Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 5

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 5

Based on an original story by Sack Stomper

*****

Brad’s cruel roommate returned to the pumpkin cannon and made some very slight adjustments to the brutal weapon. Satisfied with his changes, Nathan loaded yet another pie pumpkin into the contraption, and then addressed Brad again. 

“Like I said, I’m going to give your battered balls a little rest…but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to keep hammering your manhood. Your huge balls have been stretched halfway to your fucking knees, dude, stretching out all of those thick cords and cables that keep those mighty nuts attached to your body. All of those connections are now contained in a 6-inch-long tube of vulnerable flesh stretching from your sweaty crotch to your swollen balls. I wonder what would happen if I started hammering that slender column of flesh with more pumpkins…” 

With a snicker, Nathan released the lever and launched the next pumpkin, which slammed directly into the center of Brad’s stretched-out scrotum, mashing the middle of that slender scrotal neck against the tree trunk. Brad’s eyes flew wide as he was assaulted by a whole new kind of pain, the pain of having his internal plumbing brutally scrambled. It took him a moment or two to find his voice, but Brad was soon once again bellowing in animal agony, his mighty manhood under assault once more. 

As Nathan cackled with glee, he launched pumpkin after pumpkin into the tube-like neck of Brad’s overstretched nutsac. The young muscle bull grunted and bellowed in pain as the tough cables anchoring his balls to his crotch felt like they were going to be pulled from their moorings, or simply crushed to uselessness. 

Nathan adjusted the cannon’s aim so that the pumpkins took Brad both high and low in his sac, and everything in between, making sure that not a single inch of his long nut cords escaped the punishing abuse. He paid special attention to the top of Brad’s elongated scrotum, right at the juncture of the impossibly thick root of the rugby player’s monster cock and the anchor point where the thick cords and fibrous tendons that connected Brad’s bloated and battered balls entered his body. Nathan hammered that particular spot over and over and over again, almost as if he was trying to sever Brad’s nuts off at the very base by crushing his scrotum until it simply pinched right off. 

“You feel that?!” Nathan cried. “That’s what I call a ‘pumpkin vasectomy’, you big-balled freak! HA!! I’m gonna fuckin’ crush all those cords so bad that any viable sperm you might still have left in your scrambled balls is gonna be trapped inside them forever! Hell, your huge, heavy nuts might tear loose altogether as I crush your cords to a pulp! Yeah, can you feel your big balls dying on the vine, you fuckin’ stupid muscle bull?!” 

After more than three dozen pumpkin salvos to the sac, Brad’s scrotum was a horrible mess, just as red and purple and swollen as his heavily traumatized balls. Worse, his entire sac had dropped another couple of inches until it was stretched out an unbelievable EIGHT INCHES from his crotch, with the giant pendulous gourd hanging now hovering only about 2 inches from the sperm-muddied ground. Surely at least SOME of the young man’s ball cords had been snapped or severed under the brutal pummeling! But judging from the amount of fiery agony still throbbing from the battered bollocks themselves, Brad knew that his tenderized testicles were somehow still alive and attached to his body. 

Nathan was satisfied that he’d sufficiently mangled Brad’s internal plumbing, and decided to move on next to the stud’s towering masterpiece of a cock. He hauled a truly huge pumpkin to the base of the oak tree, one that was several orders of magnitude larger than any he had used before, more than twice as big as the one still hanging from Brad’s mangled balls, and once again grabbed a length of steel cable from his duffel bag. This time, the first loop of the cable went around the shaft of the young man’s granite hard penis, just behind the swollen and bulbous head where the shaft briefly tapered downward to its narrowest (but still unbelievably thick and beefy) point. Nathan pulled downward on the lassoed mule dick, levering it downward from its nearly upright stance. The mighty groin muscles at the base of Brad’s huge cock fought back, but with a great amount of effort, a huffing and panting Nathan was finally able to lever the massive prick down until it was horizontal and pointing straight at the cannon. Only then did he tie off the other end of the cable around the stem of the huge pumpkin, keeping the stallion-like member locked in place by the sheer weight of the huge gourd. 

David was once again sobbing openly as he saw what Nathan intended to do. A look of terror also filled Brad’s own soulful green eyes, for he realized that Nathan wasn’t going to be content with just destroying his balls — he clearly wanted to break his massive bull cock as well! 

Nathan grasped the bound hunk’s straining penis in both hands, feeling the tremendous heat and power coming off of that rock hard and vein gnarled dick. The mammoth member was still coated in the remains of its second colossal load, as well as fresh purgings of its copious clear precum, so Nathan’s gripping hands easily slid up and down the mighty column of man meat, greasing his titanic pole into a nearly frictionless surface. Nathan was once again struck by how frighteningly thick the shaft was, and he realized that the young man’s revelation about still being a virgin shouldn’t have come as a surprise — his cock was clearly too monumentally thick to fit into ANY human orifice! Even with both hands, he could barely encircle the thickest part of the shaft! He wondered just how strong that titanically thick shaft really was, and intended to put the huge fuck stick to the ultimate test. 

All of the stroking and manhandling was having Nathan’s desired effect on poor Brad. His pleasure centers were being expertly stimulated along with his pain receptors, and the big muscle boy could feel yet another huge load start to churn in his deeply aching balls. And given how much pain his balls were already in, this added stimulation was making them scream even more. 

“You know,” Nathan said as he used one hand to cruelly and roughly doorknob Brad’s huge and overly-sensitive cock head. “I would have gladly worshipping this massive cock of yours. While it would have been physically impossible for me to accommodate the tremendous bulk of your massive schlong in my ass or my mouth, I would have still given you pleasure like you’ve never known. But instead, you chose to give your affection to a little pipsqueak of a guy like David. A runt of a guy who looks more like a boy than a man, despite the size of his own big cock. You could have had a REAL man like me, but no, you made the wrong choice. And that choice is going to cost you…” 

Brad could feel his load building and building, despite Nathan’s terrifying words and his cruel treatment of his scratched and lacerated cock. The huge muscle stud knew that he was going to spew his load soon, and despite himself, he began to moan in pleasure. 

“Before I’m done with you, I’m going to take away everything that defines you as an alpha bull stud. I’m going to break your cock and obliterate your balls. But because I’m such a nice guy, I’m going to let you break your cherry before I take away your manhood forever. And since you can’t fuck a human being, and I don’t have any oversized livestock handy, you’re gonna have to fuck the next best thing — a pumpkin!!” 

Nathan suddenly released Brad’s quivering and pulsating organ, which had been just a few strokes away from spewing its pent up bull load, and sauntered back over to the cannon. He then started looking over the noticeably dwindling but still enormous supply of pumpkins available to him before making his selection. “Yes,” he said with satisfaction, “this one should do for starters.” 

Nathan lifted up a good-sized white pumpkin, about the same size as Brad’s own massively bloated nutsac, and loaded it into the cannon. He then adjusted the cannon’s aim so that it was locked onto the huge, purple, bulbous head of Brad’s massive man cock. He placed his hand on the cannon’s lever and then paused, taking in the beautiful sight of his captive muscle stud. 

Brad’s herculean cock jutted at LEAST 15 inches straight out from his muscular and sweaty crotch, maybe even more. The mighty organ was steely hard and desperate to shoot. The thick veins running all up and down its monster shaft were even more bloated and distended than ever, and the young man had never felt his bull cock so frighteningly engorged with blood before. His cock was so hard that it actually HURT. The massive weapon bobbed slightly with each heartbeat, tugging uselessly on the cable anchoring it to the huge pumpkin below. Each throb also tugged on the young man’s brutalized nutsac, causing the handsome young bull to wince in pain. He was on the razor’s edge of ejaculating, and he was desperate to hit his nut one last time before his manhood was stolen from him forever. 

“PLEASE!!” David begged once again. “Don’t do it Nathan! Please don’t hurt Brad anymore! Just let him go. I promise I won’t tell anyone what you’ve done, and I promise to never talk to Brad again. Just PLEASE, let him GO!” 

“It’s too late for that,” Nathan cruelly replied. “This huge muscle beast needs to pay for the pain he’s caused, and pay dearly.”

With that, Nathan pulled back the lever and sent the big white pumpkin flying. 

WHUMP!!!!!

The big gourd sailed directly into Brad’s bound cock, slamming right into the tip of his massive schlong. As if in slow motion, the stud’s spongy cock head flattened partway as it absorbed the initial force of the blow, but as the pumpkin kept plunging forward, shockwaves were visible up the entire length of the young man’s stupendously thick cock shaft. The whole member seemed to retract partway into the young man’s muscular body as if retreating from the charging pumpkin. But the stud’s mammoth cock could only push perhaps half an inch into its muscular foundation, and the rock solid shaft was therefore forced to take the remainder of the blow. 

But then the velocity of the pumpkin suddenly slowed and ceased, and then it changed direction, bouncing off the tip of Brad’s proud cock and landing among the field of shattered, gooey pumpkins with a wet thud. Brad’s cock had survived! 

“Hmm, looks like we need to use a bigger pumpkin,” Nathan quipped, an evil smirk on his face. Sure enough, he rummaged through the pumpkin pile and picked a slightly larger pumpkin, a yellow one this time, about the size of a beachball. He loaded it into the cannon and, without ceremony, launched it at Brad’s quivering monster cock. 

THUMP!!!!!

“AAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!” Brad bellowed as his cock was forced to endure another head-on collision from a huge pumpkin traveling at high velocity. Once again, his mighty bull cock was able to absorb the blow, forcing the gourd to bounce away into the dirt. But his cock was starting to look the worse for wear, particular his huge spongy cock head, which was starting to turn an angry dark red from the force of the impacts. 

“Let’s try a third one,” Nathan said with a grin, selecting an even larger pumpkin from the pile, an orange pumpkin that was bigger than any of the pumpkins that had been shot at Brad’s huge nuts. He loaded the cannon and sent the huge gourd flying. 

WHUUUMP!!!!!

“NNOOOOOOO!!!!!” David cried as he watched the big orange pumpkin crash into Brad’s bound and immobile cock. This time, the force of the impact caused Brad’s mighty cock shaft to bend to the right by more than an inch, and the short stud feared the muscle man’s huge cock might snap in half. But amazingly, the steely hard cock held and repulsed the huge gourd, immediately snapping back to its previous ramrod straight length. 

Brad’s cock head was definitely looking like it was in serious pain now, for it was starting to swell and turn an unhealthy shade of purple, with fresh bruises erupting all over its surface. Yet somehow, the college jock’s huge billy club of a cock remained hard as a rock, drooling precum as if it might still shoot off one last load. 

“DAMN it!!” Nathan shouted, frustration obvious in his voice. “Guess we’ll need to use an even BIGGER pumpkin!” He selected a white pumpkin this time, one that was bigger still than the three that had come before it and far, far heavier. He loaded it into the cannon and said, “Time to kiss that ridiculously oversized stud cock of yours goodbye, Brad!” 

WHAAACK!!!!!

“GAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!” Brad screamed as the huge pumpkin slammed right into the badly bruised head of his massive cock. Nathan fully expected the stud’s huge cock to snap in any number of places, and indeed a profound bowing bend appeared along the entire length of the huge shaft, arching upward as the young man’s mighty penis was forced to recoil from the blow. But at the last moment, when it seemed Brad’s cock simply HAD to snap in half, the pumpkin’s force motion was ground to a halt, the huge beefy organ snapped back to ramrod straight attention, and the huge gourd fell uselessly to the earth. 

“No FUCKING way!!!” Nathan shouted. “Jesus fucking CHRIST, you’ve got a tough cock there son! But I am GOING to break it, one way or the other. I guess it’s time I broke out the big guns…” 

So saying, Nathan bent over the pile of pumpkins and picked out a truly huge gourd, one of those dark orange pumpkins with the really thick walls. It was about the size of the large pumpkin hanging from Brad’s heavily bruised and swollen balls, though it weighed considerably more. Nathan grunted with effort as he loaded the huge pumpkin onto the cannon’s launcher. He then turned to gaze at Brad’s mighty cock one last time, drinking in the stud’s perfect male beauty and utter studliness, for he knew that it was all about to come to an end. For his part, Brad was panting and moaning and grinding his hips, looking for all the world like he was about to hit orgasm yet again, and not like a man who was about to have his proud manhood annihilated. 

“FORE!!!” Nathan cried as he released the lever. 

The huge, dark orange pumpkin rocketed through the air as if in slow motion. David cried out in terror, unable to tear his eyes away from the impending destruction of the most beautiful male member in history. Brad simply grunted, and his mighty truncheon of a cock gave one last, almighty flex just as the gourd made impact with his battered and swollen cock head. 

CRAA-A-A-AACK!!!!!

For an instant, Nathan thought the sharp and thunderous sound he heard was of Brad’s mighty cock snapping in half, destroyed by the onslaught of the onrushing gourd. In fact, it appeared that that might very well be the case, for the length of Brad’s enormous cock seemed to disappear, almost as if it was collapsing upon itself like an accordion. It took Nathan’s confused mind several seconds to realize that instead of snapping like a huge celery stick, Brad’s battering ram of a cock had actually punched a hole clear THROUGH the outer wall of the pumpkin, cracking right through its incredibly tough rind! And the disappearance of Brad’s enormous cock shaft was simply the young man’s monstrous cock plunging deep into the pumpkin’s gooey interior. 

“GRRRAAAAAAWWRRRRR!!!!!” Brad roared as his cock incredibly hit orgasm for the THIRD time that day, and his muscular hips began to buck as he pumped slug after slug after unbelievably ENORMOUS slug of his fresh stud juices deep into the very center of the huge pumpkin. More amazing still was the fact that Brad’s mammoth cock was flexing so extraordinarily hard that it was not only keeping the huge pumpkin impaled on his shaft aloft, but it was ALSO lifting the second massive gourd hanging from it by a steel cable right up off of the ground by several INCHES! The combined weight of the two massive gourds must have been well in excess of 200 pounds, yet Brad’s cock was almost effortlessly rearing upward by several inches with each phenomenally powerful pulse, and letting the chained pumpkin slam heavily against the ground with each relaxation! 

Nathan’s hand fell limply from the cannon’s lever and his jaw dropped open in shock and amazement. Neither of the other two men could believe what they were seeing as they watched this herculean hunk fuck the one pumpkin impaled on his cock and lift the second one up in the air over and over again, only to slam it back down to earth between each mighty phallic flex. 

Brad’s orgasm raged on and on, seeming to be bigger and even more ferocious than the two that had come before, if that could even be humanly possible. The huge muscle stud kept on bucking his hips, his massive cock vomiting forth what had to be a truly earth-shattering load into the skewered gourd. After a full minute, Brad’s mighty orgasm showed no signs of stopping, though thick rivers of his prime baby batter began to ooze from around the puncture hole created by his thick and veiny cock. The achingly handsome hunk just kept right on grunting and groaning and pumping out his splooge like the super human bull stud that he was. 

As Nathan and David watched, the chained pumpkin hit the ground with a particularly hard smack, and a large crack appeared up the front of the huge gourd. The next slam caused that crack to grow larger and wider, as did the next, and the next. Brad roared and his cock gave a particularly violent shuddering spasm, which caused the chained pumpkin to strike the ground so hard that it immediately shattered into chunks. With his mighty cock freed of at least half of the weight holding it down, it was free to rear powerfully upward on its next mighty throb. So powerfully, in fact, that it launched the dark orange pumpkin right off of his cock! 

The huge gourd tumbled through the air, a huge gush of fresh stud cum pouring out of the hole punched into its heart by Brad’s almighty bull cock. The huge pumpkin flew upward almost 6 feet off the ground at the top of its graceful arc, and then crashed to the ground about halfway to the cannon, a good 20 feet from the young stud’s still pulsating and pumping cock! When the dark orange pumpkin struck the ground, it split cleanly in half, its structural integrity no doubt compromised by the big, 4-inch diameter hole violently bashed into its side. As the gourd split in two, it poured out what had to be at LEAST a gallon of prime stud sperm, dousing the earth with a deluge of thick, rich, sticky man cream. 

Some half-crazed corner of Nathan’s mind giggled as it realized that Brad couldn’t entirely say that he was a virgin anymore, as he had just fucked a huge pumpkin to death. 

Both Nathan and David were so shocked by this incredible sight that they couldn’t move for several long moments. The only sound that could be heard was the soft, rough, rhythmic grunting coming from Brad’s half-parted lips and the SPLASH-SPLASH-SPLASH of his huge ropey wads striking the already cum-spattered earth. 

It took a full TWO minutes for Brad’s latest load to ratchet down to a low rumble, and even longer for any of the three men to recover from the awesome sight they had just witnessed. The massive cock had beaten the pumpkin cannon against all odds, and as it throbbed proudly skyward and drooled out the dregs of its gargantuan load, it seemed to wear its various scratches, bruises, abrasions, and other wounds with pride, like battle scars earned against a worthy opponent. 

Nathan was utterly flabbergasted, and didn’t know at first what to do. His eyes finally landed upon Brad’s swollen and stretched out nutsac, and conscious thought seemed to suddenly come back to him. He perhaps might not be able to snap Brad’s ridiculously huge and freakishly bull cock in half, but he could still put a permanent end to the stud’s sex life and obliterate his manhood once and for all. 

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 4

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 4

Based on an original story by Sack Stomper

*****

Nathan addressed his hunky captive once again, saying, “Now, I’ve been pounding these big puppies of yours from the front, but to be really effective, I ought to be slamming them from all sides, don’t you think? So I therefore believe that a little repositioning is in order!” Without warning, Nathan jabbed both of his tasers into Brad’s deep, hairy, muscular armpits and shocked the huge hunk full blast, this time tasering him even longer than he did the first time. Brad’s eyes crossed as he convulsed in his restraints, unable to escape the searing agony of the electricity coursing through his massively muscular body. 

When Nathan finally removed the tasers, Brad fell limp against his chains, rendering him temporarily helpless once again. Nathan used that opportunity to flip his massively muscular form around so that he was now facing the tree, his enormously muscular arms embracing the mighty trunk and his equally mammoth legs wrapped around the tree’s base. His still rock hard cock was trapped between his chiseled abdomen and the rough bark of the oak tree, while his gargantuan gonads hung down, massive and vulnerable, between his widely-spread thighs. 

“Hmm, your gigantic thighs and big, beefy ass kinda block those huge balls of yours from view. Let’s see what I can do to make them a better target… Ah, here we go!” Nathan first pulled a short segment of log from the wood pile and placed it between Brad’s legs, face up, so that it created a simple stand. He then pulled a particularly large pumpkin from the pile, using both hands due to the pumpkin’s great weight, and carried it with some effort over to Brad. He placed the pumpkin on the short wooden stump between Brad’s feet. The pumpkin had an unusually long and thick stem, one that curved back on itself to make the perfect handle. 

Nathan next grabbed a short length of metal cable from his duffel bag and made a very large loop at one end and slipped it over Brad’s bloated stud nuts, pulling the loop tight so that both massive nuts were trapped at the bottom of their oversized sac. Then he made a second loop at the other end of the cable, one that was barely long enough to slip over the pumpkin’s thick stem. Brad’s huge nuts were now in essence connected to the huge pumpkin. 

Without warning, Nathan kicked the log stand out from under the pumpkin, letting the huge gourd fall toward the ground…and taking Brad’s bound balls with it! The huge orange pumpkin easily weighed 80 or 85 pounds, maybe even more, enough weight to yank most men’s nuts right off of their body, but Brad’s mighty whoppers managed to pull the gourd up short just a few inches from the cum-spattered earth. The huge muscle hunk cried out in surprise and pain as his humongous nuts were roughly and brutally stretched to a full FIVE inches from his body, but the mighty cords and conduits connecting his huge nuts to his magnificent body held strong. The huge pumpkin was left hanging in midair, gently swaying back and forth, as Brad’s mammoth nuts supported the gourd’s entire weight! 

“THAT’S more like it!” Nathan gleefully exclaimed. “Now those huge balls of yours will be MUCH easier to hit!” 

And indeed they were. Nathan returned to using the smaller pie pumpkins, wanting to stretch out Brad’s torture and emasculation for as long as possible, and shot gourd after gourd unerringly into Brad’s bound and defenseless nuts. Instead of being trapped between the pumpkin and Brad’s own crotch, his battered bollocks were now being crushed against the rough and unyielding trunk of the oak tree itself, an even more solid surface than the young man’s own muscular crotch. Nathan launched the pumpkins as quickly as he could, often with only 2 or 3 seconds between the ejection of one pumpkin and the next, allowing Brad’s nuts the barest minimum of time to recover from one devastating blow to the next. 

Sometimes, the pumpkins would burst upon impact with the young man’s impossibly dense and super tough gonads, coating them and the tree behind them with stringy vegetable guts and slick pumpkin seeds. Each time one of the pumpkins exploded in this manner, Nathan imagined that it was Brad’s own massive nuts splitting wide open, spilling their own meaty guts and raw man seed all over the uncaring ground, and this imagery spurred him to continue hammering and abusing Brad’s screaming bollocks without mercy or respite. 

Other times, the pumpkins would remain solid and intact even after colliding with Brad’s great bull nuts. It was these harder, denser pumpkins that did the most damage to the young man’s low-hanging bollocks, crushing Brad’s balls with unbelievable force and threatening to squash them flatter than pancakes. These pumpkins would often strike so hard that pieces of the bark beneath Brad’s nuts would crack and chip away, shattering in all directions like wooden shrapnel. This rough bark also began to abrade the silky soft flesh of Brad’s huge nutsac where it was pressed up against the tree trunk, the sharp edges creating dozens of scrapes and shallow lacerations all over the face of the gigantic ballbag. 

Nathan also had the bright idea of setting the huge dangling pumpkin to gently spinning, which would twist Brad’s ridiculously stretched out scrotum first one way and then another. He would then time the pumpkin cannon to shoot its next volley to strike at Brad’s nuts from whatever direction he desired — the front, the rear, the sides, and everything in between. When Nathan managed to hit Brad’s nuts directly side on, it forced the outside nut to absorb the initial impact, and then send it crashing into its twin. The brutally powerful blows threatened to force the outside ball to pass THROUGH the one closest to the tree, and more than once, it looked like one  or the other of Brad’s huge bollocks would break apart in the process, but somehow, doggedly, they continued to endure. 

Over time and after many, many impacts from the offending gourd cannon balls, the rough bark had abraded the young man’s soft and delicate scrotal sac on all sides, and soon its entire surface was covered in scratches and abrasions. But these superficial injuries were nothing compared to the damage being inflicted upon the thick, beefy core of each of Brad’s mighty bollocks, and a sobbing David feared that even if Nathan were to stop right now, the injuries already inflicted on those two massive, swollen bull nuts might be fatal to the huge sex glands. The gargantuan bollocks had swollen bigger than ever under all of the relentless abuse, and had now turned an ugly and mottled shade of reddish-purple, clear signs that the delicate testicular tissues were already heavily traumatized. Just how much more could the handsome stud’s mighty nuts take before they simply burst apart in their bruised and battered sac?!?

Meanwhile, Brad’s goliath bull cock remained just as rock hard and erect as ever, even though it too was suffering scratches and abrasions from being pressed so hard against the rough tree trunk. With every flex of his huge muscles or involuntary buck of his hips, Brad was rubbing the underside of his magnificent penis against the rough side of the tree, almost like he was fucking the mighty oak. The hard and crackled surface of the tree trunk was rougher than sandpaper, though, and before long the impossibly thick underside of Brad’s mega schlong was bright red and raw from all of the rubbing. 

None of that reduced the young stud’s boner in the slightest, however. In fact, Brad’s cock seemed to swell even larger and harder as the slow demolition and obliteration of his nuts continued. It shouldn’t have been a shock, then, when the handsome hunk’s massive dong hit orgasm for a second time through nothing more than the brutal pummeling of his nuts and the rubbing of his angry cock against the rough tree bark, but both Nathan and David were nevertheless caught completely by surprise when this second orgasm slammed into Brad’s muscular, straining crotch with the force of a freight train. 

After more than three dozen pumpkins had thudded against the young man’s aching and screaming balls, hammering them from every direction and threatening to reduce them to nothing more than a huge fleshy sack of ground chuck, Brad’s hyperactive libido just couldn’t take it anymore. As had been obvious with his first orgasm, the searing, inhuman pain exploding inside of his battered testicles had crossed wires with his sense of pleasure, so the continued abuse was hammering at his pleasure centers as much as it was his sense of pain. And no pain that a man could experience was greater than having his most delicate man parts systematically bludgeoned and beaten to death. 

The first awesome seminal blast was completely trapped by Brad’s own extraordinarily muscular body, and gushed wetly into the tiny spaces between his deeply etched abdominal and chest muscles and the wide tree trunk itself. But so voluminous was even this first blast that it immediately overflowed the limited space between the tree and the young man’s body, and big slugs of the super human cum wad spurted out messily to either side of the young stud’s heroically flexing body. 

Another pumpkin slammed into Brad’s battered nuts just after the first slug of stud sperm left his body, and as Brad arched backwards and uttered a deafening bellow of agony, the tip of his cock head was revealed as his mammoth chest and upper abs were peeled away from the trunk’s surface. The second mighty jet of spume was therefore unimpeded as it rocketed skyward. From Nathan’s vantage point 40 feet away, it looked like a fountain of white cream had been placed between the young man’s magnificently muscular body and the massive oak tree, for the volume and force behind this second sperm salvo didn’t seen even remotely humanly possible. The gigantic rope of cum blasted at least half a dozen feet above Brad’s own head, nearly catching in the lower branches of the oak tree, before reaching the apex of its climb and then falling downward in a shower of big, gloopy slugs of stud jizz. 

What followed was an inhumanly monstrous orgasm that easily matched Brad’s titanic load from just some 20 minutes earlier. Astoundingly massive and unbelievably thick streamers of cum erupted from the young man’s pulsating cock as if the handsome stud hadn’t cum in a year. And by the time his mighty balls had finished purging themselves of their second goliath cum load more than a full minute later, the entire front of Brad’s exquisitely muscular body was completely coated in his own pearlescent spew, and the front of the massive oak tree was similarly shellacked in a liberal coating of stud jock man jizz. 

But cruel Nathan didn’t let up for a moment. Not only did he continue hammering Brad’s balls with cannonball-sized pumpkins throughout his colossal ejaculation, he kept right on pulverizing the stud’s screaming bollocks long after his second orgasm was complete. Nathan gleefully noted that Brad’s mighty bull balls had begun to weaken and soften over time. Initially, the pumpkin missiles could barely put a dent in the muscle stud’s massive balls, but over time, each impact started to compress the incredibly dense nuts flatter and flatter. Brad’s huge balls continued to immediately rebound to their egg-like shapes as soon as they had repulsed the latest gourd missile, but there was no doubt that their phenomenally thick and tough outer walls were finally starting to break down under the relentless abuse. Now, more than half an hour after the first pumpkin had been launched into Brad’s magnificent man nuts, each new collision of gourd-on-bollocks was causing the young man’s titanic testes to flatten to only half of their original thickness. Nathan knew he was well on his way to breaking those huge nuts wide open! 

Brad’s mind was such a whirl of pain that he didn’t notice at first then the continuous pummeling of pumpkin missiles had suddenly ceased. His massive, cum-slick chest heaved as he tried to regain his breath, the underside of his cock felt like he had been fucking a bed of broken glass, and his throat felt raw from all of the hollering and bellowing. But none of that pain could even BEGIN to compare to the atomic surges of pure agony pulsing from his horrifically bruised and battered nuts. Since he was bound face-first against the huge oak tree, Brad couldn’t see his own balls from his current vantage point, but they felt like they had been reduced to a mangled mess of ruined nut meat. 

Nathan could see, though, that while Brad’s nuts had indeed swollen to nearly twice their already monumentally enormous size and were almost uniformly covered in purple bruises, the two massive orbs were clearly still whole and intact. The young man was astounded by his captive’s strength and staying power, and he walked forward to investigate. 

Brad’s entire body tensed as he felt the unexpected touch of Nathan’s hands once again grasping his beyond-massive balls. This time, though, the man’s touch felt gentle, almost reverent, as his hands softly cradled the enormous mass of battered nut meat hanging between the young man’s gargantuan thighs. Nathan gently rolled the enormous orbs in his hands, awestruck by how utterly massive they’d swollen. Each mammoth whale nut had originally been too big to fit in one of Nathan’s big hands, and now they had bloated so huge that even with both hands, one titanic nut would fill them to overflowing. 

Nathan released his hold on Brad’s right nut and wrapped both of his hands over the goliath left orb, lacing his fingers together around the rear of the huge bollock and placing his thumbs side-by-side on the front. Then, without warning or preamble, Nathan began to press with all of his might, drilling his thumbs downward into Brad’s softening nut meat. 

“GAAAAAAARRRRRGH!!!!!” Brad bellowed in renewed agony as he felt Nathan’s thick thumbs plunge deep into his left ball. Nathan’s eyes grew wide and his grin took on an insane cast as he watched the titanic orb distort in his hands, bending into shapes that no man’s testicle was meant to endure. Brad’s gorgeous green eyes felt like they would bulge out of his head as Nathan’s thumbs dug deeper and deeper into the bloated and distended nut. Brad was sure Nathan wasn’t going to stop until his fingers and thumbs were touching, and he began bracing himself for the wet, loud ‘POP!’ of his great nut bursting at any moment… 

Nathan was in absolute heaven. The object of his greatest sexual desire, the most magnificent human male to ever walk this earth, was bound to an oak tree and absolutely helpless before him. And he was now clutching half of this epic stud’s heroic manhood in his hands, feeling it slowly crumble and collapse in his annihilating grip. The young muscle man’s bellowing and frantic efforts to break free of his heavy steel chains only served to further heighten Nathan’s already extreme arousal, and he felt like his own big cock would spurt its long overdue load into his pants at any moment. He was determined to totally ruin this gorgeous stud, to turn him into something less than a man, and he knew that the handsome hunk’s bulging left nut only had seconds more to live. 

But try as he might, Nathan simply could not get that massive bollock to burst! His face was flushing a deep red with the effort he was pouring into his big hands, and his own arms started quaking. Nathan could feel Brad’s huge, round nut getting flatter and flatter, and flatter still, big bubbles of softening nut meat oozing between his clutching fingers. But he soon reached a point where the colossal nut refused to compress any further, remaining a rock hard, firm meaty patty in his hands. Nathan uttered his own warlike bellow as he pressed down as hard as he could, willing his thumbs to dig through that final inch or so of hard flesh separating his thumbs from his fingers, expecting at any moment to feel his thumbs plunge through that dense, beefy barrier and feel the juicy stud nut implode in his hands. 

But that moment never came. 

With a final cry of frustration and fury, Nathan released Brad’s nearly cracked bollock, and watched the tortured orb quickly resume its usual oblong shape. He could see that his fingers had left marks of fresh trauma in the young man’s tortured nut flesh, but the huge ball had defied him yet again, maintaining its structural integrity against the greatest force he could exert on the mammoth orb. 

After panting for a few moments to catch his own breath, a wry smile crept over Nathan’s handsome features. “I gotta hand it to you, Brad,” he said, with a note of admiration in his voice. “You’ve got a pair of supremely tough coconuts there! Any other man’s nuts would have long since been reduced to nothing more than a bloody smear against that tree trunk, but your ridiculously oversized balls are somehow still in one piece! I would have said it was impossible for a man’s nuts to endure so much abuse, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes. Yup, you are a stud among studs, Brad, no doubt about that!” 

Nathan absently gave the huge pumpkin hanging from Brad’s overstretched balls a short, sharp kick, sending the huge gourd to swaying once again and ripping another grunt of pain from Brad’s barrel chest. 

“But you know what, I think I’ll give your balls a rest for a little while. Give ‘em a chance to firm up a bit for the fun still ahead. Besides, there are other parts of your body I’d like to torture as well.” 

With that, Nathan took his tasers in his hands once again. He jabbed one into the small of Brad’s phenomenally muscular back, just above the twin meaty globes of his humongous bubble butt, and thrust the other into the base of Brad’s skull at the very top of his impressively thick, bull-like neck. The young muscle god managed to choke out another bellow of pain as his entire body was sent into convulsions. Nathan hit the discharge button on both tasers for more than 20 seconds this time, far longer than he had in the past, reducing Brad to a limp stack of muscles, completely unable to defend himself. The cruel captor used this opportunity to once again reposition his studly victim, shackling him so that he once again faced forward. The huge gourd was still hanging from the young man’s tortured balls, and it swung around wildly during the stud’s repositioning, causing even further agony to the handsome hunk. 

“What a gorgeous sight!” Nathan exclaimed as he stepped back to admire his handiwork. And it was true — the bound college stud was indeed the most stunningly beautiful sight that either of the other two men had ever seen. The achingly handsome and magnificently muscled young bull was looking much the worse for wear after all of the brutal treatment he’d endured, but that only served to make him look even more powerful and masculine and brutally sexy. The whole front of his body, from his chest down to his ankles, was completely coated in a thick layer of his own chunky effluvium, filling the air with the heady reek of raw male sex. The underside of his gargantuan horse cock was covered in abrasions and lightly bleeding from several shallow cuts, but was just as rock hard and magnificent as ever, pointing heavenward and drooling even more of his seemingly endless supply of clear lust honey. 

But it was the young man’s behemoth balls that took center stage. Further loosened up by the relentless pounding and by having a nearly 100-pound pumpkin hanging from them for more than half an hour, Brad’s bloated bag of bollocks was now hanging down an astounding SIX INCHES from his crotch, creating a ridiculously elongated rope of nutsac containing the all-important cords, cables, and vessels that kept the young man’s balls attached to his body and gave them continued life. 

The balls themselves had swollen so large that they looked too big to belong on any creature, man OR beast! Each massive, egg-shaped orb had now bloated so huge that they were bigger than most of the pie pumpkins that had been hurled against them. But though they felt softer and squishier than any pumpkin, Brad’s bollocks still had a hard and solid core, which they had proven time and time again against an onslaught of more than 100 pumpkins. The healthy pink color of less than an hour ago had been replaced by a mottled dark red and deep purple, visible evidence of the terrific trauma that had been meted out to the young man’s mighty bull balls over the course of the afternoon. 

The herculean hunk nuts had stoically endured savage abuse that would have destroyed any other man’s balls dozens and dozens of times over. And not only had the massive bollocks survived and remained whole, they’d blown the two most freakishly massive loads that either of the other men had ever seen, back to back, simultaneously proving both their super human toughness and their supreme virility. But the question remained — exactly how much damage had those two massive balls already received? Even if Nathan stopped now, would those twin lava factories survive the damage they’d already endured? Were they so heavily mauled and mangled that the young man was already sterile, effectively a eunuch? Or was is possible that they could still recover from even THIS level of abuse…as long as the torture stopped right now? 

These questions seemed moot, however, for as Nathan once again manned his pumpkin cannon, it seemed clear that the jealous and lust-crazed college student was determined to redline the young jock’s balls to the breaking point and beyond. 

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 3

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 3

Based on an original story by Sack Stomper

*****

Nathan had been hiding in the lower branches of the oak tree the entire time, gleefully awaiting the arrival of his friend, David, and the object of his greatest desire and envy, Brad. True to his word, David had led Brad to the big tree like a bull to the slaughter, and Nathan was at first wickedly overjoyed with how the shorter man was so clearly and so effectively seducing the unsuspecting muscle stud. But Nathan soon realized that David’s seduction was no mere act; his friend was clearly as infatuated with Brad as the big man was in him! It was almost like David was rubbing Nathan’s face in the fact that he could have what his friend could not. The sight made Nathan furious, and he toyed with the idea of punishing David as well… 

Nathan stealthily crept down on the far side of the tree, took out a few tools from his duffel bag, and waited for the right moment to strike. Seeing David shellack Brad’s mammoth bull nuts with his own stud gruel was the signal Nathan had been waiting for, and with both men so distracted, Nathan attacked. 

With lightning speed, Nathan jammed two tasers into Brad’s body — one into his solid muscular right flank, and the other into his hairy groin, right next to the thick base of his impossibly huge cock. Both tasers were at their maximum setting, shooting enough combined electricity into the young man’s gloriously muscular body to fell a bull elephant. David had stumbled backward onto his ass in surprise at the attack, and thus was spared any secondary voltage from the tasers. Brad, on the other hand, was completely paralyzed by the double-barreled shock, his eyes flashing wide in terror and pain as all of his powerful muscles were suddenly locked in a mighty contraction for five full seconds, and then fell limp. 

Nathan quickly grabbed Brad’s enormous shoulders and pressed him back against the tree, keeping the huge man from bonelessly toppling forward, and shouted to David, “Quick, help me get this stud tied up!” 

David was so stunned by the suddenness of the attack that he quickly jumped to obey, not yet thinking about the consequences of his actions. As the last dribbles of his unforgettably powerful load oozed out of his still rock hard cock, David helped Nathan secure thick leather cuffs around Brad’s wrists and ankles, and then attach each of these cuffs to stainless steel chains. Brad’s powerfully muscular arms were pulled down and back by the chains, which Nathan locked together on the far side of the massive tree trunk. Brad’s massive legs were similarly secured, spreading his goliath thighs wide to fully expose the young man’s gigantic cock and balls. 

With his prey fully immobilized, Nathan smiled wickedly and said, “Well isn’t THAT a glorious sight! The biggest, best looking stud on campus tied up to a tree, all helpless and vulnerable, with his ridiculously oversized dick and nuts just hanging out there for the world to see! And all completely at my mercy!” 

“Hey Nathan,” David said, a note of uncertainty and fear in his voice. “What do you plan on doing to Brad now that you’ve got him all tied up? I mean, I think you’ve already made your point. The big guy is clearly really scared, so I think he’s learned his lesson. Besides, he’s a really sweet guy, and you know that he didn’t MEAN to hurt your feelings.” 

“Didn’t mean to hurt my FEELINGS?!?!” Nathan shouted, raw anger in his voice. “Parading around our dorm room every day in all of his studly glory?! All of those muscles just a few feet away from me, but always out of my reach?! Always PRETENDING to be nice to me, flashing me those brilliant smiles of his, and acting like my friend, when all he really wanted was YOU?!? Pumping out a gargantuan load into his sheets every single fucking NIGHT as he dreamed about YOU?!? No, big Brad hasn’t even BEGUN to pay for how much he’s hurt me!!” 

“And speaking of hurt and betrayal…” Nathan said ominously, before suddenly spinning around and slamming a taser into the underside of David’s big balls, jamming the fat nuts into the young man’s pelvis while simultaneously unleashing a massive surge of electricity into the short stud’s privates. Agony exploded in David’s groin, and his eyes flew open wide in response. Nathan tased David for only a couple of seconds and at a far lower setting than he’d used on Brad, but it was more than effective, for the young man crumpled to the ground in a limp heap, temporarily paralyzed. 

“Leave him ALONE, you BASTARD!!” Brad bellowed in a dangerously deep voice. The big stud was already recovering from the double taser blast he’d received, far faster than Nathan would have thought possible, and was pulling against his steel chains and restraints with all of his considerable might. 

“Or what?” Nathan replied in a teasing tone. “You gonna help your little lover here? No, I think you should be more worried about yourself, big guy!” 

Nathan quickly went to work on David, binding his wrists together over his head and dragging the naked little muscle pup over to a nearby tree stump. He wrapped a chain around a big exposed root, one that was more than 8 inches around, and locked David’s bound arms in place. The young man was only weakly moaning and groaning, and only just beginning to shake off the effects of the taser blast to his balls. 

With David immobilized, Nathan was able to turn his full attention on big Brad. 

“Well, Brad, you’re certainly the man who has it all,” Nathan said, sneering at the big muscle man as he ran his eyes hungrily up and down the stud’s magnificently muscular body. “You’re more handsome than ANY man has a right to be, you’ve got a rockin’ hard body that would be the envy of any pro bodybuilder, and you’re hung like a freaking BEAST! I just don’t think that’s fair, do you? It’s not like you got dealt a royal flush — it’s like every fucking card in your entire fucking DECK is a fucking ACE! You’re an utterly perfect man, Brad, and you should have been mine. None of this would be happening if only you’d wanted me instead of David. And I’m going to make you pay for that poor judgment…” 

Locking eyes with the terrified but defiant Brad, Nathan reached forward and grabbed one of Brad’s behemoth balls in each hand. The colossal orbs filled Nathan’s hands beyond overflowing, but that didn’t deter the vengeful man, and he began to squeeze down with his strong fingers. Nathan could see pain flicker in Brad’s stunning green eyes, and the big man’s muscular jaw flexed and tensed as he grit his teeth against the growing agony in his nuts, but the huge stud refused to give his assailant and roommate the satisfaction of making him cry out. Nathan wasn’t deterred, though, and in fact was hoping it would take a while to break Brad to his will…and break his ridiculously oversized balls in the process. 

But the latter was proving to be far, far tougher than Nathan would have ever expected. The huge orbs in his hands were incredibly hard, harder than should have been possible for a man’s testicles, so dense with thick nut meat that they resisted more than the most minor deformation no matter how hard Nathan squeezed. He changed his grip so that his thumbs could dig into the middle of each mammoth nut, and started trying to drill his thick thumbs into the very heart of the young stud’s manhood. Again, however, Nathan was foiled, for his strongest efforts yielded only the barest of dents into the sides of the stud’s mighty bull balls. 

Nathan refused to be daunted and kept up his ball mauling action for a very long time, squeezing so hard that he was certain any other man’s bollocks would have long since exploded in his hands, but Brad’s herculean bull nuts just absorbed every ounce of power that Nathan could pour into them, and seemed to just beg for more. The slow, methodical squeezing and crushing went on and on and on for minute after minute, abuse that would have reduced any other man to blubbering tears, but Brad simply returned Nathan’s cold stare and refused to cry out. And even though Nathan could tell that Brad was experiencing a world of hurt from the ball bending abuse, the stud’s behemoth horse cock remained just as rock hard as ever, and even began to ooze the first few drops of slick, clear precum. For all the world, it looked like Brad was ENJOYING having his grapefruit-sized gonads cruelly crushed in another man’s hands! The sight was unbelievable! 

After nearly 10 minutes of relentless ball squeezing, Nathan finally released the bigger man’s enormous testicles in disgust, furious that he hadn’t even begun to soften them up yet. Brad’s colossal cajones were glowing a bright red with the imprint of Nathan’s big hands, but were otherwise completely unharmed by a level of brutal abuse that would have liquified any other man’s balls. 

Nathan wasn’t worried, however, for he knew that he had a surefire way of permanently breaking Brad’s big nuts, and he set about putting his next plan into action. 

“Don’t move,” Nathan quipped, “I’ll be right back!” Nathan set off at a slow jog around the corner of the nearby corn maze, and less than half a minute later started working his way back, dragging a large device behind him. Neither David nor Brad could at first make out what the contraption that Nathan was dragging behind him. David figured it out first, however, and as he let out an involuntary gasp of fear, Brad’s green eyes widened in understanding as well. And both men instantly knew that Brad’s huge balls would soon be in terrible, mortal danger. 

“Is that…? Oh FUCK, man, you CAN’T be SERIOUS!!” David cried. 

“Oh, I’m deadly serious,” Nathan replied, a cruel smile on his lips. 

As Nathan moved the contraption into place about 40 feet away from the massive oak tree, the other two men could get a long, hard look at the device. 

The large assembly of steel and hardwood was something of a combined catapult and slingshot. It had been used during the recent Harvest Festival as part of one of the more popular carnival games. The catapult had been set up at one end of an open field, and a series of heavy wooden targets had been set up on the other side of the field, up to 100 or more yards away. Festival goers would pay for their ammunition, which consisted of small pumpkins up to the size of ripe cantaloupes, and would load and aim the slingshot at the far away targets. With a pull of a lever, the pumpkin would launch forth as if shot from a high-powered cannon, sailing through the air at great speed. All three of the young man had watched others play the game, and delighted when a well-aimed pumpkin would collide with a target with an explosive and messy SPLAT. 

It quickly dawned on Brad what his cruel captor intended to do with the pumpkin cannon, and his powerful and valiant efforts to free himself of his iron chains became even more violent and frantic, but remained ineffective. 

Nathan tinkered with the cannon, adjusting its height and position, and clearly taking aim at the gorgeous stud of a man chained to the oak only a mere40 feet away. When he was satisfied with the set up, he then stepped over to the nearby pile of discarded pumpkins and started searching for his first gourd missile. 

“Hmm, I think I’ll start with this one,” Nathan said in a nonchalant voice, picking up a small pie pumpkin and weighing the gourd in his hand. “Don’t want to start TOO big, after all, as I don’t want to break your big bull nuts too soon,” he cruelly teased, loading the orange pumpkin into the slingshot cannon. 

Nathan began rubbing the bulge in his denim-clad crotch, turned on at the prospect of the big jock’s imminent de-nutting. He did some final tinkering with the cannon’s aim, placed his hand on the big wooden lever, and fired. 

Time seemed to stand still for all three men as the pumpkin shot forth like a rocket, a streak of orange aimed directly at the bound muscle stud. The aim was a little high, as the pumpkin collided with terrific force against the uppermost row of Brad’s granite-hard abs…and caught the young man’s huge, swollen cock head directly between the speeding missile and the impenetrable wall of muscle. The pumpkin struck the underside of that massive spongy plum and crushed it against the young man’s corrugated belly with punishing force, colliding so hard that the solid pumpkin actually shattered on impact. But not before pulverizing the tip of the stud’s rock-hard dick and nearly knocking the breath out of his lungs! The sharp, stinging pain in Brad’s cock was ferocious, but with his diaphragm momentarily paralyzed by the force of the strike, he could only utter a soft, deep grunt of pain. 

“Seems my aim is a little high,” Nathan joked, though it was now obvious that he’d intended for the first gourd to strike high. He adjusted the settings, loaded a second pie pumpkin, and shouted, “Ready! Aim! FIRE!” 

The second pumpkin launched with equally devastating force, and this time collided with the midpoint of Brad’s heroically thick, columnar cock shaft. Unlike his spongy cock head, which had been squashed nearly halfway flat by the first pumpkin, his steel-hard shaft barely even dented as it was caught between the speeding pumpkin bullet and the solid wall of his rock hard abdominal muscles. The gourd struck with such force that its thick wall, instead of shattering like the previous pumpkin, actually split in half right down the middle along the axis of Brad’s mammoth horse cock, the two pumpkin halves bouncing off of Brad’s concrete abs to the ground below. 

This time, Brad let out a loud grunt of pain through his clenched teeth, but still refused to cry out. It felt like his cock had been snapped in half by the force of the blow, but other than a large circular patch of bright red at the point of impact, his mighty truncheon of a cock was unharmed. 

David now realized that his friend was taking his revenge far past the point of a mere prank. Nathan was now clearly setting his aim for Brad’s massive, unprotected jewels, the source of his fantastic musculature and heroic manhood, with the intent of not just causing the young man pain and humiliation, but of actually castrating the young muscle bull!! 

“NO, Nathan! This is INSANE!! Please stop it now! Don’t hurt Brad any more!” David cried, begging for mercy for the achingly hot and handsome hunk. 

“Almost there!” Nathan gleefully shouted, ignoring his friend’s protests. “Just a few more adjustments…” He loaded in a third pumpkin, this one identical to the previous two except for its yellow color, and fired the cannon. 

Although the pumpkin only took a few milliseconds to cross the intervening distance between the cannon and his undefended crotch, to Brad it seemed to take forever. His stunning green eyes were fixated on the solid pie pumpkin as it came closer, and closer...

CRUNCH!!

Brad’s bellow of agony almost completely drowned out the sound of the pumpkin crashing full-force into his huge balls. The aim was spot on and the force was tremendous. The pumpkin split on impact into three or four big chunks before falling the ground, revealing two bright red, slightly battered-looking balls. Brad writhed and hollered like a wounded bull, tearing at his iron chains with greater force and urgency than ever, and his gigantic muscles bulging and flexing most dramatically in a display of awesome masculine might. He had never before felt such extreme, explosive pain and was sure his testicles had just ruptured, even though they were still quite whole. 

“Perfect!” Nathan cried. “Right on target! Let’s try a bigger one this time.” Nathan picked a slightly larger white pumpkin from the pile and loaded it onto the cannon. Brad’s reddened nuts were bouncing wildly in their huge sac as he frantically — but uselessly — tried to escape his heavy steel bonds. Nathan watched the gorgeous interplay of Brad’s flexing muscles for several long moments, enraptured by the beautiful and intensely masculine sight, before pulling back on the lever and letting the next heavy gourd sail through the air. 

CRU-UUU-NCH!!!

Brad thought he might pass out from the pain exploding in his nuts as the larger, heavier pumpkin smashed into his dangling ballsac. Brad’s defenseless bull nuts had no choice but to absorb the full force of the devastating impact, partway flattening against his rock solid pelvis before the heavy pumpkin broke into a dozen messy chunks and rebounding harmlessly away. His mind was swimming in agony, and he was sure that Nathan was already inflicting some serious damage to his...

CRU-UUUUU-NCH!!!

Brad hadn’t even had time to process the last impact before another white pumpkin, this one even larger and easily the size of a bowling ball, collided with his defenseless genitals. This pumpkin’s tough shell was harder than any that had gone before, so didn’t immediately split on impact. That meant that the big white pumpkin possessed even more crushing force as it flattened Brad’s screaming nuts against his pelvis. Brad’s howls of agony went up an octave (though were still a deep, rumbling baritone). His gorgeous face was flushed red with his continuous bellows of pain, and his tremendously thick and broad chest was heaving most appealingly as he struggled to catch his breath. 

After three devastating impacts — any of which could have easily pulverized another man’s balls into uselessness — Brad’s already huge balls were starting to swell even larger, making the skin of his massive sac stretch even tighter across its enormous contents. His balls were becoming beet red from the ball bursting impacts, but were still just as rock solid and intact as ever. But how long could even his mighty bollocks stand up against such punishing abuse?! 

Nathan selected another, slightly smaller pumpkin — this one a vibrant yellow — and gave Brad an evil smirk as he weighed the big pumpkin in his palm. This pumpkin, though slightly smaller than the two white pumpkins that had come before, was significantly denser and heavier, and Nathan knew it had the potential to do some really serious damage to Brad’s sexual equipment. His rock hard cock was pressing insistently against his jeans at this point, for Nathan was powerfully turned on at the prospect of unmanning this massive muscle stud, and he eagerly loaded the next pumpkin into the launcher. 

“Careful there dude! Looks like you’re in danger of popping your load!” Nathan might be teasing his big, handsome captive, but his words were true. Brad’s monumental horse cock was just as bone hard as ever, and the thick veins coursing up and down its tremendous length looked like they might burst right of its skin. A steady stream of clear, glistening goo was pouring down the extraordinary length of that monster cock, the young man’s slick love juices dripping to the leaf- and mulch-strewn ground below. It did indeed look like Brad could blast his load at any moment. But how was that even possible, considering that his gigantic balls were being slowly hammered into sterility?!?

“Ready... aim... FIRE!!” 

Brad was going hysterical, writhing wildly but unable to break free of his restraints. He was totally defenseless as the pumpkin, nothing but a yellowish blur, zeroed in on his manhood.

“AAAAARRRRGH!!!” Brad screamed as the pumpkin unerringly found its target. The yellow orb landed squarely at the seam of Brad’s bulging nutsack. As Nathan expected, this denser pumpkin dug even further into the fleshy, softening orbs than the previous ones. Brad felt his testicles pressing against his pelvic bone, being crushed as the pumpkin sank deeper, and deeper, …and deeper still. For a horrifying moment, Brad was sure this pumpkin wasn’t going to stop until it was touching his pelvis, obliterating the huge jock nuts caught in between. 

But after collapsing down to half their normal girth, Brad’s impossibly fat bull nuts refused to be crushed any further, and the heavy yellow pumpkin bounced off of his crotch to land in the growing heap of shattered pumpkin guts littering the ground before him. 

“PLEEEEASE!!” David begged, tears streaming down his handsome face as he helplessly watched the slow destruction and emasculation of the hottest, handsomest, most hugely-hung stud he’d ever seen. “You’re gonna BREAK his big balls, Nathan! Please don’t hurt him any more!! I’m sure he’s learned his lesson! Just don’t hurt him any more!!” 

“Let’s go inspect the damage, shall we?” Nathan said, again ignoring the pleas of his sobbing friend. He walked up to the captive hunk and once again grasped his dangling goolies, fully expecting them to be positively mushy after four full-force blows from the pumpkin cannon. But to his amazement, though both orbs were now glowing an angry red and were starting to stretch their scrotum tight, they were barely any squishier than before the abuse had begun. These were some tremendously tough stud nuts indeed! Nathan couldn’t help but be powerfully impressed by the sheer raw STRENGTH he could feel coursing through those two massive lumps of man meat captured in his clutching hands. 

Nathan noticed that Brad’s monstrous horse cock was visibly quivering, pulsing even harder than ever with the young man’s thundering heart beat. He wondered if it could actually be possible that this young muscle titan could be on the verge of blowing his load! A leering smile of both lust and awe crept across Nathan’s face as he squeezed down with all of his might, digging his fingers as far as they could go into the slightly softened ball meat. 

And that was all it took. 

“GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!” Brad roared as his thick bull cock gave a series of mighty pulses, and then began ejaculating the most insanely colossal load that either of the other two men had ever seen. The first wad was a gigantic rope of cum that painted a thick white stripe more than halfway to the pumpkin cannon. A second mammoth slug of cum followed, spraying the jock’s blindingly white seed even further. The third impossibly huge gush of sperm spurted out a little to the left, lashing across David’s bound and naked body and painting a messy white stripe against his tanned, olive skin. The incredibly erotic feeling of the muscle stud’s hot, chunky seed splattering across his own body sent David into his second, mind-wracking spontaneous orgasm, and he pumped his own big load into the dirt even as Brad pounded out literally DOZENS more humongous gouts of prime alpha jock stud cream. Even Brad’s titanic testicles didn’t look capable of producing so much thick, thick jizz at one go, but the proof was already strewn across the earth before them, and even more of the stuff was still pouring out in great ropes and streamers of cum. 

Brad’s monumental orgasm lasted more than a full minute, and both Nathan and David quickly lost track of the number of individual huge spurts of cum that burst out of his wildly pulsating bull cock. Nathan, standing to one side with his death grip on Brad’s spasming stud nuts, was untouched by the deluge of sperm, but David had been hit by half a dozen or so massive slugs of the sticky, gloopy stuff, and the short stud looked like he’d been on the receiving end of an epic bukkake session involving the ENTIRE rugby team, not just its biggest, beefiest member. 

Nathan stood there with a dumbfounded look on his face, his mouth gaping open in utter awe and amazement even as his fingers still clenched deep into the groaning stud’s tortured nut meat. After several long moments, Nathan finally found his voice, exclaiming, “HOLY FUCK!!! What the hell was THAT!?! You came like a fucking FIREHOSE, dude!! Man, I thought your nocturnal emissions were huge, but those now look like little squirts compared to THIS fucking flood of jizz!! Those are certainly some mighty baby batter factories you got there, Brad!” 

Nathan finally released Brad’s tortured eggs and gave them a firm but friendly pat. “Yeah, mighty tough fuckers, too! I woulda thought they’d be nice and soft and mushy after a couple of pumpkin blasts in the nuts, but your big bollocks have hardly softened up at all! I guess it’s just gonna take a bit more time and effort to wear them down…and fortunately, we’ve got all day!”