How to Break a Super Hero - Chapter 11d

How to break a Super Hero

Chapter 11d — The Final Torture Sessions

Behemoth soon proved that he was in no hurry to end Brick’s magnificent manhood, as he continued to expertly maul and mangle and punish the young hero’s cock and balls to the very brink of destruction over and over again, only to stop at the razor’s edge of annihilation and slowly pull the handsome hunk back from sexual oblivion. The cruel giant would flip flop back and forth between Brick’s humongous bull balls and his monstrously oversized elephant cock, torturing one to the utter brink of uselessness and then switching to the other. In this way, the clever mutant allowed one part of Brick’s manhood to heal the worst of the most recent abuses while tearing into the other. And occasionally, when BOTH Brick’s cock and balls were so profoundly wounded and mangled that just one more punch, squeeze, or stretch would ruin them both for good, Behemoth would allow the young man’s bruised and battered genitals some time to heal while he instead focused his attention on abusing the gigantic muscles of Brick’s massive and magnificent physique. 

Hours passed in this fashion, as Brick suffered the greatest abuses yet against his stalwart and astoundingly resilient manhood. Behemoth’s cruelty and imagination knew no bounds, and even Doc Evil himself was deeply impressed by the giant mutant’s clever techniques and torturing prowess. 

Behemoth deeply enjoyed mauling and mangling Brick’s magnificent fuck pole. Even though the gigantic mutant suspected that his recently expanded and bulked up cock was now larger than Brick’s own record-holding mega schlong, his secret jealousy of the young hero’s legendary manhood ran deep, and he reveled in the opportunity to take out his jealousy and revenge on the handsome stud’s colossal and columnar bull cock. 

The giant tenderized the entire length of Brick’s magnificent bull cock over and over and over again, using massive fists and elbows, as well as various hammers and clubs and brass knuckles with surfaces that ranged from smooth to ridged to studded to wickedly spiked. Behemoth crushed and flattened every inch of that majestic bull cook again and again, smooshing the dense and meaty prong down to a fraction of its normal thickness and all but turning all of that thick cock meat into pulp. He also choked the great trouser beast with his bare hands, throttling the vast and girthy shaft all up and down its length, and squeezing the enormous spongy glans in his massive hand until the meaty bulb of flesh looked like it would explode like an overripe tomato. Each time, Brick’s mighty billyclub of a cock was left covered in bruises and welts, and puffy with traumatized and softened tissues. 

That was when Behemoth would proceed to his next chosen form of cock torture. 

The gigantic mutant was fascinated by the various ways he could get Brick’s mighty schlong to bend and twist in horribly unnatural ways, taking the heroically tough tissues to the brink of ripping apart in order to see how many ways he could distort the proud penis. Behemoth used his bare hands to bend Brick’s thick and meaty pole into all sorts of twisted shapes, nearly causing the huge beast of a penis to snap in half untold hundreds of times. He also enjoyed twisting that colossal shaft along its central axis, and eventually managed to force a full corkscrew twist in the brutally tortured column of man muscle. Brick was in terrible agony, bellowing in pain as his tough penile tissues threatened to shred apart. Then, to make matters worse, Behemoth started firmly rubbing and fondling that magical patch of skin just beneath the base of Brick’s swollen cock head, teasing and stoking the young hero’s legendary libido until the handsome hunk could hold back no longer. Behemoth held Brick’s horrifically twisted cock with both hands as the young man blew his colossal load, and the cruel mutant grinned as he felt the rhythmic and unspeakably powerful pulsing of Brick’s cock very nearly finishing the job for him, almost tearing itself apart with the ferocity of his orgasm. 

Behemoth held Brick’s twisted cock in place until the final dregs of the young man’s gargantuan load dripped out of his nearly busted cock. The huge beast then released the mega dong, which instantly returned to its original shape with an audible SNAP!…and then, just to prove that he could, Behemoth grabbed the huge, wounded shaft again and twisted it in the OTHER direction, forcing the hunky hero to shoot yet another mighty load with his massive cock contorted in pain. 

The giant muscle bull of a mutant also tested the strength of the mighty muscles and tendons anchoring Brick’s gargantuan cock to his groin by gripping the massive dork in both hands and trying to yank it out by the very root! Behemoth even planted one massive, booted foot on Brick’s heaving, muscular chest for greater effect, pushing down with his goliath leg while throwing his entire back, shoulders, and arms into the effort of ripping Brick’s cock off. The terrific strain on all of those penile muscles and connective tissues was painfully evident to every mutant in the room, for Brick’s cock was pulled and stretched until it threatened to rip right off of his very crotch. Of course, Behemoth was careful to use just a fraction of his fearsome and earth shattering strength, for he didn’t want to truly tear Brick’s cock off…at least not before utterly pulverizing his bull nuts and cracking the huge column first. 

Throughout the various cock tortures, Behemoth also delighted in occasionally plugging the wide and gaping piss slit at the tip of Brick’s swollen and bloated penis, stopping up the thick cum tube that ran down the underside of that majestic column of manhood. One of the mutant’s own gigantic fingers was more than sufficient for the task, causing the great cum tube to bulge and distend dramatically to accommodate the thick and meaty invader. Behemoth would sometimes force Brick to cum multiple times in a row with his horse cock plugged in this fashion, causing his gargantuan load to back up painfully in his overfilled plumbing. Brick’s swollen cum tube would sometimes bloat so large with his too-long-held load that it would almost resemble a second huge cock running along the underside of the first, bloated to the brink of rupturing from trying to contain such a vast supply of ripe stud cum. And when Behemoth DID finally relent and let Brick unleash his backed up bull load, the size and fury of the young man’s subsequent orgasm was astounding, even for the famously virile and powerful lad. 

All of these brutal cock tortures were just a sideshow, though, for Behemoth’s true focus was on the young stud’s heroically oversized gonads, hanging so mind-blowingly massive and full beneath his rock hard uber cock. No matter how much the cruel mutant enjoyed torturing Brick’s massive member, those monstrously hyper-blown testicles gave Behemoth the greatest pleasure. The massive mutant had spent the previous nine months learning exactly how far he could push those mammoth bollocks, and he used every bit of that knowledge and skill in what was to become the most epic and brutal afternoon of ball busting in human history. 

One of Behemoth’s favorite methods of testicular torture was to squeeze and crush Brick’s mighty balls to the absolute limit of their endurance, horrifically distorting all of that dense nut meat and taking the fantastically tough and fibrous outer walls of those twin sperm tanks to the very brink of cracking and shattering apart. The first five or six times that Behemoth crushed Brick’s bloated bull balls, he used his gargantuan hands, meaty paws so massive that they could easily engulf the entire magnificent mass of Brick’s oversized bollocks with room to spare. Behemoth’s thick fingers almost effortlessly dug right into the very heart of the handsome young hero’s screaming nuts time and time again, eliciting wet squishing and crunching sounds as the mighty balls strained valiantly to maintain their structural integrity. The cruel mutant would then go even further, drilling his fingers in deeper and starting to pull them in different directions, literally tearing apart the almost impossibly dense and meaty interiors, wrecking Brick’s nuts to the precipice of annihilation over and over and over again. 

But Behemoth soon grew bored of just using his hands to crush and squash his arch foe’s mighty and magnificent nuts, something he’d already done countless hundreds of times over the course of the school year. He soon began to grow more creative with his methods, using other parts of his freakishly muscular body to bring Brick even more inhuman pain and hurt. He engulfed both of Brick’s mammoth nuts in the deep, deep cleavage of his gargantuan pecs, much as he had done to the hero’s gigantic bull cock, and began to flex the goliath mountains of his colossal chest muscles together, trapping the young stud’s boulder balls in between. The crunching and cracking sounds thus produced were louder than any produced before, and Brick bellowed in unimaginable agony as his titanic testicles were simultaneously kneaded and crushed between those diamond hard pecs. 

Behemoth also repeated the arm-flexing treatment he had previously given Brick’s two-foot-long mega cock, trapping the hero’s bruised and mangled balls between his huge forearm and massive bicep, and flexing his gargantuan arm until the young stud’s man marbles very nearly burst. Brick’s nuts were reduced to two profoundly distorted and misshapen patties of blood-red nut meat, the thick flesh of those twin testes pressing so hard against their tough walls that they threatened to erupt from the heart of his nuts like the juicy innards of a crushed grape. But the cruel mutant was a master of his trade, and managed to bring the super hero’s proud bollocks to the brink of disaster countless times, relying on their unparalleled strength to see them through again and again. 

The massive mutant didn’t just end there, though. He used nearly every part of his body to squeeze and crush and smoosh and flatten Brick’s mighty testes. He pressed the bony point of his elbow into one of Brick’s beefy nuts and then leaned his weight into it, very nearly drilling a hole clear through the almost busted orb. He placed both bollocks in the deep well of his hairy armpit and then pressed his colossal arm against the thick and flaring mass of his gargantuan lat, trapping the huge balls in between, simultaneously flattening them and coating them in the heady funk of his own sweaty pits. He crushed them in the crook of his knee between his colossal calves and the thick, dense, ropey muscles of his hamstrings. After that, he pressed those long-suffering nuts even harder between the impossibly thick and muscular columns of his titanic thighs, flexing those gargantuan legs so hard that Brick’s balls simply HAD to burst. But somehow, miraculously, the handsome hero’s magnificent bull balls managed to survive, though just barely. 

Squeezing and crushing were just one avenue of testicular torture employed by the massive Behemoth. He found even greater pleasure in inflicting blunt force trauma upon Brick’s already bruised and battered balls, subjecting them to agonies that no other man — mortal or mutant — could even dream of in their worst nightmares. Behemoth had to use great restraint when bludgeoning Brick’s balls, however, for his strength was now so overwhelming, so monumental, that he was certain that just one full force punch from his massive fists could instantly shatter even Brick’s fully healed and hardy balls, let alone the sorry, mangled sac of mushy meat now hanging from the young lad’s muscular and sweaty crotch. Nevertheless, bludgeon those massive, manly nuts Behemoth did, using his fists, forearms, elbows, shoulders, thighs, knees, and feet to punch, clobber, bash, and kick Brick’s big balls nearly out of existence. Even the mere flick of a huge meaty finger into those big bruised balls could do unspeakable damage to the tenderized and traumatized tissues, yet Brick endured every insanely brutal abuse with his beautiful balls still functioning and whole. 

Behemoth didn’t just use his own body to pummel and pulverize Brick’s big boy balls, of course, for he used the same hammers and clubs and crowbars and steel beams and kettle bells and other cruel implements of torture that he’d used on Brick’s mammoth horse dick on the lad’s screaming nuts as well. After hours of such abuse, the gathered villains were astounded to see a pair of identical shallow dents forming in the indestructible surface of the steel table itself, dents in the shape of the undersides of Brick’s mammoth and magnificent nuts. Incredibly, the force of the countless hammer blows was actually being transferred THROUGH the ferociously tough tissues of Brick’s battered balls into the metal table itself, distorting the heretofore indestructible and immalleable alloy! 

In one particularly brutal round of tortures, Behemoth punched and pummeled Brick’s screaming balls right to the edge of rupturing once again. Only this time, instead of pausing as he’d always done before to allow the sagging and nearly busted nuts a few moments to heal the worst of their injuries, Behemoth hauled his colossal bulk up on top of the steel platform, straddling Brick’s helpless form and looming dangerously over the hunky hero. Behemoth then lifted one massive leg up and placed his enormous heel directly onto the center of one of Brick’s bloated nuts, and then did the same with his other leg, keeping his weight on his toes as he did so. Brick’s beautiful blue eyes were bulging wide with fear as he watched Behemoth get himself into position, and he began to beg for mercy even before the colossal mutant began to shift his weight. With an evil smile on his cruel, handsome features, Behemoth began to lower he colossal weight onto Brick’s still tough but yielding balls. The mighty hero began to bellow in agony when just a fraction of Behemoth’s 10,000 pounds of muscle and bulk was resting on his steadily flattening nuts, but the cruel mutant showed no mercy as he shifted more and more of his weight onto those failing orbs. 

Most of the villains in the room assumed that Behemoth was performing his grand finale, preparing to burst the stud’s weakened and nearly broken nuts beneath his own huge heels. Bets started being exchanged as they all speculated just how much weight Brick’s big balls could carry before bursting asunder like a pair of utterly massive tomatoes. Yet as the minutes slowly ticked by and Behemoth lowered more and more of his muscular weight onto Brick’s balls, villain after villain after villain lost his or her bet, for Brick’s unspeakably powerful balls CONTINUED to endure! The great beefy bulk of Brick’s nuts were flattened to an inch, then 3/4 of an inch, then half an inch, and then flatter still, and still they REFUSED to burst! 

Finally, Behemoth transferred the remainder of his colossal weight onto Brick’s balls, and the mighty man nuts somehow HELD, despite being crushed to less than a quarter inch in thickness beneath the mutant’s massive heels! Five full TONS of weight was now bearing down on the very heart of Brick’s magnificent manhood, yet despite being pummeled to the brink of rupturing and then crushed beyond any conceivable endurance, Brick’s mighty bollocks somehow mustered hidden reserves of their incredible strength and continued to survive! It was one of the most magnificent displays of masculine power and might that Brick had yet shown to the evil crowd, and even Behemoth himself had to privately admit that he was deeply and profoundly impressed. 

Behemoth then turned the agony up to even greater levels by rocking his colossal weight forward and back, rolling Brick’s trapped and horrifically flattened nuts beneath his mammoth feet like they were beneath a 5-ton rolling pin. But no bread dough made the sickening and disturbing crunching and wet squishing sounds that came from Brick’s failing nuts as they were slowly ground to paste beneath the colossal mutant’s feet. 

Behemoth kept this unspeakably brutal treatment going for many long minutes, reveling in the feeling of having the source of Brick’s magnificent manhood slowly cracking and shattering beneath his bare feet. The feeling was one of pure power, and the cruel mutant didn’t want the moment to end. He knew that he was already pushing Brick’s goliath gonads too far, redlining them far beyond any torture he’d yet heaped upon them, but he just couldn’t force himself to stop. Even as he could feel the tremendously tough tissues of Brick’s balls finally start to tear and rend apart under the insufferable abuse, Behemoth just kept right on rolling his weight forward and back and side to side over the young man’s burly balls, basking in the handsome hunk’s animal cries of agony and drinking in the spectacular sight of the lad’s magnificently muscular body bucking and thrashing against his unbreakable restraints. Brick’s final moment as an intact male was fast approaching, and Behemoth was mesmerized by the sights before him and drunk on raw masculine power. 

At the last possible instant, Behemoth suddenly lifted his great weight back up onto his toes, instantly relieving the crushing pressure from Brick’s mangled manhood. For a frightening moment, Brick’s balls remained in their profoundly crushed position, and all of the villains in the room feared that the fun had ended and that the young man’s burly balls had been permanently squished. But then, with agonizing slowness, the mighty orbs began to plump back toward their oblong spherical shapes. The swelling was slow, and the return of blood flow to his mauled and crushed nuts was clearly extraordinarily painful, for Brick once again threw back his handsome head and howled in renewed agony. Eventually, however, Brick’s balls had once more expanded to their former glory, regaining their egg-like shapes. The audience suddenly roared in thunderous approval, extraordinarily impressed not only by the young super hero’s fantastic strength and powers of endurance, but also by Behemoth’s uncanny and almost supernatural ability to push the mighty hunk to the very limits of his fabled resilience…and beyond! 

After that particularly brutal torture, Behemoth gave Brick’s wounded and nearly ruined nuts a full five minutes to heal and recover before laying into them once again.