College Carnival Carnage - Part 6

College Carnival Carnage

Based on an Original Story by Sack Stomper

REVENGE OF THE NERD

The entire crowd was startled by the thunderous crack of a gun shot. The men quickly parted to reveal the form of a slender young man striding furiously onto the cum-spattered sands. The handsome young nerd had returned, and this time he was armed with a pistol, which he now pointed directly at the no-longer-grinning Billy. 

Hope surged in Travis’ massive chest as he saw the slender pretty boy take aim at his mammoth assailant. He was going to be rescued after all!! The sight of the sexy young lad, with his dark hair and exquisitely-formed features, made Travis’ rampant bull cock flex even harder than before, and the battered and exhausted blond realized that the mere sight of the young man was almost enough to make him cum, despite all that he had been through! 

“ENOUGH!!” the handsome nerd shouted. “This ends now! I’ve already called the police, and they should be here any minute! In the meantime, Billy, I want you to drop that ball right now!!” 

A slow smile played across Billy’s handsome, brutish features as he said, “Whatever you say, kid.” 

And then he dropped the second shot put. 

Everyone present would later attest that time seemed to pass in epic slow motion. All eyes watched as the huge, 46-pound lead ball slowly dropped from Billy’s upraised hand, and then fell approximately 4 or 5 feet… to collide directly into Travis’ defenseless and utterly vulnerable right ball. 

The results were devastating and immediate. The tumbling shot put instantly pancaked Travis’ fractured bollock, and a muffled CLUNK!! could be heard as the two lead weights clanked against one another, with the mammoth nut trapped in between. Travis shrieked in inhuman agony as he felt his right ball simply explode inside of its sac, the battered, fragile orb no longer able to sustain itself against this final onslaught. The pain was so intense that Travis finally, mercifully, passed out, his mind no longer able to endure yet another brutality to his ruined manhood. 

At that same moment, his rock hard bull cock erupted in its SECOND monumental orgasm, an orgasm that proved to be very nearly as voluminous and volcanic as the record-shattering load he’d pumped out not 15 minutes before! The combination of the blond bull’s hyper arousal at seeing his dark-haired, nerdy rescuer and the fateful obliteration of his hulking right nut proved to be simply too much for the young man’s overactive virility to endure, and the handsome muscle beast purged his loins yet again. It was a fitting swan song for the most spectacularly gifted male endowment in human history… 

AFTERWORD

The police and paramedics arrived just a few minutes later. By then, Dmitry, the handsome, dark-haired nerd, had corralled Kevin, Darius, Billy, and the other athlete assailants over to one side, and the other young men in the crowd had begun tying them up. More than 40 young men were arrested that day, most of whom would later be charged and convicted on aggravated assault and battery charges. All were expelled from the university, and the three main culprits — Kevin, Darius, and Billy — did jail time. For the three athletic super stars, all hopes for a career in sports were dashed, and their bright futures destroyed. 

While the police rounded up the assailants and started taking statements from the hundreds of spectators, the paramedics rushed to the bound blond super stud’s aid. What they saw shocked even the most hardened and jaded among them, and several of the EMTs began vomiting at the horrible sight. The young unconscious man was the ultimate paragon of male beauty, devastatingly handsome and with a physique that even Superman would have envied. But hanging incongruously between the gorgeous stud’s fantastically muscular legs was a mangled set of monstrously oversized genitals. Travis’ magnificent cock had finally grown soft, and the bruised and battered tube of man meat hung heavy and limp over his busted and broken balls. 

It was the state of the young man’s bull balls that so shocked and horrified the paramedics. Even in their healthy form, Travis’ testicles were so tremendously huge that they would have startled and awed anyone who saw them. But now, battered, pulverized, black and blue, and swollen to three times their normal size, Travis’ balls didn’t look remotely human, nor did it appear that either one of his nuts could possibly still be alive. The right side of his sac looked to contain nothing more than formless mush, and while the left side looked to contain a still-unruptured nut, the orb was so lumpy and misshapen that it appeared unlikely to have any chance of recovery. 

Dmitry had never left Travis’ side, and with the paramedics help, they finally got the stud’s massive, unconscious form untied from the broken backboard. It took six full-grown men to hoist the dead weight of the blond’s heroically muscular form onto a gurney, and then they rushed him to a waiting ambulance. No one questioned Dmitry’s presence as he climbed into the ambulance beside the unconscious muscle god, and the ambulance sped off to the hospital. 

Over the next few days, Dmitry never left Travis’ side, staying with him day and night, consulting with the doctors and nurses, and keeping vigil over the fallen football hero. Thus it was that, when Travis first opened his baby blue eyes several days after the assault, the first thing he saw was Dmitry’s handsome face staring down at him, adoration and concern plain on his angelic features. The look on Travis’ devastatingly handsome face, a look of wonder and gratitude, made Dmitry blush and start to turn away, but Travis reached up one massive hand and gently grasped the smaller man’s chin and turned him back to face him. With a deep and emotion-thick voice, Travis simply said, “Thank you.” 

And then, to Dmitry’s complete shock and surprise, Travis rose up on one elbow, wrapped his enormous hand around the back of the other man’s head, and pulled him in for the deepest, longest, most passionate kiss that the slender lad could have ever imagined. 

Thus, the epic romance between Travis and his knight in shining armor, Dmitry, was born. 

The two anxious young men had several more days to wait, however, before they learned the fate of Travis’ pulverized genitals. For the entire medical staff, the first few days had been very touch-and-go in regard to the young man’s massive endowment, and several of the doctors wanted to amputate the lad’s entire nutsac right away to save the young man from possible gangrene. Dmitry ended up being the most vocal opponent to that move, and ultimately his stand saved Travis’ manhood a second time, as the doctors chose a ‘wait and see’ position instead. 

The injuries to Travis’ magnificent member, though substantial, proved to be completely superficial, and it was clear almost from the very start that his massive phallus would make a full recovery. It was the lad’s titanic testes that were the true worry. The medical staff could do nothing but ice the battered, bloated sac and hope for the best. The worst of the swelling began to subside after the first couple of days, and as his sac began to take on a more normal size, two distinct ovoid lumps began to take shape. 

The doctors started to become guardedly hopeful that some portion of Travis’ enormous left bollock may have survived, but from the very start, they had zero hope for his right nut, the one that had suffered the final insult and indignity of being crushed and pulverized between the two 46-pound shot put balls. But as the days wore on and the appearance of his right ball continued to improve, the shocked and stunned medical staff had to admit that it looked like two fully healthy and hale male sexual organs were hanging between the young man’s titanic thighs. 

Only a week after the assault, both of Travis’ behemoth balls appeared to have made a complete recovery! The speed of their recovery was deemed nothing short of miraculous. Both orbs were now as tough and dense and solid as they had been at the start of that fateful day, and other than some mild, fading bruising and continuing tenderness, there was not a single visible sign that the twin testes had been taken to the very brink of destruction such a short time ago. 

In the end, all that was left to test was whether Travis’ nuts were still functional. The doctors cautioned both young men that Travis’ virility had likely taken a significant hit by the brutal assault, and they warned the young muscle bull that he might be permanently sterile or even impotent after the trials and travails his balls had suffered. But, with Dmitry’s eager and breathless help, Travis was able to produce a truly spectacular sperm sample, one that rivaled his emissions from the previous week, and a tiny fraction of his sample was sent off to the lab for testing. All that they could do at that point was wait… 

The next day, the test results came back… and Travis’ virility was literally off the fucking charts! No sample of his virility had been taken prior to his assault, of course, so there was no baseline to compare to. But if Travis HAD suffered any loss to his staggering fecundity, there was no concern from the medical staff, as the young man was several orders of magnitude more virile than any other man ever tested! The blond muscle bull proved to be a medical marvel in every way possible, and the doctors would only scratch their collective heads and smile as they discharged the hulking athlete and his overjoyed boyfriend the next day. 

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Travis’ return to the university caused quite a stir, as did his obvious infatuation with his rescuer, Dmitry. But as the weeks went by, the uproar died down, and things returned to a new normal. 

Travis and Dmitry moved in together within just a few weeks of Travis’ release from the hospital, renting a spacious one-bedroom apartment off campus. The pair were virtually inseparable, and went almost everywhere together. Dmitry even started going to the gym with the much, much larger Travis, determined to be his workout partner. And amazingly, with Travis as his trainer, Dmitry’s body soon began to explode with newly-grown muscle of its own. The handsome, 5-foot, 10-inch pretty boy was quickly blossoming from a scrawny weakling to an impressive muscle stud himself. 

Of course, his steady diet of Travis’ power-packed splooge may have also had a hand to play in Dmitry’s remarkable growth. 

Travis did indeed go on to lead the university’s football team to victory over the course of the following two years. It didn’t hurt that the young blond bull continued to pack on size himself, growing to an extraordinary 390 pounds for his junior season, and ballooning to an utterly spectacular, ripped, and chiseled 425 pounds in his senior year, eclipsing even the stunningly monstrous 420 pounds of Big Billy himself! The hulking football hero also went on to the big leagues in bodybuilding, winning his pro card at the tender age of 21, and at the age of 22, became the first ever bodybuilder to compete - and win - at a weight exceeding 400 pounds! 

The future looked very bright for the two handsome, hunky lovers — Travis had a very lucrative career in professional football and bodybuilding ahead of him, while Dmitry had grown into a massive stud himself, and was winning his own weight class at bodybuilding competitions as well. Even more importantly, though, they had each other, which was all that really mattered to them. 

Unfortunately for the two dynamic young studs, jealousy and envy only grow more intense over time, and serving prison sentences only served to harden Kevin, Darius, and Big Billy even more. Thus it was that, when the trio were released from prison a couple of years later, they started to formulate a plan to ‘get even’ with both Travis and his handsome and hunky rescuer, Dmitry. And THIS time, neither one of the two men would be allowed to survive with a trace of their manhood intact!