How to Break A Super Hero - Chapter 5E

Thanks to everyone who has submitted additional story ideas for how to abuse and torture Brick's big, beautiful, bountiful bull balls! I have three more chapters currently in the works based on your ideas, and am still open to getting more from you. :)

Also a quick heads up that my computer has to go to the Apple Store AGAIN this weekend for diagnostics. The damn thing keeps powering off suddenly and without warning, as much as 6 times a day. The Apple team has already looked at it twice since December and can't figure out the problem, so hopefully third try is a charm. Anyway, they'll have it for at least a week, so there's going to be a delay after today's post, but I'll get back on here as soon as I can.

In the meantime, please enjoy this next installment, which was inspired by no fewer than THREE reader comments, all of whom had a surprisingly similar story idea in mind. This chapter is a particularly brutal one, so buckle up and enjoy!



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How to break a Super Hero

Chapter 5E - Varied Tortures

The Turner Triplets

It was several months into the semester, far longer than even Doc Evil would have thought possible, before Brick’s heroic manhood was finally pushed too far and a torture session ended in tragedy. This sad event occurred during the unforgettable torture session involving the Turner Triplets. 

The Turner Triplets were a set of identical triplet young men named Scott, Hank, and Dan Turner. The three men appeared wholly unremarkable at first glance, other than the fact that they looked like a trio of gorgeous fitness models. Doc Evil always thought it a cruel joke of nature when a set of identical twins were ugly or unattractive, but happily the absolute opposite was true for the Turner Triplets. The three young men were stunningly handsome, their gorgeous faces set off with soulful brown eyes and thick, jet black hair. Each stood exactly six feet tall, and possessed an exquisitely muscular build set in a magical medium between that of a swimmer and that of a gymnast. It was no wonder that the stunning trio of brothers enjoyed an extremely successful career as male models, with faces and figures that were perfect for both fashion and fitness photos. 

What the world at large didn’t realize, however, was that these three handsome brothers shared the same mutant gift — they could reduce their size at will! Each of the boys could shrink from their normal size down to microscopic levels, smaller than the human eye could see, all while maintaining their studly proportions. This ability allowed the mischievous triplets to play cruel pranks on unsuspecting teachers and classmates in school, pranks that over time had resulted in numerous injuries and several fatalities. The trio grew up to be the perfect spies and assassins, for there was no security system they could not breach, no place a target could hide, nowhere that the Turner Triplets could not infiltrate. 

Doc Evil had discovered the three handsome lads during one of their many hijinks during Fashion Week in Milan, and recruited them to his team of evil villains. He had created special suits for each of the three young men, biosuits that shrank along with their bodies and allowed them to survive in environments that were otherwise inimical to the human body. 

When the Turner Triplets got their turn with the bound muscle giant Brick Haus, it was a foregone conclusion that they would tag team together to torture and brutalize the handsome hunk. 

As some of the handsomest men in the world, Scott, Hank, and Dan Turner had rarely, if ever, felt the emotion called jealousy. Who could they possibly feel jealous of? They were stunningly handsome, gorgeously built, fabulously rich and successful, and able to bed any woman that they wanted! But from the moment the triplets laid their eyes on the titanic titan of muscles that was Brick Haus, they felt positively inadequate in comparison. It wasn’t just that the young man’s colossal musculature dwarfed theirs, though it was true that Brick’s 485 pounds of pure muscle very nearly equalled the combined weight of the three handsome models. It wasn’t just that Brick was hung bigger than any other man in history, making even the triplet’s 12-inch-long mega cocks look tiny in comparison. No, the greatest source of jealousy for the Turner boys was that Brick Haus was even more stunningly and fantastically handsome than they were! The brown-haired muscle beast had the most exquisitely chiseled features that the triplets had ever seen, so overwhelmingly masculine as to border on the ridiculous, yet somehow utterly perfect. It was the jealousy sparked by Brick Haus’ own intensely masculine beauty that fed the triplet’s desire to cause extreme pain and harm to the handsome young muscle bull…and to secretly plot the demise of the young man’s obscenely oversized genitalia.  

At their appointed hour, the stunningly handsome triplets sauntered down the auditorium stairs to stand before their hated foe, who was bound helpless before them like some impossibly meaty Thanksgiving feast. The three young men looked especially dashing in their form-fitting biosuits, which showed off their lean muscles to great effect. The arrogant lads high-fived one another and then took up their positions around the stud, Scott and Hank next to the emission collection devise, and Dan sitting on the edge of the table near Brick’s left hip. Then, at an unspoken signal, the trio began to shrink down in size, rapidly growing so tiny that they nearly disappeared from sight. 

Scott and Hank clambered up the collection container and entered a hatch on its side, working their way into the machine’s inner plumbing. They were lost to sight for several long moments, but then suddenly reappeared within the clear plastic suction tube itself, two half-inch-tall grinning figures that quickly jogged up the length of the tube, heading directly for Brick’s gaping wide cum hole. 

Meanwhile, a tiny Dan had scrambled beneath the gap between Brick’s bulbous left ass cheek and his enormously muscular thigh, heading toward the deep crevasse between Brick’s titanically beefy butt cheeks. Dan had shrunk down to such a small size that he was able to squeeze his way past the muscular pucker of Brick’s shit chute, and start working his way up the young man’s colon. 

At about the same time, Scott and Hank had reached the summit of the suction tube and the entry to the long, cavernous channel of Brick’s urethra. With another shared smile between the two brothers, they leapt off from the precipice and began sluicing their way down the entire length of Brick’s 22.5-inch monster cock like some sort of meaty water slide, using the stud’s endless and copious supply of slick precum to grease their way. 

Doc Evil, being the diabolical genius that he was, had planned ahead for this particular encounter and seeded the interior of Brick’s sexual plumbing with hundreds of microscopic nano cameras. He was therefore able to record and televise the triplet’s journey in real time to a rapt audience of super villains. 

Dan was seen reaching his intended destination first, which was Brick’s gargantuan and oversized prostate gland. This enormous gland was positively bloated with seminal fluids, and visibly pulsed with raw male power. A wickedly grinning Dan could be seen preparing some sort of high powered rifle, the kind of dart gun that was usually used on wildlife programs to tranquilize elephants or tag great white sharks, only even bigger. 

Doc Evil had supplied Dan with a special anti-orgasmic serum that was guaranteed to paralyze and disable the deep internal muscles and structures responsible for a man’s orgasm. Dan had secretly upped the dose that the mad scientist had supplied him by a factor of 100, wanting to make absolutely sure that the mighty Brick would be unable to shoot his load, no matter what tortures he would suffer next. Heck, for all Dan knew, such an extreme dose of the anti-orgasm serum might permanently end the super stud’s ability to cream, so that even though his titanic testes might still be attached and intact, he would effectively be rendered a eunuch! Dan didn’t care in the slightest, however, and in fact WANTED to put a permanent end to the muscle man’s ridiculously outsized virility, regardless of the Doc’s admonition to cause the hulking titan no lasting harm. 

Dan loaded a huge syringe of the pale golden serum into the rifle, and with an evil smile on his handsome face, plunged the rifle’s special bayonet to the hilt into Brick’s bloated prostate and depressed the trigger, injecting the entire quantity of the super condensed serum into the young bull’s defenseless prostate. 

Young Brick could feel the sharp sting of the needle as it plunged into his tender sex gland, causing him to cry out in surprise and pain. But it was the fiery burn of the special serum that really caused the young muscle giant to squirm and writhe. The deepest depths of his manly plumbing fell like they were on fire, with the burning warmth quickly spreading outward from his prostate gland to permeate the young man’s luscious loins. The burning fire soon faded, leaving behind an almost soothing warmth, and a heavy, leaden feeling. Brick was still able to pulse and flex his gargantuan horse cock, but his heavy loins were now paralyzed and unable to move the vast storehouse of seminal fluids constantly building up in his massive balls. 

When the remaining two triplets reached the base of Brick’s behemoth bull cock hidden deep within the young man’s crotch, they finally parted ways, with Scott following the huge stud’s thick seminal tube to the right, with Hank taking the path to the left. Both men had to shrink even further to make it through the smaller tubules, for even though the young man’s sperm ducts were several times larger than those on a normal man, it was still a tight fit for the diminutive brothers. By the time Dan was injecting Brick’s prostate with his special anti-orgasm serum, his two brothers had reached their destinations — deep inside the very heart of Brick’s gargantuan bollocks! 

The brothers had been toying for many weeks over what they would do once they had made their way into the impossibly beefy depths of Brick’s huge bull balls. Dan had eagerly voted for severing the vas deferens of both balls from the inside, performing an internal vasectomy that would render the huge hunk impotent and trapping all of his awesomely potent sperm inside of his aching balls. The isolated balls could then be stimulated from the inside, causing the huge orbs to manufacture more and more of the thick and chunky ‘nad juice, but destined to never release their pent up load. 

Hank had had an even more devious idea — instead of just severing the two sperm ducts, he wanted to splice them across to the opposite bollocks, reconfiguring the muscle man’s internal plumbing. That way, every time the huge muscle stud came, he would be shooting his monster load from one humongous nut to the other, each gigantic ball simply flooding the other with its thick and copious juices without a single drop escaping out the young man’s titanic tower of a cock. Over time, the quantity of unspent jizz in Brick’s balls would grow and grow with each epic orgasm, causing his mighty bollocks to swell larger still and creating the most intense feeling of blue balls imaginable. The compounding pressure would eventually reach critical levels, with Brick’s behemoth balls bloating and swelling until they could no longer take the strain, and exploding in a magnificent shower of broken ball meat and raw sperm! 

But in the end, the three brothers settled on Scott’s idea, judging it to be the most wicked, devious, and cruel of them all! 

Hank and Scott started using spiked gloves, cleated boots, vibrating blades, laser cutters, and powerful electric cattle prods to beat, slice, shock, shred, and mangle the dense and meaty interiors of Brick’s huge balls. The young super hero felt excruciating, mind-numbing pain as the very centers of his heroic manhood were being scrambled from within. Scott focused most of his attention on attacking the thick nerve bundles within Brick’s right ball, using his cattle prod to send bolts of electric agony through the unbelievably dense orb, as well as his heavily spiked gloves to tear and shred those tough nerve fibers to pieces. Hank, always the most violent of the trio, instead liked to focus on using his blades and laser cutter to slice and sever the sperm-producing tubules themselves, cutting through them by the hundreds and watching the raw sperm ooze from their severed ends. Soon, both young men were unleashing an orgy of destruction on the very tissues that made Brick a man, mashing, ripping, and tearing his delicate testicular tissues apart. Despite the young bull’s extraordinary powers of healing, even big Brick couldn’t keep up with the steady liquification and destruction of the thick and beefy guts of his enormous testicles. Slowly but surely, Brick’s mighty nards were being whisked into a pureed mess of mangled tubules and chunky spunk! 

At the same time, Dan was being anything but idle. With Brick’s cum-pumping muscles totally paralyzed — temporarily or permanently no longer seemed to matter, not with the imminent shredding and annihilation of the hated super hero’s gigantic balls — the dark-haired anal invader used his own set of cattle prods to shock and zap Brick’s swollen prostate, painfully stimulating the young muscle bull to a release that his body was no longer capable of shooting. All of this brutal attention to his sex gland sent Brick’s sperm production into overdrive. The various microscopic cameras inside Brick’s balls showed the dense spaghetti-like tubules starting to swell and bloat with more and more sperm, his huge nuts backing up and bulking up with a truly monstrous supply of unshot spunk. 

It wasn’t long at all before Brick’s balls began to visibly swell with their ever-growing load of heavy man milk, bloating bigger and bigger and bigger still with his supremely potent sperm. Even the continued methodical and systematic cutting and shredding of Brick’s incredibly tough and dense ball meat couldn’t seem to slow down the astronomical rate of sperm production, as even the mangled and severed tissues somehow continued to pump out more and more fresh sperm cells, heedless of the fact that the interior pressures within both of those straining orbs were starting to reach critical levels. 

Brick’s behemoth bollocks had soon doubled in size, looking like a pair of overinflated basketballs, straining against their overstretched scrotum and looking like they could explode at any moment. The grainy texture of their heroically straining ball walls could be clearly seen through the thin scrotal skin, and every bump and vein on their globular surfaces was standing out in sharp relief. The insane congestion of his mighty balls, combined with the continued slicing and shredding of their meaty interiors, was causing Brick the most searing agony imaginable. 

And that’s when Scott signaled his brothers to put his cruel and wicked plan into action. 

On the dozens of different TV screens scattered throughout the auditorium, the hundreds of villains watched in rapt fascination as both Scott and his brother Hank began to simultaneously grow in size. Slowly at first, and then faster and faster, the two young men began to expand, their biosuited bodies soon pressing up against the already cum-swollen tissues of Brick’s beef-packed balls. Nothing could be seen at first from the outside, for Brick’s balls were already so gigantic that the two tiny but growing figures buried deep inside of them made no visible difference to their titanic size. The two brothers expanded to an inch in height, then 2 inches, and then 3 inches, all without a visible change to the exterior of those two mighty nuts. But soon Brick’s beautiful blue eyes flew open even wider, and his screams and bellows of agony took on an even greater urgency. And that’s when the villains crowded throughout the room could start seeing the changes for themselves. 

Brick’s balls visibly started swelling, growing even larger and fatter as the two brothers expanded bigger and taller. The interior cameras showed the young man’s already heavily damaged testicular tissues straining and bulging and eventually shredding as their beefy centers were forced to accommodate their ever growing invaders. The oblong spherical shapes of those twin testes soon began to distort as Scott and Hank surpassed 6 inches in height, their strong limbs pressing outward and causing the tough and fibrous outer walls of Brick’s balls to stretch and strain even more in a valiant attempt to maintain their structural integrity. 

Dan, meanwhile, was pouring a continuous barrage of high-voltage electricity directly into Brick’s bruised and bloated prostate, sending the young bull into spiraling heights of agonizing orgasmic ecstasy. The extraordinary pleasure of his unachievable orgasm mixed with the unreal and inhuman agony erupting inside of his splitting and shredding nuts was sending Brick to levels of sublime sensation unlike anything the huge muscle boy had experienced before. 

And still Scott and Hank kept on growing, soon reaching 7 inches tall, and then 8 inches tall, causing Brick’s insanely bloated balls to swell bigger still! It was starting to look like the young muscle giant was pregnant with twins, except that instead of his heroically muscular belly, it appeared like he was growing his two babies within the tortured womb of his own failing nuts! The two brothers grew to 9 inches tall!! Then 10 inches!! Brick’s balls were swelling well past all conceivable limits, even for his extraordinarily mighty man orbs! How much more of this horrible and inhumane abuse could they possibly take!?! 

The shapes of the two men growing inside of Brick’s balls were becoming readily visible from the outside — a foot here, an elbow there, a knee, a hand, a head. Even more disturbing was the fact that both figures could be seen moving within Brick’s behemoth balls, kicking and punching in an attempt to violently rearrange the almost impossibly beefy interiors of those two most massive spheres of man flesh. It looked like the stud’s ultra toughened ball walls were going to burst any moment, giving violent birth to his two full-grown sons! And STILL they grew larger still!! 11 inches!!! Scott and Hank were nearly the size and mass of full-term babies now, ripping apart the very meat of Brick’s gigantic bollocks in a furious effort to be ‘born’!!! 12 inches tall!!!!! Brick’s mighty bull balls were about to pop!!!!!

Dan was grinning wickedly as he continued to unleash his intense electric assault on Brick’s brutalized prostate. He had his own video feed of the events occurring inside the super hero’s nearly bursting balls, and he knew that any second now, Brick’s fabled bollocks would be but a memory. Even if his brothers stopped their growth right now, Dan had little doubt that Brick’s magnificent and utterly mammoth bull balls had already been torn and shredded and mortally wounded beyond all hope of repair, reduced to a mangled and tangled mass of ruined ball meat. But he knew that his two other brothers wouldn’t stop until Brick’s twin sperm tanks exploded in a mighty convulsion of unspeakable gore! Brick’s colossal cajones had already surpassed THREE TIMES their normal size, looking like a pair of hideously misshapen beach balls, and he knew that they simply couldn’t swell any further without bursting! The time had come to bid Brick Haus’ raw masculine power and virility adieu. 

Dan was so engrossed in the stud’s impending nut explosion that he didn’t immediately notice the changes that were taking place inside the depths of Brick’s tortured plumbing. The powerful muscles surrounding Brick’s swollen prostate began to quiver, shivering spasmodically as they miraculously began to shake off the effects of the paralyzing serum. When Dan did start noticing this change, he couldn’t at first believe his eyes, for it should have been impossible for the young muscle beast to start recovering from the serum so soon, if at all. The mega dose of anti-orgasmic serum that Dan had injected into Brick’s gigantic prostate should have been enough to paralyze his ejaculatory muscles and tissues for a week at least, maybe even permanently, but here the mighty bull was, less than half an hour later, already starting to shake off the chemically-induced paralysis! It was simply unbelievable!! 

A frantic Dan started shouting a panicked warning to his two brothers through their biosuits’ communication systems, yelling at them and telling them that they needed to get out of Brick’s swelling nuts immediately. At the same time, the desperate Dan took his rifle and injected a second, even larger dose of the anti-orgasm serum into Brick’s quivering prostate, hoping to stave off Brick’s impending orgasm. But the serum had no visible effect this time, as Brick’s mounting, Herculean orgasm would not be denied. 

Scott and Hank didn’t seem to comprehend Dan’s shouted warnings at first, so intent were they on gleefully wrecking Brick’s mighty nuts from the inside out. They couldn’t conceive that they could be in any danger — vast swaths of Brick’s ball meat had already been sliced and cut to pieces by the brothers’ wicked weapons, and more and more of the remaining tissues were shredding and tearing apart as the boys grew larger and larger, rending the stud’s dense nut meat from the inside. How could they possibly be in any danger? Brick’s hideously bloated nuts were on the very verge of exploding! But then they, too, started seeing the sperm-swollen tissues of the balls themselves start to clutch and convulse, and they knew that Dan was right — big Brick was about to nut! 

All three brothers realized that the quivering in Brick’s loins indicated that he was about to experience a volcanic and explosive release unlike anything that had been seen previously. Scott and Hank immediately tried to quicken their growth, hoping to reach full size and burst out of Brick’s battered, failing, and dying bull testicles before the young stud reached orgasm. But, sadly for them, it was already too late. 

Brick uttered his most powerful bellow yet, a thunderous roar of pure animal agony that reverberated throughout the huge auditorium and actually caused the glass windows at the back of the chamber to rattle in their steel frames. At that same moment, every last muscle in his epically powerful groin clenched down at full might as he hit his much-delayed orgasm. Scott’s and Hank’s screams of terror and agony were mercifully brief at their 12-inch-tall forms were almost instantly slain, Brick’s beefy, behemoth bull balls convulsing so ferociously hard that the two brothers were utterly crushed in moments. 

An instant later, the first monumental gush of spunk sprayed out of Brick’s pulsating horse cock into the waiting suction tube. It was the biggest, most insanely lush gout of smegma that the young man had ever shot, speaking to the impossibly vast reservoir of spunk that had built up in the young man’s screaming balls. However, the normally blindingly white splooge was streaked with a disturbing amount of red blood, and Doc Evil and the other villains thought at first that this blood was a sign of the terrific internal injuries that had been suffered by Brick’s beleaguered and probably ruined balls. But the following extraordinarily thick pulses of cum soon showed that assumption to be false, for visible inside the suction tube and collection tank were solid chunks that were quickly revealed to be the dismembered, shredded, and disintegrated remains of Scott and Hank Turner! The mighty contraction of Brick’s nuts had instantly crushed the two mutant men, and the ferocious power of the subsequent spunk deluge had ripped their bodies apart to be shot out in the young man’s insanely copious ejaculate, flushing their broken bodies right out of Brick’s heaving nuts! 

Dan’s screams of terror, loss, and bitter fury echoed from every TV speaker in the auditorium. The young man had just witnessed the hideous death of his two beloved identical triplets, and he desperately wanted vengeance against the mighty muscle man responsible for their deaths. He took his own laser cutter and began to try to slice into Brick’s shuddering prostate, hoping to destroy the young man’s sex gland and rob him of any future orgasms. The laser could barely scratch the surface of the bloated and puffy gland, however, the toughened outer wall of the big organ resisting even the searing and cutting heat of the laser drill. Dan’s vibrating blades and spiked gauntlets likewise found very little purchase against that toughened exterior. At the same time, the muscular walls of Brick’s rectum started to flex and convulse harder and harder still as they steadily overcame the remaining side effects of both anti-orgasm injections, and Dan suddenly realized that he needed to escape as well or face the very real possibility of being crushed to death inside the super hero’s hunky body! 

The last surviving Turner Triplet scrambled for the exit, fury turning to terror as he screamed for help. The muscular walls of Brick’s colon kept hammering at him, squeezing downward with such force that, if it were not for his biosuit, he would have been quickly crushed to death. The diminutive Dan reached Brick’s muscular sphincter and began trying to worm his way out, squeezing against the super tight ring of muscle in a desperate, last ditch effort to escape. 

Dan was very nearly free, the upper half of his 2-inch-tall body already protruding from Brick’s beefy butt hole, when the greatest convulsion yet rocked Brick’s entire body. Every last phenomenally bloated muscle on the young man’s gorgeous form flexed into stunning, shredded, diamond-like relief as the biggest wad yet exploded out of his thunderously pulsating penis. At that same moment, Brick’s monumental ass reflexively tensed with super human strength and power. Dan’s strangled cry was almost instantly choked off as his lean, muscular body was cut in two, crushed by the unbelievably tight ring of Brick’s muscular anus. 

The hundreds of villains in the room were shocked into a stunned silence after witnessing the violent and sudden deaths of three of their own. The only sounds in the room were Brick’s own labored grunts and groans, the whirring and chugging of the relentless suction machine, and the heavy SPLAT-SPLAT-SPLAT of the stud’s gargantuan cum load as it splashed into the waiting container. 

Even after blasting out the dismembered chunks of his two testicular invaders, it was several long minutes before the sperm-bloated bulk of Brick’s cum-laden bull nuts finally began to subside, beginning to ratchet down from their extraordinary beach ball size. And it was several  minutes more before they returned to a size approaching normal, such was the unreal volume of stud seed that had built up inside their beefy interiors. In the meantime, the 5-liter container continued filling closer and closer to the top, with no end of Brick’s monumental orgasm in sight. Every villain in the room, Doc Evil included, seemed paralyzed in place, and thus no one stepped forward to turn off the suction machine or change the canister, so mesmerized were they by the stunning sights before them.  

The 5-liter canister was soon filled to capacity, yet Brick’s humongous deluge of stud splooge continued unabated. The thick plastic hose leading from his monstrous 22.5-inch whale cock began to expand under the increasing pressure, filling with more and more of the young man’s precious man milk. The joints and seams on the suction machine itself began to crack, and thick jets of chunky sperm began to shoot out in all directions, striking surprised students as far back as the sixth row. The machine was being redlined by the sheer unprecedented SIZE of Brick’s utterly monstrous load! 

With a final shudder and loud cracking POP, the plastic tubing finally burst asunder, spilling a huge gushing gout of thick stud spunk all over the auditorium floor. And STILL Brick kept on cumming for more than a minute more, pumping out the dregs of his utterly colossal load through the shattered end of the broken tubing, spilling massive volumes of his sticky seed all over the auditorium floor. 

All told, Brick had just shot out over 6 LITERS of sperm, breaking his previous record by more than a full liter!! But the cost of this spectacular load had been much, much too high. 

Doc Evil immediately ordered all of the student villains out of the room. There was a great deal of hesitation at first, but he repeated his order with more vehemence, and that got the students moving. There was much grumbling and stares of pure hatred directed at the helplessly bound muscle beast, but in less than a minute, the last of the angry student villains had exited the room. 

Doc Evil had rightfully feared that the students would have turned into a vengeful mob if he’d let them stay. Never mind that the handsome young super hero had done nothing intentional to kill the Turner Triplets, or that it was the trio’s own hubris and lack of caution and respect for the mighty super hero’s power that had gotten them all killed. There was no doubt about it — the other students would now be out for blood. Doc Evil knew that he would have to closely monitor the torture sessions for the next days and weeks to prevent any of the other students from taking out their anger and loss by destroying the handsome hero’s prized manhood beyond repair. 

As it was, the doctor was gravely concerned for the immediate health and safety of the bull-hung hero. He quickly accessed his computer data, which had monitored the status and structural integrity of Brick’s nuts throughout their recent encounter with the triplets. The scientist’s heart nearly stopped for a moment when he saw that the structural integrity of Brick’s ball walls had nearly reached 0% by the time he’d finally reached orgasm. If the tortures had continued even a few moments longer, or Scott and Hank had let themselves grow any bigger, then Brick’s titanic testicles would have surely burst asunder like a pair of overripe fruit, destroying them utterly! It had been a very close call indeed, perhaps Brick’s closest brush yet with total emasculation!! 

Of more immediate concern was the status of Brick’s nearly shredded and horribly mangled balls. Doc Evil had been watching his readouts with growing concern throughout the torture session, for the triplets had attacked Brick’s manhood with a ferocity and violence unlike anything the young bull had faced before. Scott and Hank in particular had been laying terrible waste to the thick beef of Brick’s huge balls, slicing as much of that delicate meat to pieces as they could before starting the cruel but ingenious idea of expanding their size while still lodged within those gravely wounded and weakened nuts. The combination had very nearly ruptured Brick’s mighty balls, but Doc Evil still feared that the horrific trauma unleashed upon their dense interiors would be permanent. 

Not for the first time, Doc Evil was soon able to breathe a huge sigh of relief, for even in the few minutes since the students had left the room, Brick’s behemoth balls had already healed the worst of the damage done to them by the Turner Triplets. As the doctor watched in endless fascination, he could see the remaining damage repair itself before his very eyes, severed tubules reconnecting without the least evidence of scarring, ripped tissues stitching seamlessly back together, and cracks and near ruptures in the dense and fibrous outer walls mending even stronger than before. 

Brick had survived the greatest threat yet to his magnificent manhood. But with the deaths of three powerful villains now on his hands, could he hope to survive the increased fury of a student class that now sought vengeance? The torture sessions were about to get personal, and Brick was going to have to rely on every ounce of his fabled strength and resilience to continue to remain intact. 

Doc Evil instructed his minions to clean up the spermy mess and repair the broken extraction machine. He also instructed his assistants to strain the broken remains of Scott and Hank Turner from the collection tank, and place their bodies with the two halves of the brother Dan in cold storage. Doc Evil intended on extracting the triplet’s DNA for purposes of seeing if he could somehow genetically transfer their mutant gifts to another. He was disappointed that the Turner Triplets had died — not because he felt any great love for the three wicked and mischievous young men, but because they represented a loss of a valuable asset. But if he could salvage their mutant DNA from their broken corpses, well, that was just the Doc’s way of turning lemons into lemonade!