The Ghost Network V — What A Mess -- Part 4

The Ghost Network V — What A Mess

Part 4

Based on an original story by Sack Stomper

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The tight black rubber gasket sealed shut behind them, trapping Nikolai’s balls inside the clear chamber as Ghost again pressed the button on the two remotes, one activating the vacuum pump for the basketball-sized chamber, and the other reawakening the vibrating dildo still shoved to the hilt up the young man’s hot, muscular ass. Nikolai let out a deep groan and his gigantic muscles flexed majestically as his bruised and battered balls started to expand once more. His humongous nuts slowly became bigger and bigger as the hundreds of thousands of tiny tubules and ducts inside of them expanded to fill the vacuum, and more and more blood and other fluids further engorged the straining tissues. A throbbing pressure started to fill his sack that ironically felt like his big bollocks were being crushed, even though they were now twice their normal size, looking like a dark red pair of cantaloupes. 

“So what do you think?” The Ghost said in his deep and rich timbre, addressing the main camera. “Should I just finish him now? Let the vacuum chamber complete its work?” 

Nikolai pleaded and struggled desperately to get loose, but the diabolical machine just kept sucking the air out of the chamber, forcing his valiantly straining bollocks to fill in more and more of the growing void. 

“MMMMPH!!”

Meanwhile, the vibrator mercilessly ravaging his fluid-bloated prostate was once again forcing his mighty and overstimulated libido into overdrive, pushing his tortured loins toward another agonizing orgasm. Nikolai’s hyper-engorged penis was trying to swelling impossibly larger still, straining against both the confines of his skin and the boundaries of human possibility. The mammoth sex organ had by now surpassed 17.5 inches, having gained just over an entire inch in length, and was struggling to grow even larger still! The titanic size of his over bloated penis created a deep, throbbing ache all its own, but that pain was completely overshadowed by the searing agony erupting inside of Nikolai’s grotesquely swollen balls. 

Nikolai felt a strange sensation, almost like a zit had popped somewhere inside his bulky left nut, and he looked down to see that hideous welts were starting to form all over his engorged sack, which was still puffing up. These angry welts were a darker purplish-red against the deep blood red of his bloated sac, and those welts grew longer and wider as his bollocks continued to inexorably grow. 

“PWMMMMPH!!!”

Nikolai’s muffled screams were becoming louder and more frantic as his bollocks slowly approached critical mass. He could feel more of those tiny explosions occurring inside of his bloating nuts with increasing frequency, and he feared that his huge balls could literally explode at any moment. Those two mammoth sex glands had now swollen so monstrously huge that their sides were starting to press against the clear plexiglas of the chamber’s interior, filling more and more of the vacant space inside of the big, basketball-sized sphere. 

Suddenly, the young man’s heroically muscular body was rocked by his second vibrator-powered orgasm, and his turgid loins once more began to mightily throb and pulse in time to his thunderous orgasm. But just like with his first orgasm, not a single drop of fluid could escape Nikolai’s balls, no matter how hard his mammoth bull cock bucked and throbbed. The gigantic load of cum boiling inside of his nuts simply couldn’t break free, the ungodly suction of the clear chamber locking every sperm cell of his dangerously burgeoning load inside of his screaming, swelling testes. Just the powerful contractions inside of his heaving nuts threatened to finish the job and cause the huge oblong organs to crack and explode, but somehow they held their structure together, even as they slowly puffed and swelled even larger still. 

The young man’s agonizing orgasm lasted for nearly two full minutes this time, the handsome stud’s desperate need for release once again stymied by the wicked vacuum pressure inside the plexiglas chamber. The Ghost turned off the vibrator once the last quivering throes of orgasm finished wracking Nikolai’s staggeringly muscular body, but he let the chamber continue its merciless suctioning efforts for several minutes more, eager to see if the young man’s bloated bollocks would explode. But in the end, the stud’s hideously swollen nuts endured, expanding to fill every cubic centimeter of the basketball-sized sphere, and had no room to swell any further. Nikolai’s mighty man nuts had proven themselves to be even stronger than the vacuum chamber, and had survived! 

Once again, The Ghost powered off the machine. Nikolai’s gargantuan nuts immediately began to rapidly deflate, losing a great deal of their artificially-enhanced mass and bulk. But even after the pressure was equalized inside the sphere, the young man’s balls were still far, far larger than they’d been as the start of the evening. Nikolai’s titanic testicles had left their ‘mere’ grapefruit size behind and had swollen to the dimensions of a pair of big, veiny honeydew melons. Some of the new size was no doubt the result of traumatized and puffy tissues that would no doubt shrink in time, but a substantial amount of the new mass could well be permanent! 

Not that The Ghost was likely to allow Nikolai the luxury of enjoying his newfound size. 

Turning off the vacuum also allowed the pent up seminal juices inside of Nikolai’s swollen prostate and brutalized loins to gush forth from his heroically engorged cock. And gush it did, as nearly two PINTS of precum explosively spilled forth, instantly drenching his entire cock and flooding his loins and the floor with his lubricating sex juices. Unlike his previously crystal clear precum, this eruption of fluids had a slight milky color to it, some very small amount of his too-long-held sperm managing to work its way out of his big boulder balls to spill on the uncaring floor. 

It took a great deal more elbow grease this time, but The Ghost managed to once again extricate Nikolai’s swollen bollocks from the glass chamber. The copious flow of the young man’s slick and slippery precum helped tremendously in this regard, but even so, Nikolai’s testicles were now so monstrously huge that they had to bend and contort into truly unnatural shapes to finally work their way free of the tight rubber gasket. 

Nikolai’s achingly handsome head slumped down toward his massive, sweat-slickened pecs as the exhausted young muscle stud panted through his ball gag and tried to regain his breath after his most recent brush with testicular destruction. His horrifically bloated nuts continued to scream in agony, aching right down to their very cores, feeling like they were still being pulled apart from the inside out even though the suction machine had been turned off. The skin of his overstuffed scrotum was stretched tighter than a drum across its weighty, bulky contents. The melon-sized orbs were covered in dozens of angry welts and were an ugly mottled purplish-red with deep bruises, but still managed to look beautiful and magnificent and unutterably powerful. 

The exhausted young stud hung nearly motionless, just the steady rise and fall of his massive chest and the occasional quiet groan of misery indicating that he was still conscious and alive. His monumentally engorged penis and hideously swollen, puffed up balls were on full display to all of the cameras in the room, which roomed in on the battered but still miraculously intact manhood from every possible angle. 

The way things are going, Nikolai won't ever be able to stuff his beyond-bloated testicles into a pair of pants ever again! Of course, The Ghost is unlikely to allow the young blond stud to survive the night with anything resembling a functioning set of balls between his colossally muscular thighs...

The Ghost Network V — What A Mess -- Part 3

 The Ghost Network V — What A Mess

Part 3

Based on an original story by Sack Stomper

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Nikolai had largely recovered in the meantime, and when he saw his cruel captor start to don a pair of boxing gloves, he once more began to buck and thrash and strain mightily as his bindings. The handsome young man’s monumental physique bulged and flexed in the most astounding and awe-inspiring interplay of gargantuan and perfectly balanced muscles. Even The Ghost had to pause for a few long moments to drink in the breathtaking sight of this beautiful behemoth of muscle as he fought desperately to break free. His muffled screams and bellows echoed in the small room as he fought with all of his awesome might to win his freedom, but the steel and leather bindings holding him in place were too strong for even Niko’s fantastic strength to break. 

The black-clad masked man took up a boxer’s stance, throwing a few feints as he lined up the best avenue of attack, and then he threw his first punch. 

Nikolai already knew just how strong The Ghost was — all too well, in fact — from his previous use of the baseball bat. But somehow, his powerful punch felt even stronger! The masked man really leaned into the first blow, his while glove impacting with terrible force directly into both of the young man’s tightly packaged nuts, and Niko felt like his breath was nearly knocked from his big lungs. His beautiful blue eyes flew open wide with the agony that exploded inside of his battered testicles, and he could only hiccup in a desperate effort to regain air in his lungs, in too much pain to even scream. 

The Ghost then landed a rapid combination of blows — left, right, left, right — really clobbering Nikolai’s jiggling and quivering nuts, and the handsome young muscle bull finally found his voice, letting out an animal bellow of agony. 

“MMMmmmmph!!!”

The Ghost leaned back on his heels for a moment, and a low laugh came from behind his smirking mask. “Oh, didn’t I tell you?” he asked with fake sincerity. “These gloves are packed with lead weights!” 

He then tore into Nikolai’s balls once again, pummeling and hammering them with his gloved fists like he was trying to punch his way through a brick wall. The blows fell fast and furious, while Nikolai continued to writhe and buck and scream in abject agony. The Ghost alternated between a frontal assault, where he punched Nikolai’s red and swollen sac with only a brief pause between blows; to brutal uppercuts, plowing the young man’s nuts into his body so hard that the handsome jock thought that he was going to be split in half; to wicked right and left hooks, striking Niko’s huge testes from the sides so hard that, by all rights, the gigantic testes should have caved in under the assault. The Ghost struck Nikolai’s screaming balls from every conceivable angle, making sure to inflict the maximum possible suffering on the boulder-balled lad. The achingly handsome muscle hunk could only cry and sob and beg for the abuse to stop, but all that managed to come out were muffled screams. 

“Pmmpmmph!!!”

Nikolai’s massive cock remained disturbingly diamond hard throughout the beyond-brutal testicular assault, sometimes waving wildly through the air after a particularly powerful blow to the handsome lad’s testes, or smacking hard against the rock solid wall of his cobblestone abdominal muscles, but always remaining one hundred percent tumescent no matter how much agony was ripping through his balls. In fact, there was now no disputing the fact that his already monstrous cock was indeed growing even bigger! The strange chemical cocktail that The Ghost had injected earlier into the base of his mighty fuckstick was causing it to try to bloat and inflate to never-before-achieved size. The gigantic cock had grown another half inch in length, perhaps even more, and had swollen even thicker than ever. The entire cock was growing a dark and angry red, engorged with too much blood, and the swollen the bulbous glans was nearly purple. The tortured veins running up and down the colossal shaft had swollen even bigger and thicker as well, and new veins seemed to be popping up all the time. The skin sheathing Nikolai’s magnificent cock was now stretched so thin that it was shiny like glass. The young man’s over-inflated cock looked painful and grotesque and oh-so-beautiful! 

The sounds of the thick and beefy impacts ricocheted through the room as Nikolai's humongous bull balls were slowly annihilated by the astonishingly strong Ghost. It was a level of testicle-slaughtering abuse so extreme that surely no man’s gonads could ever hope to survive. Yet the insanely brutal barrage of abuse went on and on and on, minute after minute after minute, steadily decimating the young man’s legendary manhood. The agony was so intense that Nikolai’s beautiful blue eyes began to flutter and threatened to roll back into his head, and the heroically tough muscle man felt like he was going to black out. 

Finally, after what had to be a solid 15 minutes of testicle-pounding action, The Ghost suddenly stopped. He removed the lead-filled white gloves and tossed them carelessly to the floor. A shuddering and quietly sobbing Nikolai thought that he was being given a reprieve from the brutal torture, but that hope was short lived, for his eyes bugged out once again as he watched The Ghost don a pair of wicked-looking, brass-colored knuckle dusters onto each of his bare hands. 

“Now is when things get FUN!” The Ghost said as he lined up his fists and resumed the attack. 

THUD

THUD

THUD

THUD

The Ghost continued punching Nikolai’s swollen sack, this time with his brass knuckle encased fists, really grinding the metal knuckles into the lad’s bruised ball flesh with each brutal impact. But despite the horrific abuse they had already endured, the jock’s mighty nutsac was STILL resisting deformation. The young man’s mammoth bollocks were now a bright and angry red, bruised and swollen from more than half an hour of steady, unrelenting abuse that would have easily wrecked any other man’s balls at least a dozen times over, but they were still clearly holding on strong. The Ghost had fully expected to feel Nikolai’s thick ball meat warping around his invading fists by this point, but instead it felt like he was punching two large and very firm lumps of wet clay that only barely yielded to even the most devastating of punches. 

But that didn’t slow The Ghost down, and in fact, if anything, goaded him into landing even harder and faster punches into the young man’s beaten and brutalized ballsac. He went at it for another ten solid minutes, really pounding Nikolai’s immense bollocks, trying with all of his might to get the humongous testicles to crack and fail, but to no avail. 

“These things…”

THUD

“…are dense…”

THUD

“…as FUCK!!”

THUD

THUD

THUD

THUD

The Ghost had literally worked up a sweat as he unloaded on Nikolai for several more minutes. Nikolai was certain that his testicles had been utterly ruined. despite still firmly keeping their shape, and the pain was unbelievable. The big muscle man thought he might pass out a dozen times or more, but unfortunately for the young athlete, his monumentally muscular body was simply too ferociously tough to allow him the mercy of unconsciousness. Instead, Niko had to endure every testicle-splitting blow and legacy-ending punch, taking the unbearably handsome hunk to extremes of agony scarcely dreamed of before. 

By the time The Ghost had finally stopped pummeling Nikolai’s traumatized testes, the young man’s deeply chiseled 10-pack of taut abs was filled with a deep, dull ache the likes of which he had never even imagined was possible. His balls felt like they had been through a ringer — literally — though they were still only moderately bruised and swollen. 

“Impressive!” The Ghost commented with real feeling, panting as he slipped the brass knuckles off of his slightly bruised and battered hands, and dropped the knuckle dusters to the floor with a loud clang. He then picked up the glass chamber and violently shoved Nikolai’s behemoth balls back inside. 

Nikolai's beautiful blond boy balls have nearly been pounded into hamburger, and now they're about to face the suction chamber again! Can they possibly survive?!?

The Ghost Network V — What A Mess -- Part 2

 The Ghost Network V — What A Mess

Part 2

Based on an original story by Sack Stomper

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Without another word, The Ghost walked back over to the table, reached beneath the white cloth, and pulled out a heavy wooden baseball bat. The permanent smirk on the man’s mask seemed especially appropriate as he confidently walked back to the bound stud, who had started bellowing and struggling in earnest, dreadfully aware of what his cruel captor had in store. The Ghost thumped the business end of the wooden bat against his open palm a few times as he studied the staggeringly handsome young muscle man before him. He then took a batter’s stance with a two-handed grip on the bat handle, and carefully lined up his aim so that the bat would sail directly into Nikolai’s immensely fat and completely helpless nuts. 

“NO!! No, PLEASE!!” 

The masked man rotated his well-muscled torso almost completely around, winding up for a pelvis-shattering swing, and then swung the bat in a deadly arc. The thick end of the bat collided directly with Nikolai’s naked sac with a loud and resounding thump, crushing his humongous testicles against the solid wall of his crotch. Niko’s blue eyes flew open wide, and he was still trying to process the incredible pain as the black-garbed man reared back and slammed the bat into his nutsac again. And again. And again and again and again. 

Nikolai quickly found his voice, and began uttering deafening bellows of extreme agony, writhing and bucking wildly as much as his restraints would allow, which wasn’t much. His gigantic muscles bulged and flexed spectacularly with his every movement, grainy striations erupting all over his spectacular physique, and thick veins popping up even more all over his mighty chest, huge rounded shoulders, and colossal 28-inch arms. But the breathtakingly handsome young man was utterly helpless to stop the insanely brutal assault on his bulging ball bag. 

The Ghost hammered Nikolai’s massive nuts with wild abandon, not holding back anything as he swung the heavy wooden bat into those trapped testes over and over and over again. He was slowly massacring the biggest, most beautiful balls in the entire world, and loving every minute of it. 

But as minute after minute slowly ticked by — each one an eternity of agony for young Nikolai — the stud’s huge nuts continued to endure. And not just survive — Niko’s dense and meaty man nuts barely deformed under even the most brutal of blows! The young man’s mammoth sac was turning a rosy pink, and swelling ever so slightly from all of the abuse — hardly reflective of the fiery red agony shooting through them — but his huge nuts were otherwise clearly unharmed! 

The rapid barrage of virility-decimating baseball bat strikes went on for more than five agonizingly long minutes, with the hammer blows becoming more wild and more powerful as time went on. There seemed to be a growing desperation in The Ghost’s swings, a burning need to wreck and pulverize Nikolai’s gargantuan gonads. But the young man’s titanic testicles proved to be as fantastically tough as they were monumentally huge, and they resisted the masked man’s every effort to break them. 

Nikolai was openly sobbing, tears streaming down his impossibly handsome face, as a disgusted Ghost angrily threw down the baseball bat and hungrily took both of the jock’s hefty nuts into his bare hands. The Ghost clasped his big hands together with Nikolai’s throbbing and deeply aching nuts trapped between and began to squeeze, hard. Hard enough that most testicles would have been quickly squashed more than halfway flat, or even burst under the terrific pressure, but even after literally hundreds of blows from the baseball bat, Niko’s huge nuts still felt damn near as hard as stone. The Ghost was genuinely surprised and deeply impressed at how firm Nikolai’s balls were, especially after such a brutal beating. He kept squeezing them for a minute or so longer, trying unsuccessfully to crush them against one another, before finally letting go of the sobbing young man’s equipment and allowing the handsome hunk a few moments to catch his breath. 

The Ghost turned toward the camera, still somewhat breathless himself from all of his exertion, and said, “Wow! I really wish you could all feel how firm and hard these things are! STILL!! This kid has balls of fucking STEEL!! Talk about getting your rocks off! I guess I’m just going to have to up the ante a bit…” 

Without warning, The Ghost wrapped the fingers of one hand around the neck of Nikolai’s rosy sac, forcing his gigantic bollocks down farther in their bag, and then slammed his bare-knuckled fist directly into the lad’s aching spuds. 

“OOOooph!!” 

Nikolai’s gorgeous abs reflexively clenched into even more insane relief as the violent nut pain ricocheted through his heaving guts. The young man never knew that he could suffer so much hurt and misery, that his gigantic balls could be such a source of extreme and unending pain, and his huge bulky nuts felt like twin infernos of white-hot throbbing agony. 

Meanwhile, The Ghost had walked back to the cloth-covered table, and reached under the covering to retrieve a large orb of tempered plexiglas. The clear, hollow sphere had a small rubber gasket at one end and a strange tapered nipple at the other, from which a thin black hose dangled, ending in a small black machine about the size of a shoebox. The Ghost set the entire contraption at Nikolai’s bound and naked feet, and then proceeded to plug the black box into an electrical outlet on the nearest wall. 

The Ghost then held up the plexiglas ball toward the camera, rotating it so that his audience could see it in detail, and began explaining its purpose. The sphere itself was about the size of a large basketball, which The Ghost referred to as ‘the chamber’. As Nikolai realized the intended use for the device, he began to scream and bellow in fresh terror. The masked face turned toward him, and even behind the permanent smile, it was obvious that the man was quickly becoming irritated. He retrieved a red ball gag with a black leather strap from the table, and roughly forced the ball into Niko’s open mouth, securing the straps behind his head to secure the gag in place. The young man’s cries and screams weren’t silenced, but they were greatly muffled, and he could no longer form any intelligible words.  

Satisfied, the masked man then picked up the plexiglas chamber and positioned the gasket opening in front of the young man’s balls. Nikolai’s blue eyes grew wide and he began to scream again through his gag. The Ghost used one hand to hold the chamber in front of Nikolai’s crotch and the other to try to roughly shove his balls, one at a time, into the narrow opening. The masked man had to use all of his considerable strength to force the unnaturally dense and solid left orb to bend and warp and distort just enough to squeeze through the relatively small opening, causing the writhing young jock even greater testicular agony before the huge ball popped out on the other side, stuck inside the clear chamber. The Ghost then repeated the process with Nikolai’s equally gigantic right nut, until both big bollocks were resting inside the plexiglas chamber. The black rubbery gasket tightened shut behind them, creating an airtight seal and squeezing uncomfortably tight against the narrow neck of Nikolai’s scrotum. Not enough to cut off the blood supply to his huge, heaving nuts, but more than enough to feel foreign and uncomfortable. The Ghost released the sphere, which clung to the young man’s lush groin like some sort of clear, bulbous leech. 

“Before I activate the chamber,” The Ghost explained to the central camera, “I have one more device to ‘install.’” 

He then produced a sizable battery-operated dildo, not nearly as gargantuan as Nikolai’s own mammoth cock, but certainly not what anyone would call a ‘starter penis’. 

“I would like to conduct an experiment. I’d like to see if, when under proper stimulation, a man can ejaculate while the suction sphere is pumping furiously at his balls. I’ve never tried this on anyone before, so let’s see how it goes.” 

With a typical showman’s flourish, The Ghost greased up the dildo, thoroughly coating the entire rubber phallus with slick lube, and then moved behind the immobile muscle stud. Nikolai’s blue eyes were open wide as he violently shook his head from side to side, and then he threw his head back with his eyes scrunched shut as The Ghost began to press the tip of the mechanical phallus against his virgin back door. Nikolai tightened down on his large and extremely powerful ass muscles, terrific striations exploding across the two enormous glutes, but The Ghost was an expert at his craft, and soon the dildo began to make its inexorable progress up the lad’s extraordinarily strong and tight bunghole. The young man began to scream in fresh pain and despair as his shit chute was cruelly and forcefully deflowered, and in a surprisingly short amount of time, the dildo was inserted all the way to the hilt. 

“Alright everyone! It’s showtime!” 

With one hand, The Ghost activated the dildo invading Nikolai’s ass, and with the other, he pressed the button turning on the black box on the floor, which sprang to life with a low, mechanical hum. The handsome young muscle man was instantly assaulted by two brand new sensations. The first was the disturbingly pleasant feeling of the dildo expertly vibrating against his young and juice-filled prostate. The young man had never before experienced the joys of prostate pleasure, and even in his current state of pain and terror, his mighty virility was such that he began to respond, however unwillingly, to the pleasurable sensations. 

The second sensation was inside his huge nuts, which remained trapped within the plexiglas sphere. The black box on the floor was a suction pump, gradually pulling all of the air out of the sphere and creating an ever stronger vacuum. The audience had an unobstructed view of Nikolai’s nuts trapped in the glass chamber as it was being rapidly drained of air. Nikolai’s already gigantic nuts started to slowly puff up and expand to fill the growing void. The sensation was odd and even strangely pleasant at first, feeling like his balls were being massaged and suckled (which, due to their mammoth size, was a feeling Niko had never experienced before). But as the vacuum steadily grew stronger, the pain began to grow as well, until Nikolai was once more howling and writhing in agony. It felt like some vicious wild animal was violently sucking and pulling on his huge spuds, and as time went on, they continued to slowly bulge and swell, stretching out his overstuffed sac even more. The massive orbs became more and more engorged with blood and other fluids, turning a darker and darker red as time went by. 

“MMMmmph! PMMMmmmmph!!”

At the same time, the mechanical raping of his big, muscular ass was having its own effects on the bucking and writhing lad. Against his will, Nikolai could feel a powerful orgasm beginning to build in his tortured loins, even as his monstrous testicles were forced to slowly balloon larger and larger, filling more and more of the empty void inside the sphere. The young man’s bellows of pain were now mixed with moans of unstoppable pleasure, as his swollen and bloated prostate was expertly stimulated past all possible endurance. 

Nikolai suddenly threw his head back as his entire body flexed in the single most spectacular display of muscular magnificence that The Ghost or anyone in his audience had ever seen. He unleashed a mighty bellow of agony and release as his orgasm slammed into his loins with the force of a runaway freight train, and his colossal, 16.5-inch cock began to throb and pulse with powerful, rhythmic contractions. 

Only not a single drop of cum escaped! The force of suction to which Nikolai’s bollocks were being subjected was so great, so incredibly powerful, that even the mighty contractions of his muscular loins couldn’t overcome the vacuum within the sphere! His burgeoning load of cum remained trapped inside of his steadily swelling balls! 

The young man’s bellowing cries became louder and more desperate as his failed and ruined orgasm backed up inside his swelling balls, adding to the already terrific agony tearing through them. Nikolai’s painful orgasm lasted for well over a minute, artificially prolonged by both the relentlessly buzzing vibrator and his inability to purge his big balls of their heavy payload. 

When Niko’s fruitless orgasm finally shuddered to a finish, The Ghost turned off the vibrator, but he kept the testicle pump going for several minutes longer, making the young man’s bull balls swell to truly freakish size, damn near doubling their original mass. Only then did he shut off the pump and open the release valve, quickly equalizing the pressure inside the sphere. Back at normal atmosphere, Nikolai’s testicles rapidly lost a good deal of their unnatural size and began to return to a more normal color, but they remained significantly larger than they had been before, and a much more angry red. 

The cessation of the suction pressure on his balls had another interesting effect as well. All of the precum and other lubricating seminal fluids that had been building during Nikolai’s forced arousal and failed orgasm suddenly began to pour out of the dilated tip of his achingly rock hard cock in glistening, crystalline rivers. Thick streams of the slick and clear goo quickly drenched every inch of his monstrous cock and soaked his groin, dripping in big wet slugs onto the cold tiled floor. It was an astounding volume of precum, far larger than most men’s entire orgasms, but it was clearly devoid of even a single solitary sperm cell. Nikolai’s behemoth bull cock remained rock hard and straining skyward, looking even larger than before — if that was even possible — and glistening with slick moisture under the bright lights. 

The Ghost let out a low, appreciative whistle before stepping forward and using one hand to lift up the bollock-stuffed chamber, waggling it slightly. 

“FUCK!! And you thought they were big before!” Ghost laughed incredulously as he gently cradled the plexiglas sphere, showing off Nikolai’s puffy orbs to the camera. “I’m not sure how I’m going to get these big boys outta this chamber!” 

In truth, extricating Nikolai’s bloated balls from the large clear sphere was certainly a challenge, but not really any more difficult than getting them inserted in the first place. Though the young man’s titanic testes were significantly larger than they’d been before, pumped up to even more spectacular size by the suction chamber, they were also more puffy and malleable as well. The meaty globes more readily warped and distorted as The Ghost worked first one and then the other big gonad out of the sphere. Freed of the sphere, Nikolai’s bull balls were definitely larger than before, and an angry shade of glowing red, but they looked otherwise unharmed as they clung closely to the young man’s groin in his tight, straining scrotum. 

The Ghost placed the plexiglas chamber on the floor off to one side, and then went back to the table and returned with a pair of white boxing gloves. He then turned to the camera with that permanent smirk on his masked face, and said, “I guess it’s time for round two!” 

Poor Nikolai is in for a world of hurt...