College Carnival Carnage - Part 4

College Carnival Carnage

Based on an Original Story by Sack Stomper

DARIUS

“Hey Billy, give another a guy a crack, will ya?” yet another deep, masculine voice said. 

Big Billy chuckled when he saw the darkly handsome form of Darius step out of the crowd. The tall and heavily muscled young man was the star batter on the university’s baseball team, and with his massive, powerful, and muscle-corded arms, it was no wonder that the gorgeous, dark-skinned stud had set a new record for the number of home runs scored during the previous baseball season. 

Darius’ clothing looked painted onto his body, from the blue jeans hugging his long, muscular legs and meaty bubble butt to the three-quarter-length, pale gray crew neck shirt that clung like a second skin to his massive pecs, enormous shoulders, and gargantuan arms, and was tapered to cling to his tight, waspish waist as well. Darius wore a red baseball cap on his shaved head, the color contrasting nicely with his flawless dark skin and chocolate colored eyes. The baseball stud was just as tall as Travis at 6’4”, and though he wasn’t as massively muscular as the younger football hunk, he had a very impressive physique indeed, weighing a lean and very muscular 270 pounds. 

Darius was also holding a heavy-duty aluminum baseball bat in his big right hand, and as he walked forward, he casually swung and twirled the large bat through the air. 

“What do we have here?” a smiling Darius said as he walked up to within just a couple of feet of the bound blond muscle hunk. “DAMN, dude! Your muscles are fucking HUGE!! You’re even giving Big Billy here a run for his money, and that’s SAYIN’ something! But I gotta say, it’s what you’ve got throbbing between your legs that’s REALLY impressive!” 

Darius lifted up his aluminum bat and lightly tapped the business end of the club against the side of Travis’ enormous cock shaft a couple of times, testing its rock hard turgor and springy resistance. “Geezus, son, your mom fuck a CLYDESDALE or something?! I’ve got a full 12 inches of thick man meat swingin’ between my legs, a real pussy buster, but your monster dick is even thicker and longer than MINE!! And HARDER, too!! What is that? 14 inches?! 15!?!?! Dude, you’ve gotta have one of the biggest fucking cocks in the WORLD! And on a WHITE boy no less!! That just ain’t right!” 

“But what the holy FUCK do you have stuffed in these briefs?!” an incredulous Darius said as he inspected the unspeakably enormous bulge straining out of Travis’ pale blue underwear. “Gawd DAMN but that’s a huge set of balls!! Bigger ’n anything I’ve ever seen on man or beast! I guess your teammates were right on the money when they nicknamed you ‘Bull!’ But even a big stud bull would be jealous of the set of door knockers you’ve got clacking between your legs, boy!” 

Darius lifted up the end of his bat and lightly tapped the unbelievably heavy underside of Travis’ pouch, gently bouncing the outrageously swollen pair of nuts in his straining briefs. Travis couldn’t help but wince in pain, as even the lightest touch caused his battered balls a great deal of fiery agony. “And tender, too! That’s good! Means that they’re still alive… which means that they can suffer even MORE pain!” 

“But let’s see what we’re dealing with here,” Darius said as he hooked the fingers of his left hand into the waistband of the trembling footballer’s undershorts. With one quick, powerful yank, Darius tore the overstretched underwear apart, ripping the thin cotton fabric right off of the blond stud’s heaving, sweaty, muscular body. Travis’ huge bull cock slapped back against his washboard abs with a loud SMACK, but his mammoth balls seemed to just tumble toward the ground. It almost looked at first like they weren’t even attached to the young man’s body as they plummeted toward the sand, but they were quickly drawn up short by the unusually long fleshy tethers that anchored them to his magnificent body. And with his mighty bollocks now freed from their cotton prison and hanging in the open air, the crowd could get its first look at the damage that had been done to the massive orbs. 

Travis’ gargantuan balls hung extremely low in their battered sac, hanging a good four inches below the incredibly thick base of his bloated and veiny bull cock. The neck of his elongated scrotum looked very narrow compared to the unbelievably massive double sphere of nuts sitting in the bottom of his fleshy pouch, but in truth that stretched out neck was actually quite large. The all-important cords and cables and blood vessels that attached Travis’ stud balls to the rest of his glorious body were far thicker than average — a necessary accommodation to carry the tremendous weight of his oversized bollocks — and those bundled tethers were bunched tightly together inside the thick neck of his scrotal sac. 

The balls themselves were grotesquely swollen, having ballooned to almost three times their normally bigger-than-mango-sized stature. It was hard to find a comparison for Travis’ balls in the natural world, for they had bloated as large as the biggest of breadfruit, and strained the capacity of even his oversized nutsac to contain them. Even worse, however, were the dark and shiny bruises covering almost every square inch of the young man’s colossal gonads. Both behemoth orbs were an angry dark red mottled with a deep and rich purple, visual evidence of the extreme trauma the mighty man nuts had already endured. Thick purple veins, almost as big as the ones snaking up the colossal length of Travis’ monster penis, covered the vast curved expanse of both gigantic orbs, making them look even more mean and powerful and intensely masculine. 

There was no doubt that Travis’ huge blond balls had sustained some truly epic damage, and might already be wrecked beyond recovery. But it was also plainly evident that neither of the young man’s mighty nuts had actually ruptured and burst, a fact which stunned and awed every single person in the large crowd, including the young man’s assailants. Travis may have been facing the very real threat of losing his mammoth bollocks forever, but if there was any consolation he could take from his predicament, it was that he had already proven that he had what must be the toughest nuts in the world, a true set of ‘balls of steel!’ Not that they would be lasting much longer, if Darius had anything to say about it… 

Darius reached forward one big hand and roughly gripped Travis’ sagging left testicle, pulling the massive orb forward and upward for closer inspection. Travis hissed through his gag at the pain, and steeled himself for even greater agony as Darius roughly kneaded and squeezed the unbelievably tender bollock in his meaty hand, rolling the huge, swollen nut in his overflowing palm and pressing his thumb into the softening ball meat to look for any sign of weakness. 

“Mmm!” Darius hummed appreciatively. “This fucker is HEAVY! Even heavier than it looks! Damn, this young dude is fucking UNREAL!!” 

The handsome athlete then started closing his strong, thick fingers around as much of that meaty flesh as he could, squeezing harder and harder as he watched his large digits sink deep into the traumatized tissues. “This thing is getting real soft, boys!” Darius announced to the other athletes surrounding the bound and terrified Travis, indicating the enormous testicle filling his large palm to overflowing. “Don’t think it can take too much more before blowing apart.” 

Darius let go of Travis’ left ball, watching as it fell heavily to the bottom of his sac and rubbed up against its equally swollen and battered brother. The handsome black stud gazed down at the blond’s magnificent package for a few more moments, as if searing it into his memory, before twirling his baseball bat in the air a few times. 

“Yeah, I think it’s time we test just how strong this bull’s massive manhood REALLY is!” 

With that, Darius planted his feet shoulder width apart, took hold of the bat handle with both hands, and cocked the bat back behind his head. Travis’ big blue eyes grew wide in terror, and he shook his handsome head from side to side in a desperate attempt to get the big baseball star to stop. A wicked smile played across Darius’ handsome, masculine face, and then he swung the baseball bat through a wide, powerful arc. 

THWACK!!!

A loud, beefy retort could be heard as the baseball bat slammed into the left side of Travis’ rock hard cock shaft. Travis cried out at the sharp, stinging pain as his massive schlong careened wildly to the right with the force of the blow, but then immediately snapped back to attention, quivering slightly as it resumed its previous position, locked and loaded and pointing proudly skyward. 

THUMP!!!

Darius struck the gigantic boner from the other side, making it swing wildly in the other direction, droplets of clear precum splattering across the sand as if from some sort of lawn sprinkler. 

THUD!!!

Darius struck that behemoth bone again… 

THWOCK!!! 

…and again… 

THWAP!!! 

…and again! 

SMACK!!!

Each blow resulted in a loud and meaty impact of steel on beef, and Travis’ beautiful, majestic, and utterly massive penis was forced to absorb every bit of each impact. The mammoth organ bounced and thrashed around wildly with every blow, flexing and throbbing reflexively as it snapped back to proud attention each time. The distended and hyper engorged tissues began to redden wherever Darius struck, a sure sign of some epic bruising that would come later, and Darius made sure to strike every mouth-watering inch of that monumental cock from root to tip as he hammered the young man’s fuck stick dozens and dozens of times. 

Darius took particular delight in hitting Travis’ huge, bulbous cock head. The enormous helmet-shaped sphere of his glans reminded Darius of a baseball, only slightly larger and more spongy. The muscular young baseball player put extra strength and power into his strikes at Travis’ cock head, trying to see if he could pop that massive glans right off the top of the footballer’s mighty cock shaft and send the severed bulb of meat sailing over the carnival tents. But Travis’ thick fuck meat proved to be just as insanely tough as the rest of the young man’s magnificent body, and refused to be torn apart. 

Nevertheless, the eagerly swinging Darius was inflicting some serious damage to the blond bull’s mammoth meat. Angry red welts were appearing all over its vein-gnarled length as the impact zones began to overlap and multiply, and the thick and fibrous tissues began to swell slightly under all of the abuse. Darius gave special focus to the base of Travis’ ultra thick cock, hitting him again and again right where the top of his stretched-out scrotum met the base of the finger-thick cum tube running the length of the underside of Travis’ wide, wide cock shaft. Darius hammered this region again and again and again, really trying to scramble the young man’s interior plumbing and inflict as much pain and damage as possible. 

The huge black athlete even swung his bat straight down on top of Travis’ humongous dick, almost like he was trying to hammer a massive tent spike into the earth. Any one of these blows would have shattered another man’s cock due to the ferocious power behind each brutal swing. As it was, Darius more than half expected Travis’ cock to snap in half, collapse like an accordion, or even split itself lengthwise from tip to base like he was splitting a log. But instead, Travis proved his Alpha Male status yet again, his mighty cock enduring and surviving each and every blow like a champ, and continuing to point proudly and defiantly heavenward despite the unbelievably brutal beating it was taking. 

Darius began to intersperse his battering cock blows with strikes to Travis’ impossibly huge and heavy-hanging nutsac. Unlike the blows struck by the previous athletes, Darius did not hammer the young man’s blond balls against the backboard. The baseball stud knew that those heavily damaged orbs likely wouldn’t survive much longer if they were crushed against the solid wooden boards again, and he was in no huge rush for the ‘fun and games’ to end. Darius therefore instead struck the wounded balls from above, below, and either side, smacking them brutally hard with the thick business end of his aluminum baseball bat. The big black stud imagined that the blond lad’s balls were a pair of ridiculously oversized baseballs, and he kept trying to hit them out of the ballpark. Even without hammering Travis’ huge nuts against the backboard, these ball blows were still unbelievably brutal, and would have reduced almost any other man’s balls to mush with just a handful of blows. Travis’ almighty globes somehow continued to survive, however, even as they were repeatedly struck so hard that they looked like they would rip right out of his bruised and tattered nut bag! 

THWAP!! THUMP!! THUD!! SMACK!! THOK!! CRACK!! THWACK!!! THOMP!!! 

Darius swung away with abandon, heedless of the damage he was causing to the young muscle man’s battered manhood. The black man’s blows were steadily wearing down what little strength remained in Travis’ grotesquely bruised and swollen bollocks, while at the same time trying — so far, unsuccessfully — to break the young man’s colossal bull cock. Travis continued to howl and bray in almost unimaginable agony, and his struggles were so intense that sweat was pouring off of his massive, blood-engorged muscles in rivers, dripping to the sands below. The blond football stud’s manhood was being slowly and steadily demolished right before the crowd’s disbelieving eyes! 

After what had to be more than ten full minutes of violent cock and ball beating, Darius paused in his assault to once again feel up on Travis’ pummeled nuts, gripping them one at a time and thoroughly squeezing and fondling them. The young man’s behemoth bollocks were even softer and squishier than before, putting up almost no resistance to his clutching fingers as they sank deep into the traumatized tissues. 

“Oh shit, Dawg!” Darius exclaimed with a laugh. “I’ve fucking thrashed and TRASHED these big bull balls of yours! Really roughed ‘em up something good! Man, there’s hardly ANY firmness let in these fuckers, but they STILL haven’t burst!! Amazing!! But I really don’t think they can take any more…” 

Darius cradled both of Travis’ huge blond balls in his dark, muscular hands for several minutes more, reveling in their awesome size and weight, and their profoundly battered appearance. Judging from the massive tube-shaped object snaking down the left leg of his super tight jeans, it appeared that Darius was deeply turned on by having the young muscle man’s entire sex life literally in the palms of his hands, and the power that he had over the handsome long stud’s future as an intact male was almost dizzying. Finally, however, Darius dropped both of Travis’ balls, letting the hideously swollen bollocks drop unceremoniously back to the bottom of their pouch, before turning to his fellow athletes and co-conspirators once again. 

“Yeah, we’ve racked his sac something good boys. But do you think he’s had enough? Do you think this muscle-bound pretty boy has learned his lesson? Should we let him keep whatever is left of his oversized nuts, or should we finish what we started and totally wreck this dude’s bull balls for good?” 

An eager chorus of deep-voiced young males cried out, “NUT HIM!!” “WRECK HIM!!” “BREAK HIS FAT BALLS!!” “RUIN HIM!!” “POUND THOSE BALLS FLAT!!” “BURST THOSE FUCKERS!!” 

Darius flashed a dazzling white smile as he chuckled and said, “I was HOPING you all would say that!” He picked up his baseball bat and started casually twirling it through the air again as he addressed Travis. “Well stud, looks like it’s time to break those big balls of yours. Try not to take it personally — we just couldn’t have a huge-dicked bull stud like you making the rest of us look bad. Besides, you had one hell of a good run as an Alpha Muscle Bull. I sure hope that you enjoyed it while it lasted…” 

He chuckled malevolently as he gripped the bat in both hands and began winding up for another blow. This time, unlike his previous blows, he was clearly aiming to strike Travis’ bloated balls face on, smashing them against the hard wooden backstop. And in their sorry, mangled state, it was clear that the young man’s behemoth balls couldn’t hope to survive. At the same time, the young man’s traitorous cock throbbed harder and thicker than it had ever been in the football stud’s life, slick and glistening with his clear precum and looking for all the world like it was actually about to hit orgasm at any moment! 

“Bye bye balls!” Darius taunted as he swung the bat with all of his might. 

CRATCH!!!!

Travis’ blue eyes almost bugged out of his head as he let out a bloodcurdling scream. The whole backboard shook with the force of the blow, and even more splinters of wood broke free as the bat sank deep into the mushy balls, crushing them almost completely flat. The bloated orbs quivered like jelly-filled balloons as the offending bat was removed from their battered interiors, and though they quickly bloated back, the twin testes were starting to take on a rather deflated, lumpy appearance. 

SPLUNCH!!!!

The next blow was even more devastating, and every one of Travis’ massive muscles stood out in flexed, shredded, stunning relief as the inhuman agony racked his glorious form. Darius could actually FEEL fractures forming in the failing walls of those spectacularly tough and resilient man nuts, and he knew with perfect certainty that his next blow would spell certain doom for the crumbling testicles. It was his last chance to spare Travis from permanent emasculation, from being forced to live out the rest of his life as a nutless eunuch. 

But Darius had made up his mind WEEKS ago — Travis could not be allowed to continue to live with such a spectacularly massive set of bull balls swinging proudly between his massively muscular legs. 

Darius cocked back his baseball bat and flexed his enormous, powerful arms, and visualized striking Travis’ gigantic balls and sending them into low-Earth orbit. He then focused all of his awesome strength into those two huge arms, and swung the bat with every ounce of his might. 

CRA-CRUNCH!!!!

A deafening retort of cracked beams and shattered wood echoed like a thunderclap over the stunned and horrified audience. And as Darius’ metal bat fell away, there at first appeared to be nothing at all left where Travis’ massive ball bag had once hung. The big sac and the two battered bollocks were simply… gone! 

As all eyes peered toward the vacant space beneath Travis’ mammoth cock, they could see that Darius’ last blow had actually torn a ragged, 6-inch-diameter hole THROUGH the backboard, pulverizing hardwood planks that were more than two inches thick! Whatever shattered remains of Travis’ big, beautiful balls were now hanging on the OTHER side of the broken backboard!!

But as loud as the sound was of the metal baseball bat striking the young man’s pulped and pummeled balls, it was nearly drowned out by the deep, thundering, baritone ROAR of agony wrenched from Travis’ huge lungs. An atomic bomb had just detonated in the munched and broken remains of the blond’s behemoth balls, sending fiery white spikes of inhuman pain shooting through his muscular belly. Even the meanest, cruelest badass in the crowd shuddered and took a stumbling step back at the sound of Travis’ deep, rumbling bellow of unforgettable pain. The quivering and quaking recoil of the young man’s gigantic muscles was a beautiful and terrible sight to behold, for they had just witnessed the muscular young paragon’s titanic manhood get obliterated right before their very eyes. 

The full gravity of what had just happened began to sink in. Even most of the athlete assailants began to snap out of their mob mentality, realizing the cruel severity of what they’d just done to another helpless young man. Regret began to fall hard on the heels of their raucous jubilation, and some of the young man began to back up, as if to both mentally and physically distance themselves from the scene. 

Then, a couple of heartbeats later, the incredible happened. 

Travis’ gargantuan horse cock gave a mighty, muscular lurch, and then another, and then another. And on the fourth mighty throb, a blindingly white rope of cum shot forth from the distended tip of the young man’s bruised and battered cock with almost unimaginable force. The unbelievably massive wad of cum looked to be thick as a finger and nearly a dozen feet long, and it streaked out over the warm sand in a great, graceful arc of top quality male essence. The first blast had barely cleared the head of Travis’ pulsating cock before a second, titanic bolt of creamy white cum shot forth with equal size and vigor, painting a second thick line of slick and chunky stud seed across the ground. 

What followed was an unimaginably epic orgasm, and a sight that none of the hundreds of young men present would ever forget for the rest of their lives. 

Jet after rope after impossibly huge streamer of white bull bullion pumped out of Travis’ heroically throbbing and thundering cock in a shocking display of super human virility. One shot followed so closely on the heels of another that they formed an almost unbroken river of lush male virility, painting thick lines of man cream across the tawny sands. It was an utterly impossible amount of splooge for ANY man to shoot, even the fantastically gifted Travis, and it almost seemed like the young muscle bull must be emptying the very contents of his meaty balls! There was no other way to explain the sheer VOLUME of the stuff!! 

But that very volume begged an even bigger question — how? HOW was it possible for a man to shoot ANY load, let alone the titanic deluge of thick and potent sperm rocketing forth from Travis’ shuddering loins, without a viable, functioning set of balls to power it!?! The answer to that question very quickly dawned in the mind of every stunned man present. Travis’ mighty balls were still ALIVE, and still intact enough to power the most outrageously copious cum load these men would ever see in their lives. The young blond’s behemoth balls might be dying, mortally wounded and beyond repair, but if so then they were going to go out with one hell of a bang! 

On and on Travis’ monumental orgasm raged, his freakishly engorged fuck tool pumping out well over a score of utterly colossal ropes of cum before the size of the epic spunk wads began to slowly taper and diminish. Even then, Travis shot at least another dozen gradually lessening slugs of cum before his super human ejaculation came to an end, with even the smallest spurt of cum large enough to make even the most talented and virile porn star green with envy. 

By the time Travis’ orgasm finally came to an end and the last slug of cum splattered onto the sun-warmed sands, a hush had fallen over the awed and stunned crowd. The only sounds were Travis’ own grunts and groans of pain and exhaustion, and the SPLUT-SPLASH-SPLOOSH sounds of the dregs of the young man’s gargantuan load leaking out of his rock hard cock and dripping heavily to the cum-soaked sands below. 

Darius was the first to react, snapping out of his temporary paralysis. He reached forward and grabbed the thick neck of Travis’ nutbag where it disappeared into the hole in the backboard, and began pulling the young man’s nuts back through the jagged hole. The blond muscle man’s nuts were so grossly swollen by this point that Darius had to haul them through the hole one by one, and even then the mushy orbs had to squeeze and contort to fit through the ragged opening in the wall. The handsome black athlete then dropped the heavy bag, and everyone had their first chance to gawk at the mangled man meat. 

Travis’ big bull balls were now a sorry sight indeed. Gone were their firm, ovoid shapes and healthy pink color. The young man’s balls were now positively lumpy and misshapen, barely recognizable as a pair of human testicles at all, and their color had become a mottled purple that was so dark in places as to appear almost black. But despite the hideously brutal beating they had endured, Travis’ balls were still a powerfully virile and erotic sight, particularly because they STILL formed two distinct, roughly spheroid shapes within their battered pouch! Yes, impossible as it may have seemed, Darius’ final, devastating blow had NOT succeeded in breaking Travis’ mighty balls, and the two fantastically tough and resilient orbs were still somehow intact, if only just barely! No one knew what could possibly be holding the structural integrity of those two massive sex organs together at this point, but there was no denying the fact that they were still alive! 

“What the…?” whispered Darius, his chocolate brown eyes bugging open wide at the sight of Travis’ still living and throbbing bull balls. His knew that last hammer blow with the metal baseball bat would have shattered CONCRETE, so he couldn’t even BEGIN to comprehend how Travis’ big, beautiful bollocks could still be alive. It just wasn’t POSSIBLE! 

“Step aside little man!” the huge form of Big Billy barked as he shouldered the much smaller baseball player out of the way. “This is a job for a REAL man!”