The Rusty Talon - Part 2

The Rusty Talon - Part 2

Based on an original story by Buster

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Confused but temporarily mollified, Darius held his tongue and stepped out of the way as Maximus headed back to the cabinet and withdrew a second vial of Priapus Potion. He then strode to stand before young Jaxon. As big and muscular as the auburn-haired Caledonian was, Maximus still towered over the young man, making Jaxon look like a newborn calf next to a full-grown bull. Jaxon’s thin facade of bravery was melting away fast, particularly after he’d witnessed the unmanning of the beautiful blond Cato, and his big, muscular legs were shaking as he tried desperately to close them. 

As before, Maximus clenched Jaxon’s handsome face by his powerful jaw, forcing his head back and his mouth open as he poured the vial’s contents into the young man’s mouth. The muscular lad tried desperately not to swallow, but Maximus held his jaw closed with one hand and pinched his nose with the other, preventing the young man from breathing. Jaxon’s struggles grew more and more desperate, and his face turned first red, and then purple, as he fought to take in a breath without swallowing. But Maximus held him fast until, no longer able to hold his breath, Jaxon swallowed the entire potion. Only then did the huge muscle brute release his hold on Jaxon’s head, letting the beautiful young man sputter and gasp for precious air. 

The potion began its work within seconds, as — against his will — Jaxon’s huge flaccid cock began to grow and swell into an even more prodigious size. Jaxon moaned through his gag, almost as if the rapid engorging of his cock was both erotic and painful, and his green, green eyes stared in horror as his huge cock reached a truly titanic stature. Darius had thought Cato’s cock was beautiful, but Jaxon’s fully tumescent member was simply breathtaking. The thick and sturdy phallus had to be every inch of a full foot long, and covered in a tracery of bloated veins that made it look overwhelmingly erotic and more than a little bit dangerous, all at the same time. 

It was the largest hardon that Darius had ever seen in his life, and if the bound Rex wasn’t chained right next to him, he would have said that Jaxon possessed the largest penis in the entire world! 

With his rock hard cock pointing skyward and out of the way, Jaxon’s grapefruit-sized bull nuts were fully visible, and intensely vulnerable. Maximus reached up to grasp the heavy-hanging balls, but big as his hand was, he could barely cup the huge, round things in a single palm, so great were their size. The artisan took a moment to admire their surprising heft, rolling the heavy objects around in his palm and roughly fondling them. 

While Maximus was feeling up on his next victim, Darius couldn’t help but admire the handsome young slave’s remarkable physique. Not only was Jaxon easily the most attractive man that Darius had ever seen, but he also possessed a chiseled and muscular body that put the finest Roman statues to shame. The lad was virtually devoid of body fat, such that it looked like his skin was merely painted over his large muscles. A chirurgeon could have taught an anatomy course using Jaxon as his subject, so carved and etched and defined was every muscle in his magnificent body. 

Darius found himself fervently hoping that the devastatingly handsome and heroically endowed young man was destined for the breeding stables, but once he saw Maximus’ cruel smile and the evil glint in his eyes, that hope quickly died in his breast. He knew that the spectacularly muscular young man was about to become a eunuch, just like the beautiful blond Cato before him. 

“This one is definitely a stallion among men,” Maximus said approvingly, still cradling the terrified Jaxon’s beefy and burly balls. “But let’s see if I can break my previous gelding-making record!” 

A malevolent Maximus then released Jaxon’s heavy bollocks and picked up his leather-bound paddle. He gripped the paddle with both huge, meaty hands, twisting his massively muscular torso as far as he could as he lined up his shot. He held that pose for several moments, taunting a trembling Jaxon with the coiled power of his gigantic physique, before sending the bat slashing through the air in a deadly arc and smashing its business end into Jaxon’s utterly vulnerable balls. 

WHAM!!!

Jaxon screamed in agony as the paddle collided with his dangling balls, which ricocheted wildly from the terrible force of the blow. But as a testament to the unusual firmness and density of the young slave’s balls, his huge orbs barely deformed as the paddle struck them, maintaining their integrity and huge ovoid shapes despite a blow that might have shattered most men’s balls. 

But Maximus barely paused a moment before striking Jaxon’s balls again. And again. And again and again and again! 

WHAM!!!     WHAM!!!     WHAM!!!     WHAM!!!     WHAM!!!     WHAM!!!

The beautiful Caledonian began to buck and thrash against his iron restraints, his defenseless testicles erupting into mind-tearing agony. As horrified and repulsed as he was by what he was seeing, Darius couldn’t help but notice how the young man’s flexing and heaving form exploded into even greater definition, the stunning interplay of his shredded and chiseled muscles becoming an almost religious experience. His own arousal sickened the young Senator, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from the scene playing out before him. 

Maximus held nothing back, and with a rictus grin on his face and bloodlust in his eyes, he proceeded to lay waste to young Jaxon’s manhood, one terrific blow at a time. Jaxon’s big balls were very quickly glowing a bright, cherry red, and were beginning to swell right before Darius’ own eyes. Worse, they soon began to flatten and deform more and more with each beyond-brutal hit. Jaxon’s sturdy balls immediately plumped back to their normal and healthy shape after each strike, but it was clear that the merciless abuse was taking a heavy toll on them. 

WHACK!!!     WHACK!!!     WHACK!!!

WHACK!!!     WHACK!!!     WHACK!!!

Tiberius and Darius looked on as the huge, hulking bull of a man put every ounce of his fearsome strength into destroying Jaxon’s chances of ever siring any offspring. The thrashing and screaming slave no doubt wished for the sweet release of unconsciousness to escape the inhuman agony inside his balls, but the handsome lad was simply too strong, too tough to pass out, and he was therefore forced to experience every testicle-bursting blow. 

After whacking Jaxon’s huge, swelling nuts with a two-handed grip for several minutes, Maximus switched to a forehand grip. The smaller muscle bull wailed in terror at the sight of Maximus’s massive arm drawn back before there was a loud whoosh and the paddle smashed full force into Jaxon’s sack once more. 

WHACK!!!

“NNMMMMMPH!!!” 

Jaxon’s bellows of agony were getting more desperate and urgent as the insanely brutal beating continued, with Maximus not giving the young man any time to recover between blows. The stud’s massive sack bounced around madly with each devastating blow, as Maximus alternated hands and grip styles to see which was the most effective at ripping screams from the soon-to-be neutered slave. 

Darius could barely believe the awesome stamina and resilience being shown by Jaxon’s amazing balls. Any other man’s balls would have surely been utterly pulverized more than a dozen times over after such a violent barrage of blows, but the achingly handsome stud’s huge bollocks somehow doggedly endured. Out of a deep sense of pity, Darius began to pray for the young man’s balls to explode, wanting the exquisitely handsome lad’s extreme agony to end, but Jaxon was proving to be too damned tough. 

The ferocious and brutal ball bashing continued for a full five minutes, and by now Jaxon’s beautiful and bountiful nuts were a sorry sight indeed. Both massive orbs had nearly doubled in size, swollen to immense proportions, with every square inch of their surface covered in dark red and purple bruises. It was clear that Jaxon’s mighty balls were nearly done for, and that any additional blows could be their last. 

Maximus paused for a moment, allowing the panting and heaving Jaxon to regain a bit of his breath, and to revel in the inferno of agony he had already inflicted on the young man’s nearly ruined nuts. He once again took a two-handed grip of his deadly paddle, and began to line up a blow to the left side of Jaxon’s sagging sac. The gorgeous auburn-haired stud violently shook his head, pleading wordlessly through his gag for Maximus to stop the inhuman assault, but it was no use. 

WHOOSH - CRUNCH!!!

The huge paddle swung a wide arc and collided with the side of Jaxon’s bloated and battered sac, and his left nut, unable to endure any further abuse, cracked wide open. 

“GAAAAAAAAHH!!!” Jaxon screamed as he felt his massive left nut shatter on impact. 

Maximus once again paused, and Darius hoped for a moment that the huge bull was finished with his assault on the beautiful young man, and would be pounding the iron door to have the lad taken away. But sadly the pause was brief, just long enough for Maximus to enjoy the view of this half-nutted muscle slave before he resumed the beating. 

SMACK!!!     CRUNCH!!!     SPLAT!!! CRACK!!!     WHUMP!!!     SPLITCH!!!

The impact sounds had no grown far wetter, as Jaxon’s cracked left nut was quickly shattered into smaller and smaller chunks, sloshing around inside his half-ruined sac like a great mass of goo. Maximus’ focus, however, was on Jaxon’s somehow still hale, hearty, and whole right bollock, which was proving to be even tougher than its twin. But it was painfully clear that the handsome slave’s final testicle was rapidly failing as well, and couldn’t hope to survive much longer. 

Maximus snorted and heaved, the sweat of exertion making his gigantic muscles glisten in the dim light, as he swung the huge paddle over and over again into Jaxon’s half-busted nuts. Hundreds of pounds of force collided with the lad’s beyond-battered sac with each devastating, rapid-fire blow, and Darius found himself trembling in his sandals was he waited for the inevitable… 

CRU-SPLOTCH!!!!!

On a particularly powerful and deadly blow, Jaxon’s last whole nut was annihilated. His big right ball didn’t just crack open as had done his left, it literally exploded, shattering into a dozen or more meaty chunks inside of his profoundly bruised and abraded nutbag. Jaxon let out a blood-curdling scream as he felt the other half of his once magnificent manhood irrevocably destroyed. 

Darius hoped that the beautiful young man’s torment was finally at an end, but he soon learned that Maximus never left a job until it was complete. The huge man set down his paddle and instead lifted up the shattered orbs, one in each hand, and then began to squeeze. Gross, wet crunching and splishing sounds emanated from the big man’s rapidly closing fists until, with a final crushing, every last disconnected chunk of nut meat of any significant size had been pulverized into a puree of procreative material. Maximus released Jaxon’s obliterated nuts and let the huge, shapeless blob of the lad’s shattered nutsac hang free below his massive and disturbingly still rock hard cock. 

The handsome and muscular young bull had been brutally transformed into a newly-created steer. 

Maximus once again strode to the heavy iron door and pounded on it three times, signaling the burly guards outside to come in and take away the new eunuch. Poor Jaxon was only semi-conscious at this point, and he put up no resistance as the big guards unshackled him and roughly dragged him out of the room. Darius couldn’t help but shake his head in sorrow and disgust, deeply offended by this waste of such an incredibly handsome and gifted example of glorious young manhood. 

Maximus now turned his attention to the last unbroken man in the room, the unbelievably massive and heroically endowed Rex.