Dethroning the King - Chapter 12 (DRAFT) - Draining the Champ

Here is the wettest chapter of the series, where the three villains finally start raping handsome Zach of his overabundant male fluids! :D

And the NEXT chapter is where the real ball busting begins!

Any input / advice / suggestions / story text is highly appreciated. Enjoy!

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Dethroning the King

An original story by Jayse and D.

Chapter 12 - Draining the Champ

After all of the beatings and the effects of the insidious serum coursing through his veins, Zach’s awesome strength has been obliterated, rendering the heroically handsome muscle man completely helpless. His magnificent body is covered in welts and bruises, his massive and once rock hard muscles now soft and swollen after hours of brutal punishments and tortures. The King of the Ring and hero of the people has been defeated, and now lies nearly motionless in the center of the arena floor, panting heavily and barely even conscious. Strangely, almost perversely, Zach looks even more beautiful than ever, the vulnerability of his beautiful and battered body only adding to his appeal. 

And despite all of the hurt and harm that had been inflicted on his fantastically muscular physique, the handsome hunk is sporting the largest and most granite hard boner that any of the thousands of spectators had ever seen! As if his defeat wasn’t humiliating enough, Zach’s greatest secret - the gargantuan size of his genitals - has now been revealed to the shocked and stunned public. 

But Zach’s true humiliation had only just begun… 

All three opponents had received very clear instructions before the match that they were required to drain Zach of his manly fluids as many times as possible before permanently wrecking his nuts. And yes, the destruction of Zach’s magnificent manhood was a foregone conclusion — not only did all three opponents long for the opportunity to nut the handsome bull stud, but the fact that Zach had also gulped down a testicularly fatal dose of the serum guaranteed that his balls’ death was now an inevitability. Nevertheless, none of the three opponents identified as gay, so they weren’t turned on by the idea of jacking off another man, even one as devastatingly handsome and gloriously hung as young Zach. Still, masturbating the hunky hero in front of thousands of fans in the arena and millions more watching at home would cause the young man a great deal of physical and emotional pain and shame, and all three cruel and brutal men were eager to inflict as much hurt as possible on the handsome champ. 

The three opponents start fondling and mauling Zach’s gorgeous body, paying special attention to his cock and balls. Lush streams of clear bull honey have been running down the great length of Zach’s colossal cock, making the thick and vein-gnarled shaft slick and slippery, all the better for jacking by large, calloused hands. These same big hands roughly fondled and kneaded the two gigantic lumps of man meat still concealed inside of Zach’s red trunks, assessing their great weight and density, and enjoying the moist warmth flowing out of the two big orbs. After several minutes of ungentle foreplay, they finally pull those trunks off of Zach’s body and expose his naked orbs to the hungry eyes of the audience and the cameras. Another collective gasp goes up from the crowd as the sheer mammoth size of Zach’s behemoth balls is finally revealed, the two rock-hard lumps resting side by side in their smooth, hairless scrotum, looking bigger than any testicles the audience had ever seen on man or beast. 

At this point, I think IVs should be started in the thick veins coursing over each of the stud’s boulder biceps, so that they can start feeding him the fluids and nutrients he’ll need to keep up with the sperm production that’s going to start accelerating in his balls from the serum. I also think that the bad guys are going to take their time with Zach. They’re not going to be particularly gentle, but they’re not going for any nut bursting action - yet. They’ve been ordered to make Zach cum, and cum a lot, and they’re going to take those orders seriously. 

This would be a good time for lots of descriptions of Zach’s massive cock and balls. For example, Zach’s 16-inch monster cock is so tremendously thick that even Reaper’s massive hands can’t wrap all the way around it, and his nutsac is so huge and bloated that it takes two hands to hold it, even for the Reaper. I’d love more details about Zach’s balls, too, like how they’re a perfectly matched set, beautifully and perfectly formed, and even heavier than they look. Despite their great weight, however, Zach’s nuts don’t hang very low; they’re only about an inch from his crotch. But when one of the big guys wraps his huge hand around the base of that massive sac of nuts, they can force them down an impressive (and erotically painful) distance from Zach’s muscular and chiseled groin. 

Despite the epic (and growing) fullness of his huge nuts and the horniness caused by the serum, Zach tries to hold back his first orgasm for as long as he can. He knows that his ejaculations are freakishly huge compared to those of normal men, and he’s desperate to not bust a nut in front of a live audience and in front of cameras that are live streaming to millions of people at home. But even a super stud like Zach cannot hold out forever, especially with three sets of extremely strong hands roughly handling his swollen and bloated goods, and after perhaps 15 minutes or so, Zach cuts loose with his first volcanic cum load. 

In the several hours since Zach guzzled down a massive overdose of the serum, the already phenomenal rate of his virility has been slowly but steadily accelerating, packing his nuts full with more and more of his oversized sperm. Thus even Zach was unprepared for the sheer size, volume, and ferocity of his first load. There were actually screams heard in the audience as the first titanic jet shot out of Zach’s quivering cock, an almighty streamer of jizz as thick as Zach’s pinky finger and more than 12 feet long. The Annihilator, who had been kneeling at Zach’s feet and roughly kneading his huge bollocks at the time, was struck in the chest by the massive blast of cum. The huge muscle man actually stumbled backwards in shock, surprise, and not a little bit of disgust as Zach painted a thick line of gloopy spew across both of the man’s humongous pecs and over his left shoulder, shooting the rest of his first streamer of spunk nearly all the way to the ringside ropes. 

The next blasts of cum were unobstructed by the muscular wall of the Annihilator’s giant form, and thus were able to sail their full distance to the edge of the arena and beyond, painting thick white stripes all over the arena mat. Each massive jet was as powerful and voluminous as the one before, and shone brilliantly in the overhead lights as they arced majestically over the ring. Zach’s cum was so thick and so concentrated and so heavy that the wet thudding sounds of his splooge striking the mat were audible over the gasps and loud murmurs of the shocked audience. Salvo after salvo after salvo shot from Zach’s colossal cock like some sort of meat cannon, and unbelievable display of hyper masculine virility. Dozens and dozens of thick ropes of cum — more than 50 in all — were festooned across the arena mat in gelatinous rivers and streamers before Zach’s first monstrous cum load came to an end. It looked like every man in the arena had come forward and jacked off a load or two onto the wrestling mat, but incredibly, impossibly, this almighty cum load had come from one set of balls, from a single orgasm, from the most fantastically virile man who had ever lived. 

And this first cum load would prove to be Zach’s SMALLEST ejaculation of the night, for as the serum continued its insidious work, the handsome champ’s loads would keep on getting bigger and bigger and bigger! 

The Annihilator tried to scrape Zach’s first humongous rope of jizz off of his chest, but the thick and chunky goo proved to be so viscous and dense that he only succeeded in smearing it even more evenly across his bloated muscles. Zach’s splooge was thicker than any custard, thicker than paste, thicker than anything the young man had ever shot before, for it was a virtually solid mass of sperm cells, nearly undiluted by any other seminal fluids. It was so thick, in fact, that most men’s groin muscles would not have been strong enough to even pull the jellied goo out of his nuts, let alone shoot the heavy stuff for nearly three dozen feet! 

Though initially disgusted by Zach’s colossal ejaculation, his three opponents quickly get over their revulsion and turn it into something of a game, working over the young man’s huge balls BIG time and milking them of their thick nut juice over and over again. Load after load after colossal load is roughly pulled from Zach’s gigantic giga nuts, each load bigger than the last, coating the arena floor with a soupy morass of chunky stud spunk. 

After the fifth or sixth load, a battered and exhausted Zach starts becoming even more horrified than ever before. He still knows nothing about the serum that he drank, and thus is shocked and terrified by the size and ferocity of his ever-increasing loads. Even HE has never before cum this much in so short a period of time! He knows that something must be wrong, but he doesn’t know what. 

Meanwhile, his powerhouse nuts keep on churning out nut butter faster and faster, ready with a fresh load of stud slop within mere minutes after blowing his previous load. In less than an hour, Zach has already cum 15 times, and everything within 30 feet of the hunky stud is completely coated with his spew, including the stud himself. All three of his opponents are drenched in his sticky and chunky jizz, long ropes of the stuff are hanging from the ropes, and even the 20-foot-wide apron surrounding the ring is splattered with large puddles and ropes of the stuff, stopping just shy of the front row seats and the nearest audience members. The whole auditorium positively reeks of Zach’s sex juice, the scent a heady mixture of chestnuts, pancake batter, hints of bleach, and a musky, gamey odor that is distinctive to Zach himself. 

The small, 6-inch-wide sieve drain in the center of the arena floor is working overtime trying to drain the gargantuan lake of Zach spunk accumulating on the mat. In previous matches, this drain has functioned countless times to drain the blood and entrails off the arena floor after particularly bloody events, the janitors using high-powered hoses to sluice away the residue of defeat. But for this match, the drain was serving an entirely different purpose. Supreme Leader Gustav Billings knew just how valuable Zach’s seminal emissions were, a true “white gold”, so he intended to harvest as much of the thick stuff as possible during the match. Hidden beneath the mat were a complex series of pipes, pumps, and suction devices, whisking Zach’s baby batter into waiting storage containers that could then be cryogenically frozen, creating a stockpile (or a “spunkpile”, as Gustav jokingly called it) of the young man’s priceless genetic legacy. 

For after tonight, Gustav will possess the sole supply of Zach’s man juice. 

Gustav had several near-term uses in mind for Zach’s powerful splooge, but his main plan would be to hoard his spunkpile for the next several decades, until the Fertility Plague had become a true worldwide crisis and humanity cried out for a solution to avoid extinction. Then, he would be able to sell tiny vials of Zach’s thick effluvium for outrageous sums to the rich and powerful, trading Zach’s genetic material for ever more power and influence. Who knows — Supreme Leader Gustav Billings could conceivably leverage his monopoly on humanity’s salvation to become the first person ever to establish dominance over the entire planet! 

But such plans required an enormous supply of Zach’s thick baby batter. Thus was Gustav’s brilliant scheme born — having his inside man spike Zach’s drink with the special spunk-accelerating serum, having his three muscular goons jack off the handsome hunk endlessly on the arena stage, and suctioning up all of that precious fluid into the collection containers. Heck, the Supreme Leader even had a team waiting in the wings once the match finally ended to go around the concrete floor of the arena apron and scrape up every last ounce of sperm there as well. Gustav knew from the experiments conducted on Zach’s first stolen batch of jizz that the vast bulk of his sperm cells could easily survive for hours on the cold cement floor and remain completely viable. Gustav intended to collect every drop of spunk that he could from this prime stud bull. 

The raping of Zach’s loins goes on for hours, with the three cruel opponents taunting and jeering at the defeated champion throughout his painful and humiliating ordeal, all while the young man’s millions of fans are forced to watch the horror unfold either in person or from their television screens. Literally GALLONS of splooge had already been secretly harvested beneath the stage, with gallons more on the arena floor and the surrounding concrete apron just waiting to be vacuumed up. 

As time went by, Zach’s gargantuan genitals started to very slowly swell to even more obscene and impossible dimensions. At first, it just looked like his cock and balls were getting puffy and swollen from extreme overuse, and it was true that Zach’s bull cock was indeed becoming red and somewhat raw from the hours of rough manhandling. But the truth was far more shocking — the serum was starting to go to work on the very structure of Zach’s sexual plumbing, forcing his cock and balls to start to grow and add even more mass in order to manufacture and ejaculate ever larger volumes of his robust and super potent sperm. 

Zach’s genitals were already so insanely oversized that it was difficult at first for most people to tell that they had grown even bigger. But eventually, even the most unobservant could tell that Zach’s junk was swelling larger and larger. His already monstrous cock had grown thicker and longer, the veins running up and down the gnarled shaft bloating bigger and bigger until they looked like they would burst right out of the skin. The head of his naturally 16-inch bull cock used to slap against his corrugated abs just below the mighty overhang of his thick, thick pecs, but now the bloated, purple glans was smacking him mid chest, meaning it had to have grown at least 3 or even 4 inches in length! Below that purple cock head, the entire shaft was an angry shade of red, the skin stretched tighter than a drum over all of that rock hard beef, looking like it could split open at any moment. Zach had already been too big to fuck any human orifice — now, he was too big to fuck ANYthing! 

But the stupendous growth of his mighty horse cock paled in comparison to the growth that had been inflicted on Zach’s behemoth balls. The young man had already been blessed with a super human virility and gonads more than ten times the size and mass of a typical healthy human male. After consuming an overdose of the special serum, Zach’s virility was being cranked up to truly mythic levels, and his mighty balls were striving to grow and create even more testicular tissue to keep up with the demand. Zach’s ostrich-egg sized nuts, already bigger than the bollocks on a prized Brahma bull, grew larger and larger as the hours ticked by, and soon had more than doubled in mass and heft until they were bigger than dinosaur eggs, approaching bowling balls in size but weighing even more than the 12-pound bowling balls they resembled. They had grown so large, in fact, that they strained the capacity of Zach’s smooth scrotum to contain them. Both monstrous bollocks now hugged the base of the young man’s utterly towering horse cock, the scrotal skin stretched so tightly across their vast mass that the fine tracery of bluish veins on the surface of those two mammoth orbs could be seen through the overstretched sac skin. 

A hungry-eyed Gustav took special interest and delight in the rapidly swelling size of Zach’s monster nuts. The dictator had been wondering even before this match began how the serum would affect Zach — would his insanely tough balls be able to last for days and days on end, or would the virility accelerator in the serum quickly redline the lad’s already fabled virility to terminal levels. It was now clear that the latter was taking place. The handsome champ’s balls were already growing so fast that there was no WAY they were going to break the current three-day record of survival. In fact, the continued life expectancy of those insanely virile bollocks could very likely be measured in just hours, not days. Even if the three muscular opponents did nothing more to Zach and his powerhouse nuts, those behemoth orbs looked like they would likely reach critical mass in just a few hours, exploding under their own goliath weight and size. 

Of course, Gustav Billings had no intention of letting Zach’s status as an alpha bull stud end so easily. 

And STILL the epic masturbation of Zach’s loins continued, pumping ever larger volumes of white hot man lava all over the stage. Zach is now shooting so much splooge, and it is so fantastically concentrated and thick with his clotted spunk, that it actually HURTS to orgasm. But the handsome young man has no choice, as load after load is forced from his spasming and swelling nuts. His orgasms have gotten longer and longer, and the time between loads shorter and shorter, until the muscle hunk is finally experiencing the painful and legendary nirvana of a continuous, unending orgasm, a cum-junkie’s wildest fantasy come to life! 

The shocked audience has become almost numb to the sight of their greatest hero being forced into some sort of tantric orgasmic state, pumping out truly impossible quantities of stud sperm all over the arena. Gustav had been monitoring the crowd’s energy and reactions closely, and being the consummate showman that he was, he knew when it was time to move on to the next step of the night’s entertainment. He had already collected far, far more of the stud’s sperm than he could have ever hoped for, so it was time for the next phase of the hunk’s torture and humiliation — the slow breakdown and destruction of his titanic testicles!