Dethroning the King - Chapter 5 - Procuring Zach's Sperm

Dethroning the King

An original story by Jayse and D.

Chapter 5 - Procuring Zach’s Sperm

For 7 years, Zach had refused to provide the UFT doctors with a sample of his sperm, and for those same 7 years, Gustav had tried and failed to find some way of obtaining the young man’s powerful seed through other channels. The Supreme Leader was not used to being stymied in even the least of his plans, and his frustration with not being able to obtain the young fighter’s spunk was epic. 

The time eventually came, however, when Gustav’s perseverance finally paid off. His informants were able to contact someone from within Zach’s own community-based organization, an inside man who had access to the handsome muscle bull and who promised that he would obtain a sample of the stud’s precious baby batter. The vile dictator was understandably excited by this development, and eagerly awaited a specimen of the bull’s seed so that he could deliver it to his scientists. 

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Night had fallen across the barrio, and the gymnasium employees had long since said goodbye and left for the evening. Zach was once again alone in his vast gym, and the handsome muscle stud was hard at work training his mighty bollocks. 

Only this time, and for the very first time, the unsuspecting hunk was not truly alone. A masked figure was hiding in the shadows, capturing the entire evening’s events on a tiny video recording device, and watching every awe-inspiring, jaw-dropping moment of Zach’s secret ball workouts. 

Zach had decided that, tonight, he would perform circuit training, running through his entire compliment of ball-busting workouts and testing how many gains he’d made in the past few months. He quickly stripped naked, revealing his magnificent body in all of its stunning, otherworldly glory to an empty room, and talked over to the first station. 

He started with dumbbell ball beating, starting with his 100 pounders and gradually increasing the weight until he was using a 265-pound dumbbell, by 25 pounds the heaviest weight he’d yet used on his mammoth nuts. That titanic weight packed quite a whollop as it crashed into his balls with devastating force again and again and again, and Zach was bellowing in agony by the time he was using his two-handed strike to hammer that weight into the meaty depths of his enormous nuts. It wasn’t surprising that, in the midst of this rain of steel destruction, Zach hit his first orgasm of the night, and sprayed out a truly gargantuan load all over the towel-covered floor. The  young man was panting heavily by his final rep, his bruised balls throbbing with an ache unlike any he’d had before. The hunk felt tremendously energized by his ability to withstand his heaviest weight pounding yet, and so he quickly moved on to the next station. 

The colossal muscle stud moved on to a weight bench, where he wasted no time and immediately piled three 50-pound plates atop his trapped nuts before beginning a set of monster curls, using the same 265-pound dumbbells that had so recently been hammering the very life out of his huge bull balls. Zach then did overhead presses, lateral shoulder raises, and wide-spaced flys with ever-increasing weights, making his chest, shoulders, and arms explode with impossibly thick and powerful muscle. 

Then he added another 50-pound plate on top of his balls and repeated his exercises again. And again. And again. 

Zach now had 300 pounds crushing downward upon his flattened screaming nuts, the heaviest weight they’d ever carried to date. But the young hunk was determined to break all of his records tonight. With utter confidence and steely determination, Zach lifted up another 50-pound plate, and placed the huge circle of steel atop the pile of heavy discs. The handsome young man threw back his head and bellowed in agony as 350 pounds of steel bore down on his squashed nuts, flattening them further still! But incredibly, the huge gonads held, crushed flatter than they’d ever been crushed before, stoically enduring even this terrific amount of weight. 

But instead of pumping out another monster set of exercises, Zach grabbed two more plates off of the floor, a 10-pound and a 5-pound weight. Clearly, the stud was aiming for his goal of supporting his own body weight on his nuts! However, he’d already jumped a massive 50 pounds in the amount of weight he was using on his nuts, redlining them as it was. With his mammoth testicles already crushed so unbelievably flat, could they possibly endure any more weight?! 

Zach held the pair of small plates high above the weight stack, a good 4 feet above the top plate. He was going for broke — instead of simply laying those final two plates on his balls, he was going to drop them from as high as his long arms could reach. After taking a couple of quick, steadying breaths, Zach dropped those final weights, watching with his intense gaze as they plummeted toward the waiting weight stack. 

CLANG!!

The young man’s recoil was awesome. Every gigantic muscle in his spectacular physique flexed and bulged at the same time, and his handsome head was once more thrown back in unbearable agony. Zach felt like his precious balls were about to explode, simply unable to bear any more crushing weight. The entire weight stack quivered for several long seconds, the lad’s behemoth balls shuddering so hard that the entire tower of weights jiggled. The hunk’s mighty gonads were now squashed down to a fraction of an inch in thickness, the flattest they had ever been, resembling a pair of humongous, blood red pancakes. And it was clear that they were about to burst at any moment. 

Several long seconds ticked by, with Zach’s entire manhood hanging in the balance, but eventually the powerfully shaking and quivering of the young man’s nuts ceased, and the weights settled into stillness. Zach’s heroically powerful nuts had held, and were now supporting a fantastic 365 pounds of steel!! 

Only then did Zach start pumping out his heaviest set of reps yet, cycling through his curls, presses, and flys while an inhuman agony tore through his bollocks. It was just after Zach began to do a set of wide-spaced incline flys, using a 400-pound dumbbell in each hand, that his cock suddenly began violently throbbing with his second orgasm of the night. Blast after blast after great, milky white blast of pure stud semen shot out of Zach’s cock with terrific force, painting thick lines of hot goo across his rippling torso and colossal shoulders as he hammered out rep after rep with the enormous weights. (The only reason why the hunk’s devastatingly handsome face wasn’t also coated in thick lashings of his stud cum was because the great overhang of his colossal pecs was so thick and so meaty that any cum slugs aiming for his face were instead shattered against the great undercarriage of his phenomenal chest.) The mind-numbingly powerful orgasm tearing through his loins threatened to distract the titanic muscle god as he pounded out a mammoth load, but he managed to keep his tight focus and concentration even through this combination of great pleasure and horrific pain, hammering out more than 30 reps, with his cock blasting out great hot streamers of goo the entire time. 

It was a titanic orgasm, even by Zach’s rarified standards, but the young uber hunk was clearly just warming up. 

The panting muscular titan then removed the 365 pounds of weight bearing down on his balls, got up, and moved (with a slightly bow-legged stance) to his final station of the night, the squat rack. He loaded up 1,500 pounds on the barbell as his starting weight, skipping his normal warm up sets and heading right for the heavy lifting. He then attached the 50-pound kettle bell to his balls, the weight strap tightly encircling the neck of his baggy, hairless scrotum and forcing his ostrich-egg-sized bollocks to bulge out at the very bottom of their sac. He then began his usual nut-cord-ripping and ball-busting squat workout. 

Over and over, Zach heaved the barbell upward through the ferocious, tremendous power of his mammoth legs, and simultaneously hauled up the massive kettle bell by his almighty nuts. On each downward motion, the kettle bell would hit the ground with a heavy thud, followed by the sound of Zach’s huge, naked bollocks striking the top of the kettle bell and then getting smashed between stud and steel. 

WHUMP!! SMACK!! 

WHUMP!! SMACK!! 

WHUMP!! SMACK!!

The unbelievably powerful young buck would hammer out 4 or 5 sets with a certain barbell weight before upping the weight and repeating the process. Zach gradually built up the barbell weight by 100-pound increments until he was once again squatting with 1,850 extraordinary pounds, still his heaviest lift to date. He thundered out 6 sets of 30 reps at this mighty weight, and then re-racked the weight, his chest heaving with the exertion and sweat pouring off of his gargantuan muscles in rivers. His already gigantic quads had exploded to even more mind-blowing dimensions, and those humongous muscles visibly quivered after their most brutal workout ever. His terrifically bruised and swollen bull nuts continued to bulge bright red and shiny in the bottom of their overstretched sac, the 50-pound kettle bell still tearing ferociously at the mighty cables and cords that attached those magnificently massive bollocks to the young man’s muscular body. 

Normally, Zach would finish his workout here, proud of himself and confident in the knowledge that he had pushed himself farther than ever before. But not tonight. No, tonight Zach wanted to go for broke; he wanted to prove to himself that he was the toughest, strongest bull stud in history. 

Zach reached down to the strap tightly encircling his straining elephant nuts and hit the quick release, sending the 100-pound weight plummeting to the ground with a very loud THUD!! He effortlessly picked up the massive kettle bell and hurled it to the side, the foot-wide sphere of solid metal sailing a good dozen feet before heavily striking the ground and rolling another few feet. The young man then reached for a new piece of gym equipment that he’d had made especially for this occasion. 

The kettle bell that Zach now heaved into place beneath him was the largest kettle bell ever made, a 200-pound monster, a solid steel sphere that was a full 16 inches diameter! He then added additional weight to the squat rack, bumping the weight up to an even 2,000 pounds! Zach squatted down beneath the barbell, then reached down and attached the kettle bell’s weight strap to his mighty nuts. He knew that this would be his greatest challenge yet, a test that could very well result in the loss of his colossal testicles, his most precious balls. But Zach was confident that his mighty gonads could endure even this insane abuse, so with a great inhalation of air, expanding his massive chest to the maximum, the young stud gave a deep grunt and then launched himself upward. 

When viewed in slow motion, Zach’s almighty upward push with his massive legs seemed to almost effortlessly lift the one ton barbell stretching across his gargantuan shoulders and back, but simultaneously seemed to leave his mammoth nuts behind. As his herculean body was propelled upward, Zach’s goliath gonads just stayed in place, and instead his thick and baggy scrotum just stretched longer and longer. The young bull-hung stud had a very modest hang to his nuts naturally, despite their great weight, but had succeeded in stretching them out to 3 or 4 inches from his straining groin on numerous occasions. With the 200-pound kettle bell tearing at his massive nuts, though, his extraordinarily heavy bollocks were almost instantly stretched down a full 3 inches from his crotch. But as Zach lurched upward, that stretch increased to 4 inches, and then 5 inches, and then an astounding 6 inches! It looked as if Zach was going to tear his own balls off in a valiant but vain effort to lift the 200-pound kettle bell with nothing but his spectacular testes! 

Then, at an unbelievable stretch of 6 and a half inches, the massive weight suddenly began to lift off the floor, hauled upward by only the power of a young man’s impossibly strong testicles! 

Zach propelled himself completely upright, his handsome face almost beet red with the strain and the unbelievable agony in his huge nuggies. He paused at the top of the motion, the enormous kettle bell tearing mercilessly at his screaming gonads. Then, with slow and exquisitely precise movements, Zach lowered all of that weight, letting the kettle bell hit the floor before crashing into that weight balls first, a full ton of weight across his massive shoulders only adding to the force of the impact. The 200-pound kettle bell made a thunderous bang when it struck the floor, followed by an equally loud and beefy slap as Zach slammed his bull nuts into the waiting metal sphere. 

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

Zach once again grunted with effort, and hoisted both sets of weights aloft, followed by the inevitable downward crash. 

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

Over and over Zach repeated his powerful and precise movements, ruthlessly stretching out his screaming scrotum and then pummeling his bollocks full force into the unyielding steel sphere. 

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

WHAM!!! SMACK!!!

The young muscle man was drunk on his own incredible power, watching himself in the mirror was he hammered out an unbelievable amount of weight with his legs and balls. He was so powerfully turned on that, on about the 12th rep, his massive, chest-and-belly-slapping clydesdale of a cock began to spontaneously erupt with perhaps his biggest orgasm yet. His pulsating cock began painting thick, sloppy lines of his concentrated man juice from his feet to the wall, and a good 5 or 6 feet up the face of the mirror. So much of the thick ball crude was bursting from his loins that his reflected image soon began to be obscured, the mirror’s surface virtually shellacked with Zach’s supremely thick and chunky goo. 

Zach’s orgasm raged onward as the mighty lad continued to pound out rep after rep, blasting the one ton barbell into the air as he simultaneously hoisted the massive kettle bell with his balls. So much of the outrageously creamy and jellied spunk was squirting out of the young man’s quivering cock that a vast pool of the stuff began to form in front of him, seeping beneath his sneakered feet (the only clothing he wore during these late night sessions) and threatening to make the herculean hunk slip and fall in his own creamy nut paste. 

But Zach maintained his balance, and continued hammering out mega squats throughout his monumental orgasm. In the end, Zach completed 40 reps with the 2,000-pound barbell, TWICE his original goal, before letting the weight fall back into its cradle with a resounding CRASH!!

The mighty Zach continued to stand there, gazing at his sperm-obscured reflection in the mirror, the 200-pound kettle bell still tearing mercilessly at his bruised, battered, and nearly broken balls. The unbearably handsome and masculine young stud then struck a heart stopping double biceps pose in the mirror, flexing every one of his magnificent muscles at the same time, and let out a mighty bellow of power and triumph. 

At that same moment, Zach’s phenomenally massive cock, which had just finished pounding out a heroically massive load not 30 seconds before, started erupting with ANOTHER mighty deluge of spunk. Thick splashing sounds could be heard even over Zach’s triumphant roar as rope after huge rope of fresh stud spunk splattered against the mirror, coating the glass in additional thick layers of the young man’s impossibly copious man spew. 

Zach held that awesome pose for more than a minute while his mighty orgasm thundered through his muscular loins. Only when the last dregs of his colossal load - his 4th of the night - belched and oozed out of the end of his still pulsating cock did Zach finally relent, relaxing his enormous, muscle-girded arms and releasing the snap that held the kettle bell tied to his straining, purple-colored balls. The 200-pound weight instantly plummeted to the ground, landing in the sperm puddle with a loud SPLASH!! and sending sticky slugs of sperm shrapnel in all directions. 

Zach leaned his great muscular bulk over the barbell bar for more than a minute, his mighty chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. He knew he had just completed the most staggeringly brutal ball workout of his life, and he needed a few moments to regain his senses and wrest his raging libido under control. The young bull felt like he could easily pull out another dozen loads then and there, so powerful did he feel after this most recent accomplishment, but he managed to get himself back under control and start cleaning up the enormous mess he had made. 

As he surveyed the great sperm swamp he’d made of his gymnasium, a wry smile crossed the young man’s devastatingly handsome features. It looked like he’d need TWO towel carts to mop up all of his manly gloop… 

While Zach set about cleaning up his enormous explosions of cum with stacks and stacks of bath towels, the hidden intruder was still shuddering in the aftermath of his own unexpected orgasm, having pumped a big load of his own into his black pants. It took all of his will to not make any sound throughout his surprise nut, but it would have been unlikely that Zach would have heard him over his own bellowing and the sounds of the crashing weights, slapping balls, and slugs of cum splishing and splashing all over the place. 

Zach made quick work of the clean up, having had years of practice cleaning up such huge and sticky spills, and was soon finished with the mop and with washing down the mirrors. He began to push the two towel-laden carts toward the laundry room, unaware that the intruder was silently following him, getting ready to make his move. 

Inside the laundry room, Zach had to use all six of his oversized washing machines to accommodate the cum-sodden towels he’d created, but he soon had all six machines packed and started. He retired up to his private quarters, where he took a shower and pulled out three MORE loads in quick succession, still on a power high from his extraordinary physical achievements that night. Afterwards, he fell quickly asleep, fatigue and exhausting finally claiming him, a satiated smile on his handsome and peaceful lips. 

Meanwhile, the intruder acted quickly. He knew it was too late to salvage any of the spunk-laden towels in the first five washing machines, as they’d already begun their cycles, the industrial strength detergent and heavy bleach no doubt having already killed the sperm contained in those towels. Instead, he rushed to the sixth machine, turning it off and flipping open the lid. He’d been just in time; the bleach- and detergent-filled water was already less than a foot from the top, inundating the bulk of the towels already in the machine. But the top few towels looked like they were not yet immersed. 

The intruder took a large black plastic bag out from his belt, opening the bag wide and placing it on top of the neighboring machine’s lid. With gloves of black leather, the man began pulling the top towel out of the washing machine. The towel was surprisingly heavy, utterly soaked with Zach’s thick jizz, and as the intruder pulled it out, dozens of great streamers and thick strings of splooge stretched from the top towel to those below it. Even with the black mask on his face, it was obvious that the intruder was disgusted by the sight, and the unbelievably heady odor of male musk was almost making him gag. But he managed to haul out that first towel, using both hands to steady the cum-dripping cloth, and placed it into the waiting bag. He determined that another two towels were similarly mostly free of bleach and detergent, and hauled those out as well. The other dozen or so towels were too soaked in cleaning products to be of any use, so the intruder closed the machine’s lid, resumed the cycle, and cleaned up any of the splooge and male juices that had been spilled on the machine and the floor in the process. 

The black-clad intruder then placed the plastic bag over his shoulder, and was amazed by its weight. The three towels felt like they weighed in excess of 20 pounds! How was that even POSSIBLE!?! The dark intruder just quietly grunted under his load, and made his way back through the now dark gymnasium. He came to the exit that emptied into a back alley, let himself out, and then locked the door behind him with his own pirated key. He then got onto a waiting motorcycle, and sped off into the night.