An Officer and Three Gentlemen - Part 6

An Officer and Three Gentlemen - Part 6

An original chapter inspired by a story written by Sack Stomper in 2000

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A hot Detroit muscle cop has his massive balls busted wide open by 3 luscious hunks

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“Dude,” Sebastian said to his two friends. “Our cop friend’s big, fat stud nuts look pretty fucked up. Look at how freakishly swollen and dark they are!! You think maybe they’re dead already?” 

“I dunno,” Eric replied. “But I know one way to find out.” 

The naked college jock kneeled in front of the huge bound muscle man, his bare knees almost slipping in the thick sludge of nut milk on the floor, the combined loads of all four men mixing and coalescing into one huge morass of sticky, smelly bull funk. He raised both of his arms palm up toward Jason’s dangling goolies. The mammoth, dark purple bollocks were hanging even lower than ever now, the weary balls now stretching his ridiculously narrow scrotal neck to an eye popping TEN INCHES from his crotch, the most monstrous dangle any of the men had even heard of. Eric cupped both of Jason’s hideously bloated and swollen balls, the titanic testes more than overflowing the young man’s big hands as he judged their temperature and heft. 

“Damn guys!” Eric exclaimed. “These huge fuckers feel downright COLD! I think we might have killed this stud’s spuds already! HA!! But there’s one sure way to find out!” 

So saying, Eric cocked back one big fist, and sent it plowing into the bloated nard still cupped in his other hand. 

The brutal impact of fist on flesh caused Jason to toss his handsome head back in agony, a fresh bellow of unearthly pain making the thick veins on his bullish neck stand out in deep relief. His entire body arched backwards as every massively-developed muscle flexed in spectacular unison. His bloated and beleaguered balls were now so swollen and so sensitive that Eric’s single punch hurt more than all of the beatings his burly balls had endured hours ago…combined! 

“Heh heh!” Eric chuckled. “Looks like these big beauties are still alive after all! I don’t know HOW they can still be alive after being choked off like this for so long, but I guess they’re just so fucking HUGE that it takes ‘em longer to starve to death than a normal man’s balls. Shit, I’m starting to think that these huge fuckers are just too fucking TOUGH to die!” 

“Oh, we’ll see about that!” Drake drawled as he strode forward, pushing Eric out of the way to take his place kneeling before the beefy, burly cop. “I’ve been saving a little surprise for you, little stud!” he said, looking up into Jason’s terrified blue eyes. “Here’s something that will REALLY juice those big berries of yours…permanently!” 

Drake then slipped on a pair of extra large brass knuckles, turning his already deadly fists into weapons of mass destruction. He knew Jason’s nuts had swollen too huge for even HIS massive fists to strike both at the same time, so Drake selected just one nut, Jason’s bloated left orb, for annihilation. Drake encircled his big hand around the neck of that huge, bulbous nut, stretching it even farther from the young cop’s straining crotch, cocked back his right fist, and sent it sailing into the helpless, vulnerable, and too-huge-to-miss target. 

The muscle giant was 400 pounds of pure beef, and the huge beast of a man was so freakishly strong that he had shattered men’s balls before with just a single punch. Add a set of brass knuckles to his huge fists, and Drake easily had the power to crack boulders in half with the awesome power of his 26-inch mega guns. 

Thus it wasn’t surprising when Drake’s brass knuckles all but disappeared into the heart of Jason’s tortured and twisted nut meat, the battered, abused, and much-weakened wall of that massive, bloated orb warping and bending grotesquely around the invading fist. The impact was devastating, cataclysmic…and was therefore even more shocking when Drake withdrew his fist from the blubbery, distorted globe of testicle meat and that titanic orb immediately bounced back to its oblong spherical shape! Despite having been hammered to the brink of sterility, bloated to the near bursting point with countless aborted loads of thick stud cum, and choked nearly to death, Jason’s burly left nut proved that it was still more than a match for the worst that his three assailants could hurl at it! 

An infuriated and frustrated Drake punched that massive whale nut a second time, and then a third, and then a fourth and a fifth and a sixth, and each time the almighty bollock repelled the murderous hammer blow. The muscle cop was screaming and writhing in agony from the rain of destruction falling upon his bruised and bloated nut, but the nut itself was still somehow, miraculously, holding firm. 

But for how much longer? 

As Drake continued to hammer away at Jason’s bulging left nut, he could start to feel the huge orb softening up, the obliterating punches further weakening the already sorely tested and straining walls of that tough and fibrous orb. Another dozen blows significantly softened up the dense and beefy orb, and another dozen more blows started to make the bollock feel downright mushy in the giant’s crushing grip. A madly grinning Drake realized that it wouldn’t take too many more punches to burst that bloated and swollen nut into a hundred pieces of broken nut chunks. 

Taking Drake’s lead, the other two young men retrieved their own brass knuckles and set to work on the rest of the captive stud’s phenomenal physique. They knew that the stud’s massive, rock solid body could endure a LOT of abuse, and they intended to give it to him, taking the handsome hulk of a cop to never-before-experienced levels of agony before castrating and killing the uber stud. Punches began landing all over the hunk’s goliath body, raising new welts and bruises all over his fantastically and gorgeously muscular form. Virtually no square inch was left untouched as they hammered their fists into Jason like they were punching some side of beef, the satisfying smack of metal on flesh reverberating in the small room. 

Eric especially liked punching Jason’s midsection, paying particular attention to his impossibly prominent and deeply etched cobblestone abs, his shredded and muscular flanks, the small of his tight and muscular back, and even his huge rib cage. These were blows that would have quickly cracked and shattered any other man’s bones or burst his internal organs, but Jason’s mighty form was built of tremendously stern stuff, and he absorbed even these terrible blows with his usual resilience. 

Sebastian started off hammering away at Jason’s huge 23.5-inch super guns, loving the beefy sounds of his fists striking such hard and dense muscle. Even after dozens and dozens of blows, however, Jason’s mighty arms didn’t soften in the slightest, so Sebastian moved on to the young cop’s shoulders, then his back, and even his incredibly thick neck. And all the while, Sebastian was powerfully aroused by the fact that he couldn’t seem to significantly harm or damage the mighty muscle hunk, not even when he landed a dozen blows into the almost comically powerful jawline of the extraordinarily handsome stud. 

The blond punk let his gaze travel lower, and a wicked smile played across his angelically handsome face as he picked a new target for his metal-encased fists. Jason had the most stunningly erotic Adonis belt that Sebastian had ever seen, a pair of deeply etched and exquisitely formed ‘cum gutters’ that perfectly framed the stud’s monstrously oversized genitals. Sebastian began punching these deep channels, inching closer and closer to the center of the young man’s burgeoning groin. The blond beauty then began hammering away at the base of the muscle cop’s bound and strangled penis, trying to render that steel-hard tube of flesh into pulp. 

The colossal cock throbbing so powerfully and mightily right in Sebastian’s face was simply too inviting of a target for the young punk, so he started hammering at that massive column of man flesh as well. Jabs, uppercuts, roundhouse blows, all landed with terrific force into Jason’s mammoth, 18+ inch mega dick, causing the huge organ to wildly bob and sway in random directions. But after each flesh-tenderizing blow, the young cop’s grotesquely tumescent horse cock would snap right back front and center, throbbing mightily as if to taunt Sebastian to even greater efforts of cock punishment. And the grinning young blond was more than ready to meet that challenge. 

The almost unthinkably brutal beating of Jason’s magnificent body seemed to go on forever, wild lust driving the three assailants to ever more violent and destructive actions. Jason bellowed and hollered in animal agony throughout the assault, but his incredibly tough body just seemed to absorb every blow without much evidence of injury. Sure, bruises and welts were erupting all over his massive body, and he was even bleeding in a few places where the brass knuckles had abraded or cut his smooth and unblemished skin, but he was otherwise largely unharmed. 

Except, that is, for his battered and mangled balls. 

While the other two men continued to rotate the focus of their blows to various parts of Jason’s hulking he-man body, Drake concentrated all of his deadly attentions solely on the young man’s steadily weakening and failing bollocks. The muscle giant knew that these twin orbs of man meat were the true and ultimate source of the handsome cop’s hyper developed manhood, so he focused all of his efforts on slowly obliterating the lad’s magnificent nuts. Drake hammered Jason’s soft and mushy left nut over and over again, punching it from every angle to make sure that he was breaking down every last source of strength and power in that titanic teste. The mammoth orb was absorbing a truly super human amount of abuse, and Drake was powerfully turned on as he felt the incredibly tough and fibrous outer wall of that huge nut slowly crack and crumble. 

Drake didn’t want the fun to end too soon, however, so when he felt that Jason’s sagging left nut was getting too close to the breaking point, he granted that huge whale nut a temporary reprieve and started wailing on Jason’s equally mammoth right nut. It took dozens and dozens and dozens more blows from Drake’s metal-encased fists, but eventually the cop’s hulking right nut was just as heavily wounded, battered, softened, and mushy as its huge brother. After that, Drake removed his brass knuckles and started squeezing and punching Jason’s dying nuts with his naked fists. He was driving Jason’s beleaguered, strangled, cum-distended bull nuts closer and closer to the breaking point, and when that moment finally came, Drake wanted to feel those colossal cajones go with his bare hands. 

Eric and Sebastian got creative with their tortures as well. In a particularly brutal moment, Eric retrieved Jason’s pepper spray from his utility belt, attached a long and slender nozzle to the front of the spray container, and then gently inserted that nozzle a good 8 or 9 inches down the thick cum tube protruding down the underside of the young man’s gargantuan phallus. The cruel college stud met the terrified muscle cop’s wide-eyed stare with an evil grin, and then he emptied the can’s entire contents down the length of Jason’s bloated hyper cock. 

Jason’s shrieks of unreal agony threatened to shatter the small panes of glass in the cabin’s windows, so great and thunderous were his roars of pain. It felt like someone had poured molten lava down the full length of his big cum tube, and the liquid fire seemed sure to consume his entire cock and reduce it to a shrunken, charred briquet. A thick whitish foam began to pour out of Jason’s gaping and distended cock slit, making Sebastian laugh and comment that it looked like the cop’s gigantic cock had rabies. Eric roughly massaged the underside of Jason’s iron hard cock, making sure that the pepper spray was absorbed into as much of the stud’s burning, screaming cock meat as possible. 

Not to be outdone, Sebastian then grabbed Jason’s discarded billy club, gripped the stud’s behemoth bull cock just behind the monstrously swollen head, and then began to force the business end of that thick black club into the young man’s bloated dick. The club was far thicker than even Jason’s massive cum tube, stretching his gaping piss slit almost to the breaking point, but Sebastian somehow managed to shove the first few inches down the great tube of flesh. After that, it took considerably less effort to force the rest of the club down the tremendous length of Jason’s mighty cock shaft, making the already massive cum tube swell and bloat to grotesque dimensions as it was forced to accommodate the much thicker billy club. 

Sebastian forced the club down Jason’s cock until the zip ties as the base of the huge trouser beast prevented any further progress. Only the ribbed handle and perhaps 2 or 3 inches of the thick, black club remained protruding from the tip of Jason’s monstrously bloated cock. The cruel blond boy then started to slowly pull the club in and out of the cop’s violated cum tube, raping the muscle man’s huge cock from the inside. Sebastian started with a slow and steady pace, but his jacking motions soon became much more violent and frenzied, until it looked like he was some sort of crazed milk man violently churning butter inside the young stud’s massive bull cock. 

The orgasms Jason experienced while the inside of his mighty crank was being pillaged and violated were among the most violent and powerful of the night, making his already screaming bollocks throb in even greater agony. 

When Sebastian was finished, he buried the billy club up Jason’s cum chute all the way to the hilt and then walked away. Jason’s humongous cock continued to throb and pulse with his latest orgasm, the billy club swaying from the tip of the huge column of meat. The sight reminded Eric of a sword swallower he’d once seen at a county faire, and the analogy made his spent cock start to twitch and grow anew. 

The mighty pulsations of Jason’s giga cock started slowly working the impaled billy club up the great length of his distended cum tube, slowly repelling the dark invader with the strength of his cock muscles alone. After a good 10 or 12 great pulses, the big club finally spurted free from the huge cock, clattering to the floor and liberally coated with the clear, mucousy fluids lining the inside of the young man’s gaping and brutally violated cum tube. 

Eric then upped the ante by picking up the discarded billy club, moving behind the heaving and sobbing bo hunk, and unceremoniously shoving the club deep into the stud’s much-plowed ass. Jason bellowed as the blunt tip of the big club hammered into his bruised and swollen prostate, nearly bursting the overfilled organ. He roared in even greater agony as the pepper spray fluids coating the thick club worked their way into his raw and ravaged insides, igniting an inferno of fiery agony that rivaled the searing pain recently visited upon his massive cock. 

Eric swirled the impaled club inside Jason’s bucking and writhing body, trying to rearrange his heavy organs, grinning at the cries and screams of pain such actions tore from the cop’s powerful lungs. The handsome college jock couldn’t believe that Jason hadn’t gone completely hoarse yet with the hours and hours of bellowing and hollering. When he tired of that game, Eric then used the club like a battering ram, slamming it home again and again into the deepest depths of Jason’s mangled guts, striking the stud’s bruised and swollen prostate dead center over and over and over again. The brutal abuse threatened to burst the bloated and much-abused organ, but also sent Jason into even greater heights of sexual pleasure, making his huge cock buck and gyrate in unfulfilled orgasm. 

But it was Sebastian who won the competition between the two young punks for most brutal torture. The blond stud pulled the cop’s six-shooter from its holster, discarded in the far corner of the room, and even Drake’s and Eric’s eyes grew wide at the sight. The an evil grin, Sebastian opened the bullet chamber and carefully emptied out five of the bullets, leaving just one bullet inside the gun, and then spun the chamber so that none of them would know where the single deadly bullet was located. 

Sebastian circled the bound and helpless muscle stud several times, taunting the huge muscle beast and letting the young man’s terror build. 

“I wonder just how lucky you are, stud!” Sebastian said as he finally stepped forward to stand right in front of the much bigger muscle man. “It’s already been a very unlucky night for you. Let’s see if your luck has run out!” 

The blond punk then scooped up Jason’s cold and bloated right nut and buried the muzzle of the gun nearly two inches deep into the orb’s soft and mushy flesh. Jason’s huge body was locked in terror, massive muscles flexing and quivering in anticipation of having his titanic testicle blown to smithereens. 

CLICK!

“Looks like your luck is holding out, stud!” Sebastian exclaimed, withdrawing the weapon from Jason’s mangled right nut and thrusting it into his left bollock. “But is lefty as lucky as righty?” 

CLICK!

“You got some lucky balls there big boy!” the blond taunted as he pulled the gun away and spun the chamber once more. He then moved behind the huge stud, kneeled in the pool of spunk on the floor, and shoved the gun several inches deep into Jason’s ravaged ass, aiming the muzzle at the bloated prostate gland buried deep inside the stud’s ravaged guts. “But let’s see how that big prostate gland of yours fares!” 

CLICK!

“Fuck, you’re one lucky bastard, you know that?!” laughed Sebastian as he withdrew the gun and spiraled its chamber once more. “But let’s go for broke. Let’s see if your mega schlong is as lucky as the rest of you!” 

Sebastian once again stood in front of the terrified police officer, and shoved the barrel of the gun as far as it would go down his distended cum tube. He waited several long moments, letting the excitement build, and then pulled the trigger. 

CLICK!

“Let’s try that again!” 

CLICK!

“And again!”

CLICK!

Jason was trembling with fear at this point, his massive, bruised, sweat-slick muscles quivering with the knowledge that half of the gun’s six chambers had already been used, and that the bullet was still hidden inside one of the three remaining slots. 

CLICK!

The great, muscular cop began bucking and thrashing in his unbreakable restraints even harder than ever, desperate to save his cock from impending annihilation. He knew that if that gun went off, even his massive bull cock wouldn’t be able to survive, and would likely simply explode in a huge chunky spray of man meat. 

The look on Sebastian’s face was one of pure malevolence, twisting his angelic features into something far, far darker. 

“Whaddya say, stud? Shall we go one more time? You’ve got a fifty-fifty chance of pulling through okay. I say we go for it! You ready? Here we go! Three…   two…    one…” 

CLICK!

“FUCK!!” Sebastian exclaimed in frustration and fury, violently yanking the gun out of Jason’s massive cock. He then lunged forward, wrapping his left arm around the stud’s immense rib cage and pressing his body tight against the captive cop’s much larger form. Before either of the other two men could react, Sebastian had the gun’s muzzle shoved hard against the underside of Jason’s chin, forcing the man’s handsome head backwards and making his massive, meaty neck bulge larger still. 

“You fucking sunovabitch!!” Sebastian shouted. “You think you’re BETTER than us, DON’T you!! With your fucking movie star good looks, your massive muscles, and your freakishly massive cock and balls!! Well let me tell you something! I could KILL you right now, and no one could stop me!!! I could blow your fucking BRAINS out!!! Destroy that perfect face of yours forever!!! Paint the fucking WALLS with your SKULL!!! What do you think about THAT, you muscle BITCH!?!?!” 

“Hey, easy does it man!” Eric said gently, trying to calm down his homicidal friend. “Let’s not finish him off too soon. We need to castrate this huge, dumb muscle fuck first, right? C’mon man, put down the gun…” 

Sebastian’s hand trembled in his grip, his finger quivering on the trigger as he stared into Jason’s beautiful blue eyes. The handsome muscle cop clenched his jaw and met the blond’s wild, insane stare with as much courage and bravado as he could muster. If he was going to die, he thought, he was going to be stoic and defiant to the end. 

After a few tense seconds that seemed to last an eternity, Sebastian suddenly stepped back and yanked the gun away from beneath Jason’s powerful jaw, maintaining his deadly staring contest with the brave and handsome hunk. Sebastian then suddenly pointed the weapon toward’s the cabin’s ceiling and pulled the trigger. 

BLAM!!!!!

The retort of the gun’s discharge echoed like a thunderclap in the tiny cabin, making the other three men wince in pain. Sebastian then threw the gun to the corner of the room and stomped away, obviously frustrated that the captive muscle stud had survived his game of ‘Russian roulette’ intact. 

A relieved Eric let out a slow, shuddering breath and said, “I’m thinking it’s time we finished this big stud off. I don’t think Sebastian will be able to hold back much longer, and besides, it’s nearly dawn. I say we nut this bull and turn him into a steer before putting a bullet in his head.” 

Jason knew that the final tortures were about to begin…