Saturday, May 11, 2024

Castration Warehouse - Part 3

Castration Warehouse - Part Three

Based on an original story by RackTheSack 


As Jack slowly regained consciousness and shook the lingering cobwebs out of his head, he became gradually aware that something was wrong. Very, very wrong. He vaguely remembered some sort of scuffle at his apartment, but as he opened his stunning blue eyes and took in the very large brick-walled room around him, he very quickly realized that he wasn’t in his apartment anymore… 

Jack next discovered that he was bound spreadeagled in a standing position, with his wrists and ankles enclosed with heavy shackles, with even heavier chains extending away from his taut and stretched out body. And if that wasn’t horrifying enough, the young man then realized that he was completely naked, for he could feel the cool air of the room blowing against his bare skin. Looking down the length of his naked torso, he could see his massive genitals — the source of both his greatest pride and greatest shame — dangling heavy and loose between his widely spread legs. Jack instantly knew that he was in dire trouble. 

Jack also felt a mild but deep ache inside of his massive free-swinging nuts, similar to the post-game soreness he experienced after some of his more brutal football games. Rumors had quickly spread his Freshman year about the colossal size of his dense gonads, so the players on opposing teams frequently targeted his infamously mammoth balls during tackles, slamming armored shoulders or padded knees and elbows into his impossible-to-miss orbs. There weren’t cups made remotely large enough to encompass the sheer overwhelming bulk of his gigantic cock and balls, so Jack’s behemoth bollocks were completely defenseless, and often ended a game a bit battered and bruised by the frequent and constant hits. Fortunately for Jack, his big balls were just as freakishly strong and tough as the rest off his muscle-girded body, so he was able to shake off even the worst of the low blows, and his mighty nuts were none the worse for wear within a day or two. The handsome quarterback looked down the length of his naked body down to his dangling testicles, but they looked perfectly normal and intact, so he couldn’t figure out why they might be sore. 

The young man began to struggle against his restraints, but despite the truly awesome strength he possessed in his mighty-thewed limbs, he succeeded only in rattling the chains a bit, the sound echoing in the largely empty room. His fear continued to mount as he wondered who had abducted him, and why. Jack had no possible enemies that he could think of, for he was an unswervingly nice guy with a gentle soul, universally well-liked by his classmates and professors, and beloved by his teammates. Perhaps it was someone jealous of his athletic success? Maybe a member of one of the many opposing football teams that he had defeated over and over again during the past four years? He could literally think of no other reason why someone would want to abduct him or do him harm. 

Realizing the futility of struggling against his shackles and chains, Jack began to hesitantly call out for help, his startlingly deep voice echoing dramatically in the cavernous space. He began to call out louder, and louder still, desperate that someone might help him and rescue him from this terrifying situation. A cold knot of fear was forming in his stomach, and growing larger with each passing minute… 


Mitch and his four men were all watching Jack wake up from the monitors in a nearby room, smiling knowingly at the handsome lad’s mounting fear and panic, and very much looking forward to beginning their session with the fantastically gifted and blessed young football jock. 

All five men had been playing cards to pass the time, their blue jeans and tight t-shirts accentuating their extremely muscular physiques and highlighting just how big and powerful each of them were. But as the handsome young lad had begun to wake up — surprisingly early, too, considering just how much sedation they had pumped into the phenomenally-built muscle boy — they had all stood up and gathered next to Mitch, eagerly drinking in the lad’s fear and masculine beauty. 

Finally, Mitch deemed that it was time, saying, “Alright, my boys, looks like our lad here is ripe and ready. Let’s say we get in there and give him a night he will never forget!” The other big men cheered and gave each other high fives as they gathered their gear and filed out of the room. 


There was a loud click as someone turned a lock, causing Jack’s head to jerk in the direction of the door, fear and hope warring in his pec proud chest. The large metal door opened, and five men stepped in. They were all very tall and very large, making even the phenomenally built Jack feel somewhat dwarfed in comparison, with their faded blue jeans and tight short-sleeved shirts showing off their massive and intimidating muscular bulk. Any hope that had been blossoming in the young stud’s heart quickly died when he saw the looks of hungry and eager anticipation on each of their cold, hard faces. Jack instantly knew he’d be getting no mercy from these big men. 

“Good evening, Jack,” said the largest man of them all, a ruggedly handsome giant of a man with a cropped blond haircut and in insanely muscular build that had to be north of 400 rock solid pounds. “So good of you to join us!” 

The young man’s magnificent body began to quake in mounting fear as the five men walked toward his bound, naked, and helpless form, the fact that they knew his name adding even more to his mounting terror. Ten muscular, calloused hands started stroking and fondling Jack’s shackled body, caressing his exquisitely chiseled body and remarking to each other about his terrific build and astounding conditioning. Being treated like a mere object made Jack feel even more defenseless, and though their firm and rough-fingered hands were decidedly gentle, the big football jock flinched at their every touch. 

The groping hands started wandering lower, tweaking his big rubbery nipples, fondling and squeezing his magnificently muscular ass, pulling gingerly on his flaccid cock, and rolling his enormous balls in the palms of their hands. Jack trembled even more to have his vulnerable genitals in the work-roughened hands of these massive men, and he’d never felt so defenseless and terrified in his entire life. The stud’s limp dick was so thick and long that it took two big hands to handle it, as did the weighty lumps of his massive ‘nads. The big men took turns frigging and stroking the soft but dense meat of his huge horse cock, and fondling and bouncing his warm, heavy, floppy nuts, trying to arouse Jack’s big phallus to hardness. In other circumstances, their efforts might have worked, for though Jack was a dyed-in-the-wool straight man, he was perpetually randy and horny with the combined libido of a dozen young men. But the handsome lad was simply too petrified with fear to give the men the throbbing boner they were looking for. 

After manipulating Jack’s limp and dangling manhood for more than ten minutes to no avail, Mitch finally spoke up and said, “It’s no use, lads. We’ve got ourselves a one hundred percent certified hetero boy here — if five big, handsome studs like us can’t arouse him, then he’s no queer. But not to worry; there’s more than one way to turn on a hot, red-blooded college jock!” 

While the other four men kept on groping and squeezing great fistfuls of Jack’s enormous muscles, Mitch walked over to the peg board against the wall and retrieved several pieces of equipment. Jack’s baby blue eyes flew open wide when he saw the big man start lubing up a copper dildo in his big hands. It was ‘only’ seven inches long and rather slender, but since Jack had never had ANY object inserted into his ass before, he was filled with trembling apprehension. He then yelped in surprise as he felt a large, lubed finger unceremoniously enter his virgin asshole, plundering deep and worming around to smear more of the lubricating fluid inside his rectum. Jack was blushing furiously with shame as the big digit was soon pulled out of his ass, and the slick dildo jammed home in its place, making the big college jock gasp in shock. 

Mitch then came back around to the front of his spread eagled captive, dropped to one knee, and grasped Jack’s huge limp cock in his left hand. With his right hand, Mitch shucked back the thick hood of Jack’s silky foreskin, revealing the huge mushroom-shaped knob of his cock head. The big man then worked an electro ring over the big cock head until it was nestled around the root of the huge glans, using even more of the special lubricating gel to get the job done. 

Jack hung his handsome head in soul-bending embarrassment, an expression of abject mortification on his stunning face. He’d never been touched by a man before, let alone in such an erotic fashion, and the sensation only deepened the young man’s sense of helplessness. But he was still confused by what was going on… until he saw Mitch clip various electrodes from a tens unit to the base of the dildo and the metal ring encircling his dick head. The big muscle stud began begging for the men to let him go, but he knew his words were falling on deaf ears. 

“Okay boys!” Mitch said, an eager grin lighting up his ruggedly handsome face, “Let’s crank this lad’s stallion staff to full mast!” The big man then turned on the tens unit, sending a steady but gentle current into Jack’s body. The handsome, brown-haired lad had never discovered the joys of his prostate before, and despite the fear gnawing at his muscular guts, the stimulation of his prostate and his cock soon started generating its intended effect. Against his will, his mighty cock began to unfurl, plumping up and growing stiffer as more and more blood was pumped into it. The huge, limp member began to ponderously lift upwards as it swelled, like a great beast rising from slumber, and the eyes of the big men surrounding him grew wide as they watched Jack’s cock reach its full epic size. In less than two minutes, the five men were staring at the biggest cock they’d ever seen, a true masterpiece of manhood, throbbing in time to each pulsing jolt of electricity from the tens unit. The young man’s cock was so enormously engorged that they could hardly tell anymore that he was uncut, the massive schlong so monstrously bloated that his foreskin was completely and almost painfully retracted. 

Mitch then fiddled with the dials on the tens unit, increasing the current and decreasing the interval, making the gentle shocks come more quickly. Jack’s pulse quickened and his breath caught in his throat as waves of pleasure rocked through his groin. The rhythmic pulses of the e-stim made his cock throb and bob, and to his horror, Jack watched as the dilated piss slit started oozing clear precum, which began to drip in stringy, glistening strands to the cement floor. 

At a nod from Mitch, all five men began to strip out of their clothes. They were only dressed in t-shirts, jeans, and shoes, so it didn’t take more than a few moments before they were all naked. Jack was astounded at the sheer muscular SIZE of his captors; he had met very few men who were his equal in size, and even fewer who could surpass him, but all five of these big, strong, strapping men looked like they outweighed him, several quite substantially. And even more horrifying was the fact that all of them were hung frighteningly large, and all were sporting massive boners of their own. 

Mitch, the biggest of the five muscle giants, moved to stand a few feet in front of Jack again, almost completely filling his field of view with a solid wall of swollen, battle-hardened muscle. Jack’s estimate of the blond man’s weight went up even higher now that he saw him in the buff, for the man possessed muscles of a size and density that the young man had never even dreamed of before. Mitch’s colossal muscles were exceptionally veiny, especially his enormous biceps and muscle-corded forearms, and a thick dusting of coarse, dark blond body hair spread across his gargantuan chest in a dense mat, and extended down his cobblestone abs as well, making his goliath form look even more intimidating and manly. Even the man’s cock was huge, damn near Jack’s equal in both length and girth, and just as vein-gnarled as his forearms, making it look like quite a fearsome weapon indeed. That colossal physique and enormous endowment, combined with his blond crew cut, masculine features, and ruggedly handsome face, had made Mitch the kind of man that every woman wanted, and that every other man wanted to be. 

“Looks like he’s getting close, boys,” Mitch observed with a grin. “This ought to do it.” With that, he turned up the intensity of the e-stim once again, and all of the men watched with eager anticipation as the young man’s massive, 14.5-inch cock began to throb even harder and faster than ever. 

Deep moans escaped from Jack’s lips as his incredibly lean and muscular hips began to involuntarily buck and thrust as much as his restraints would allow. The young man hadn’t cum in a couple of days, a rare occurrence for him, and his balls felt especially turgid and bloated with his spunk. A pair of hands suddenly cupped his huge spuds from behind, and began massaging and firmly squeezing them, adding to the already irresistible stimulation of the tens unit, and rapidly hurtling Jack toward the brink of a mighty orgasm. 

Every muscle in Jack’s magnificent body suddenly flexed in a stunning display of masculine perfection as he hit his mark and his cock began to thunder out his huge load. None of the men were quite prepared for the staggering size and power of the young man’s studly super load, least of all Mitch himself, who’s body was suddenly being pelted with the largest and thickest slugs of searing hot cum he’d ever seen. Each mammoth wad of cum had to be at least five or six feet long and nearly as thick as a pinky finger, and contained at least ten times more splooge than an entire porn star load! Slug after enormous slug of cum slammed into Mitch’s body with rapid fire speed and tremendous force, shattering against his unmoving wall of pure beef and splattering messily all over his hairy muscles. If Mitch hadn’t been standing directly in the line of fire, then each salvo of Jack’s freakishly huge load would easily have cleared at least a couple of dozen feet across the gray concrete floor. 

Jack grunted and groaned in a most appealing fashion as he pumped out a truly colossal load, made even bigger than usual by both his recent abstinence and the added pleasure of the e-stim. In all, the handsome humping lad pumped out nearly a score of gigantic cum ropes before his almighty ejaculation began to taper off, finally ending in a few weak burps of cum that dripped heavily to the already cum-splattered floor. 

None of the gaping men could move for several moments, so awed were they by Jack’s hyper virile performance. The reek of the young man’s sex quickly filled the entire room, an overwhelming and not altogether unpleasant musk that was pure man. Big Mitch, the front of his gigantic body positively drenched from neck to ankles in gloopy and smelly sperm, was the first to recover. 

“DAMN, boy!!” the big man exclaimed. “Those big bull balls of yours are no mere showpieces, are they? Fuck, that was the biggest god-damned load I’ve ever SEEN!! Even guys with hyperspermia can’t hold a candle to you, Jack! I think that deserves a reward.” 

Mitch then used his big right hand to scrape upward from his chiseled groin to his mammoth chest, scooping up an enormous handful of Jack’s own nut oysters in the process. His big, meaty hand was filled to overflowing with the young man’s hot seed, a mere fraction of his total load but a staggering volume of nut sludge all by itself. Jack’s eyes flew wide as Mitch raised his big cupped hand toward the young man’s face, and he pulled back in revulsion as much as his shackles would allow. Mitch grabbed the back of Jack’s head, engulfing it in his massive left hand, and brought his right hand up to the young man’s tightly pressed lips, the enormous mass of spent splooge quivering in his cupped palm. 

“Open up, boy,” big Mitch said, a warning tone in his deep voice. “I said open UP!” 

Mitch rammed his big knee upward into Jack’s unprotected balls, striking dead center into the lad’s overloaded ball bag and crushing his nuts against his rock solid groin. A look of shock and anguish washed over Jack’s almost unbearably handsome face, and mouth gasped open as he cried out in the wake of the pain radiating from his hammered nuts. Mitch took that opportunity to swipe the huge load of cum into Jack’s mouth, slamming his jaw shut with one hand and pinching off his nose with the other. 

Jack’s cheeks were bulging with the enormity of the cum slug that had been forced into his mouth, and his face was turning red as his oxygen was cut off, but he refused to swallow. The big football star began gagging as the hot, slick liquid began to trail down his throat, and he thought he would throw up, but he wouldn’t give in. 

Mitch stepped forward until his face was just inches from Jack’s own and menacingly said, “Swallow, boy! Or I’ll ram my knee into your balls again!” As if to underscore the threat, he brought his big, hairy knee upward to firmly press Jack’s massive plums against his crotch, rubbing his big leg back and forth as he ground his rock solid leg into the dense but yielding nut meat. 

Jack had no idea that his big beautiful balls were already doomed, so the threat of another ball bust worked, and he painfully swallowed the enormous mouthful of his own spunk. The hot and salty fluid burned on the way down, and the big lad thought he would be sick, but he managed to keep it down. Thick runnels of the stuff had spurted out of his luscious lips to stream wetly over his big, perfectly sculpted chin, but he’d managed to swallow the vast bulk of the load, and he kept it down. 

“Good boy!” Mitch said happily as he released his grip on the back of Jack’s muscular neck and patted the back of his head affectionately. “But with balls that huge, I’ll bet that there’s at least another load or two sloshing around inside of them, and we’ve got to make sure that they’re completely empty.” 

With that, the big blond man picked up the tens unit and turned it back on. Jack’s cock hadn’t even begun to soften in the slightest, and now the familiar rhythmic sensations of the e-stim began to pour through his groin once again. Jack did indeed have a lot more sperm trapped inside of his balls, and his powers of recovery were almost legendary, but even the bull-hung young stud didn’t usually start fucking immediately after an orgasm. Nevertheless, just minutes after the end of his first ejaculation, the groaning and flexing young muscle hunk soon felt a second orgasm building in his heavy loins. 

Big Mitch made sure to stand out of the way this time as Jack grunted and began spewing out his second load, which proved to be damn near as unbelievably massive and voluminous as the first! Titanic streamers of pearlescent white fluid, thick with the young man’s potent and powerful sperm, shot out with terrific force, leaving long stripes of thick jizz on the floor stretching almost halfway to the far door, a truly incredible distance. To Mitch, it almost looked like Jack’s very spunk was trying to rush toward the door and the possibility of escape, and the thought made his lips curl in a cruel grin. 

Jack’s second, hands free load shot out for almost a full minute, leaving the handsome young stud panting and gasping in its wake. But his cruel tormentors didn’t allow him a moment’s rest, and kept the tens unit right on pumping Jack’s straining loins with more and more current, shouldering aside even the young jock’s own remarkably short refractory period to force him toward yet another orgasm. 

It was only a matter of minutes before a third orgasm rocked Jack’s quivering body. This third load was equal parts pain and pleasure for the young lad, for his genitals were being forced to perform far more rapidly than nature intended. Nevertheless, Jack’s third load, though clearly diminished from the first two, was positively huge by anyone else’s standards, and added to the enormous mess of cum extending in a thick, splattered ribbon before him, as well as the almost eye-watering reek of his delicious stud funk. 

Sensing that the young stud was starting to flag, Mitch turned up the intensity of the tens unit yet again, and was rewarded minutes later with Jack’s fourth load. Jack cried out in real pain as his clenching, convulsing groin was forced to pump out another batch of spunk, and though the volume of his fourth load was a fraction of the first two, it was a very respectable load nonetheless, one that any man would have been proud of. 

But Mitch wasn’t finished yet, for he suspected that there were hidden reserves of sperm still locked deep inside of Jack’s humongous balls. The tens unit kept right on hammering away at the young man’s beleaguered groin. Jack’s overworked cock was now glowing an angry red, and the gathered men could have sworn that it had swollen even bigger, the mass of veins snaking down the enormous column of his cock shaft growing even more thick and pronounced. His huge balls even seemed to be sagging lower in their voluminous sac, exhausted by the extreme workout they were receiving. Yet it only took a few more minutes before Jack was once again hurtling toward an orgasm. 

Jack bellowed in pain as his fifth orgasm slammed into his nuts, but this time, only four or five half sized spurts of decidedly watery-looking jizz shot out before the young man’s ejaculation quickly tapered off. The handsome college jock, his glorious muscles now covered in a light sheen of sweat from his heroic seminal exertions, hung his head in temporary exhaustion. Surely even his behemoth bull balls must be completely spent! 

A wickedly grinning Mitch wanted to be sure, however, so he cranked up the tens unit to full power with one rough twist of the dial, causing the handsome young hunk to scream in both surprise and great pain. Huge bolts of electricity began to slam into Jack’s bloated cock head and abused prostate, making his cock rhythmically throb and jerk so violently that it looked like it might either burst or snap right off at the base. The young man began to buck and thrash wildly in his restraints, shrieking bloody murder as it felt like his entire manhood was being ripped apart. But incredibly, impossibly, Jack could feel yet another orgasm slowly building deep inside of him. 

Jack threw back his head and uttered his most thunderous bellow yet, his entire body freezing into a rictus of spasming, flexing muscles, his exquisite abdomen exploding into the most magnificent display of lean and chiseled beauty any of the men had ever seen. His monstrous cock swelled larger still, if that was even possible, and began throbbing powerfully in agonizing release. 

But all that came out of Jack’s dilated, gaping piss slit was a thin gruel of pale milky fluid, no more than a couple of teaspoons of diluted jizz, that slowly drooled onto the cum-drenched floor. Jack’s humongous nuts were now and truly empty, likely for the very first time in the young man’s life. 

Despite the continued intense stimulation from the tens unit, Jack’s gigantic cock finally began to soften and wilt. After being forced to orgasm six times in barely more than 15 minutes, Jack’s mighty cock could take no more, signaling its defeat by deflating back to its limp — but still massive — form. 

Mitch finally turned off the diabolical tens unit, saying to the panting and heaving young man, “Wow, that was extraordinarily impressive, Jack! You could have impregnated damn near every woman on the PLANET with the amount of stud spunk you had packin’ in those oversized nuts of yours! But now that we’ve finally drained your big balls bone dry, they’re going to be extra sensitive, which will make the rest of the night even more painful for you.” 

“You see, Jack,” Mitch explained to the terrified young man, “someone has paid an exorbitant fee for our expert services. I have no idea who hired us or what you did, but you must have pissed someone off really bad, because they’ve ordered ‘the works’ for you! Over the course of tonight, we’re going to beat the SHIT out of you, to make you pay for whatever transgression you’ve caused. The one thing I will assure you of, however, is that you will survive the night. Mostly intact. Probably. Hell, you look like one hell of a tough and resilient lad, and you might even come out of tonight without any significant lasting scars. Well, except for one…” 

A clearly terrified Jack was hanging on to the big man’s every word, and Mitch purposely paused for a few moments to let the tension build even further. 

“I’m sorry to tell you that you won’t be leaving this room with anything even remotely resembling a pair of functioning balls between those muscular legs of yours, Jack. And we’re not just going to cut your balls off. Oh no, that would be too easy. No, our client has paid us extra to torture your huge bollocks for HOURS. Your agony will be so extreme that you’ll be BEGGING us to cut your balls off before this night is through, but we won’t be that merciful. Instead, we’re going to keep torturing your balls until they’re wrecked and ruined, and reduced to rubble. Then, and only then, will we cut them off of your body.” 

“And judging from the massive size and unusual firmness and density of your monster nuts,” Mitch said as he casually hefted both of the young man’s titanic testicles in his huge hand, “I think it’s going to be a long, long time before that final cut takes place.” 

Giving Jack’s huge balls a gentle pat before releasing them, Mitch then said, “Welcome to the ninth circle of Hell, Jack! Let’s begin.” 


  1. Since when was this even legal....oh wait. I was hoping the dungeon crew would express their disgust with the grossly overdeveloped physique of their new toy to really put him down in his place and incite some really rough manhandling.

    1. Jack's extraordinary physique and god-like endowment is most DEFINITELY going to inspire some epic-level manhandling by Mitch and his men... >:)

  2. I don't know what Jack's so worried about. Obviously we're the ones really being tortured, having to wait a whole week to read what happens to him and his manhood next.
    Looking forward to finding out!

    1. I wont be satisfied until his man-juice is under pressure

    2. LOL -- sorry that I'm making you all wait a week between chapters. But I couldn't have the story play out all at once! ;)

  3. Now that is a properly virile stud. Probably the first time in Jack's life he wishes he were not, and thankfully he has friends ready to help him with that problem.