A kinky story written by Alex Nehling
“You’ve learned a lot since our last one on one fight”, Zach said.
The 20 year old was sitting on a chair, his legs spread wide apart. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt and tight shorts that showed off his huge, meaty dick and his extraordinarily fat balls. He had a wide smile on his face. His hands were behind his head, casually rubbing his blond hair.
I couldn’t help but chuckle at Zach’s posture. He was trying to demonstrate dominance, making Logan look at his muscular body and his almost ridiculously large equipment.
Judging by Logan’s reaction, he was less than impressed.
Logan was 18 years old, a handsome, athletic high school wrestler with blond hair and a winning smile. He seemed very relaxed, not the least bit intimidated by Zach’s superior body and the exceptional
“Yeah, I sure have”, Logan said with a smile. He glanced at Zach’s crotch and chuckled, obviously amused by the sight of his genitalia that looked like a salami and two beef tomatoes stuffed into a tote bag that was far too small to hold it all.
“We’ll see if it helps you today.” Zach moved his legs, causing the contents of his shorts to shift dramatically.
Logan let out a laugh.
He could have passed as Zach’s younger brother. Both of them were handsome and blond, thoroughly fit and muscular.
We were here to film a new video for our website. No elaborate plot, no fancy set design, no crazy props or sophisticated contraptions – just two hot guys in a nice, hard, no-holds-barred fight.
My cameraman Chad was ready to start filming, and I turned to Zach and Logan. “You know the drill”, I smiled. “First you introduce yourselves to the audience, then you’ll bash each others’ balls.”
Zach and Logan laughed.
“Wanna go first?” Zach smiled.
Logan shrugged his shoulders. “Alright.” He got up and straightened his low cut wrestling singlet. It was a tight-fitting piece of orange fabric, contrasting nicely with his tanned skin and his blond hair.
Logan made sure to rearrange his dick and balls so that they looked good on camera. Logan had a lot of fans, and he knew what they wanted to see.
Zach didn’t even try to change the arrangement in his tight shorts. His bulge looked obscene, but there wasn’t anything he could do about it.
Zach and Logan were standing side-by-side, smiling into the camera.
“Hi, I’m Logan”, Logan said, showing off his immaculately white teeth. “I’m 18 years old and I’m gonna have a little fun with Zach today. He’s so proud of his big, fat cock and his freakishly huge balls – but I don’t think he’ll be able to get much fun out of them for the next couple of weeks…” He let out a laugh. “I’m gonna crush his nuts and make him choke on his own jizz.” He turned to Zach and grinned. “How does that sound?”
Zach shifted uncomfortably, and his fat left nut slipped out the leg opening of his shorts. He cleared his throat. “Sounds like you’re having a wet dream”, he said before turning to the camera. “I’m Zach. I’m twenty. I know how to fight and I know how to win. I’m going to ram that punk’s nuts to far up his throat that he’ll be coughing sperm for the rest of his life.”
I nodded. “Awesome, thanks.”
Logan chuckled. “That’s a pretty good line.”
Zach raised his eyebrows. “Huh?”
“’I’ll ram his nuts so far up his throat that he’ll be coughing sperm for the rest of his life’”, Logan said. “That’s a great line.”
“You think so?” Zach grinned proudly, scratching his head.
“Hell yeah”, Logan smiled.
“Yeah”, Zach grinned. “Took me a while to come up it.”
“It’s great”, Logan said. “It has everything. It’s funny and humiliating, it’s mean, it’s catchy – do you mind if I borrow it sometime?”
“No prob”, Zach shrugged his shoulders. “Use it whenever you like.” He chuckled. “Your lines weren’t too bad, either.”
Logan grinned. “You like the ‘choke on his own jizz’ thing?”
Zach grimaced. “I’m not really sure…”
They burst out laughing.
“Okay”, I said. “We’re ready to start. Take your positions, guys.”
Logan and Zach smiled at each other.
“Have fun, kid”, Zach grinned.
“Yeah, you too”, Logan replied.
They were in attack position, facing each other, their upper bodies lowered, their legs spread.
“Action”, I yelled.
The two hot hunks circled each other, looking each other in the eyes, both of them waiting for their opponent to make the first move.
Unbeknownst to Zach, his left nut was dangling out of his shorts, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at the sight.
Suddenly, Logan lunged at Zach. The handsome high school wrestler grabbed his opponent’s arm and spun him around, grabbing the back of Zach’s shorts and yanking it up, treating him to a major-league wedgie.
Zach let out a surprised yelp as his junk was painfully rearranged inside his shorts, pulled back and squished against his ass. His left testicle struggled to keep up with its companion, swinging wildly between his thighs.
Logan laughed and applied more force, virtually flossing Zach’s ass as he pulled upward, holding on to Zach’s shorts with both of his hands.
Zach’s surprise quickly turned into pain as his precious jewels were mashed against his body.
Logan brought his knee up. Under normal circumstances, it would have been a painful yet harmless attack on Zach’s butt. In combination with the wedgie, though, it proved to be deadly attack on Zach’s massive babymakers, crushing them flat and making Zach howl in pain.
He collapsed on the ground as his shorts, still held by Logan, ripped apart.
His face contorted in agony, Zach cradled his balls, grunting and groaning, bare naked.
Logan was holding Zach’s shredded shorts, an amused expression on his face.
“Wow”, Logan chuckled. “That was easy. I—”
Logan was rudely interrupted by a quick, precise move from Zach. His hand shot up between Logan’s legs and he wrapped his fingers around the big bulge in Logan’s singlet before squeezing Logan’s nuts hard.
Logan’s eyes widened and he let out a breathless groan.
His fingers loosened and Zach’s shredded shorts fell to the ground.
Zach was on his knees, his face contorted in pain, one hand cupping his naked manhood, the other hand squeezing Logan’s balls.
He twisted his hand, eliciting a high-pitched whimper from Logan.
Logan’s eyes twitched as the pain radiated through his body.
With a grunt, Zach yanked down sharply, making Logan shriek in pain as he fell to his knees.
“Let’s level the playing field, okay?” Zach grunted and slipped the straps of Logan’s over his shoulders with his free hand, while squishing and squashing Logan’s precious plums and making him gasp for breath.
To strip Logan completely, Zach had to let go of Logan’s nuts.
As soon as he did, Logan let out a sigh of relief, only to gasp in shock when Zach pulled down his singlet, revealing Logan’s naked muscular body.
Logan was on his back, cupping his aching nuts, his face a mask of pain.
Zach got up, grabbed his opponent’s legs and spread them in a wide V. He looked down at Logan, his dick semi-hard, swinging from side to side. “You better take your hands away”, he said casually. “I don’t want to break your knuckles…” He raised his foot and winked at Logan.
Logan struggled, his hands cupping his manhood, kicking his legs and trying to shake Zach off.
He managed to free his left foot, and he rammed it into Zach’s crotch as hard as he could, crunching Zach’s fat, meaty balls into his body with his heel and making the muscular stud howl in agony as he stumbled backwards.
Logan crawled away as Zach fell to his knees, clutching his precious babymakers, grimacing in agony.
He got up, grimacing as he fondled his meaty balls, rolling them around between his fingers, checking them for damage. He spotted a developing bruise on his right nut. “Fuck”, he groaned. “I think that’s your thumbprint on my nutsack…”
Zach looked up, grimacing in pain. “Really?”
Logan nodded, chuckling. “See?” He took a step towards Zach, displaying his ballbag on his flat palm.
Zach squinted. “I don’t see anything.”
Logan took another step forward, snickering. “Here, that’s your thumb.” His nuts were resting peacefully in his hand.
He might as well had served up his balls on a silver platter. Zach was on his knees, with Logan’s nuts right in front of him.
“Where?” Zach asked, letting go of his nuts and balling his fist, looking at Logan’s balls right in front of his eyes. The pain on his face gave way to a slight grin.
“Right here.” Logan pointed at the red spot on his meaty right nugget. He seemed to be completely oblivious to Zach’s sneaky plan – until he brought his foot back and slammed it into Zach’s crotch, destroying Zach’s scheme, and probably a couple of thousand sperm cells inside Zach’s huge babymakers…
Logan’s foot connected perfectly with Zach’s nuts, slamming them into his body and flattening them like pancakes. There was a loud, wet splat that echoed through the room.
Zach let out a screeching grunt, his face scrunching up in agony as the pain exploded in his testicles.
Logan took a step back, sneering at Zach who doubled over, groaning in pain and clutching his aching nuts. “But I guess it’s nothing compared to the footprint on YOUR nutsack.”
Zach was howling in pain, cupping his balls, his face on the ground, his ass up in the air.
Logan walked around him and followed up with another hard kick to Zach’s nuts.
Zach’s hands couldn’t protect his most precious possessions as Logan’s foot connected with his knuckles, driving them into his oversized meatballs.
“Ouch”, Logan quipped. “Now there’s a handprint as well…”
Zach rolled to the side, curling up in a ball and groaning in agony.
Logan knelt down and reached between Zach’s thighs from behind, getting a good hold on his nutsack and pulling it back between his legs.
“Now I have you by the balls, huh?” Logan grinned, squeezing the two big, tender orbs hard.
They were red and swelling rapidly, and Logan smacked them hard with the palm of his hand, making Zach shriek in pain.
Trying to get out of his uncomfortable position, Zach craned his neck and and lashed out, trying to hit Logan.
Instead, he managed to hit himself in the nuts, his hand connected with his exposed gonads dead-on.
Logan let out a laugh. “Wow, you’re doing my job for me. Nice.”
Zach let out a frustrated grunt as Logan squeezed and twisted his balls, making him scream in pain.
Chuckling, Logan got up, pulling Zach off the ground by his nuts and making him wail from the top of his lungs.
Zach’s huge dick had grown fully hard, swinging wildly between his legs as Zach got on all fours, his balls locked in Logan’s vise-like grip.
Logan grinned. “Now, let’s see if we can—“
Logan was interrupted by a hard, well-placed mule kick that caught him by surprise, squishing his nuts into his body and making him let go of Zach’s balls at once.
Logan’s eyes widened and his jaw dropped. Slowly, he doubled over, clutching his crotch, grimacing in pain, as wheezing moan escaped his mouth.
Both Logan and Zach were in severe pain, cradling their battered balls.
Sensing that this was his chance to turn things around and spare his rapidly swelling balls from getting crushed for good, Zach got up and attacked Logan.
Grunting and grimacing in agony, Zach tackled the younger man to the ground, taking a page from Logan’s book when he grabbed Logan’s dick and balls and pulled them back between his thighs.
Without missing a beat, Zach balled his fist and started pounding Logan’s tender testicles with his fist.
Again and again he drove his knuckles into Logan’s nuts, squishing his juicy plums against his body.
Logan was screaming from the top of his lungs as Zach wreaked havoc on his manhood, pummeling his balls like a madman.
“Now, look what we got here”, Zach mumbled as Logan’s dick fattened and grew harder with every punch, sticking out between his thighs like a rocket waiting to go off. He grabbed Logan’s cock and jerked it a couple of times before throwing a devastating punch at its head.
Logan let out an ear-curdling squeal.
Despite the pain in his own oversized testicles, Zach continued his assault on Logan’s manhood, mercilessly punching his balls and his hard, meaty dick.
“Looks like we’re working toward a happy ending”, Zach muttered, squashing Logan’s nuts with his fist.
Logan’s cock was throbbing and twitching and leaking precum as Zach was punching his cream-filled butternuts.
A grin spread on Zach’s pain-contorted face as he paused to scoop up some of Logan’s prejizz with his hand.
He leaned over and brought his hand up, smearing Logan’s salty prejuice over his twisted face.
“You like that?” Zach chuckled. “There’s more where that came from…” He scooped up some more precum and forced his fingers into Logan’s mouth, making him taste his own juice. “You wanted to make me choke on my own cum.” He let out a laugh. “Well…”
Logan let out a muffled grunt, choking on Zach’s fingers. Then he clenched his jaw shut.
Zach squealed like a squirrel that got its tail caught in a mouse trap, quickly pulling his fingers out of Logan’s mouth and backing off.
Logan lunged at him, punching him in the ribs.
The two guys rolled back and forth, each of them trying to get the upper hand.
It was Logan who managed to wrap his fingers around Zach’s bruised and swollen nutsack first.
His face a mask of pain, Logan clamped his hand shut like a vice, flattening Zach’s right testicle and making him howl in agony.
Zach tried to fight back, but Logan was the more experienced wrestler, and he managed to topple Zach over, head over heels, his fat, hard cock pointing at his face.
Logan grinned weakly. “Speaking of choking…”
Zach’s eyes widened. “Nooooomgrmphphph!”
His protest was muffled considerably when his mammoth cock was shoved into his mouth.
I was quite impressed by Zach’s flexibility as Logan forced his knees down next to his head as his thick, hard dick entered his mouth.
Zach’s eyes were filled with terror and pain as Logan started squeezing his nuts, grabbing one fat orb in each hand and driving his thumbs into the tender flesh of Zach’s babymakers.
“Mgrmphphph!” Zach grunted, his lips wrapped around the fat, pulsing shaft of his cock.
A mean grin on his face, Logan worked over Zach’s swollen, red balls, pressing his thumbs down, twisting them into his balls, digging into the beefy meatballs as if he was trying to remove the stones of those juicy peaches.
Zach’s muffled voice went higher and higher in pitch and volume as Logan worked over his precious plums, squishing them and squashing them while Zach’s dick was twitching and throbbing inside his mouth.
“Here we go”, Logan announced cheerfully as he felt Zach’s nuts try to pull up to his body, heralding the start of a massive, painful orgasm.
As if on cue, Zach’s muffled grunts turned into a frantic gurgle as his dick unloaded the contents of his tortured balls inside his mouth, flooding his throat with his creamy jizz.
Zach’s eyes were clenched shut, his face contorted in pain, as jet after jet of salty spunk filled his mouth to overflowing. Cum started running out the corners of his mouth while Zach was grunting and gurgling, groaning and gagging at the involuntary cum injection.
Logan continued squeezing Zach’s busy balls, hellbent on squeezing every last drop of cum out of Zach’s massive babymakers until they were completely empty.
It took a couple of minutes until Logan was certain that there was not a single driblet of juice left inside Zach’s wrung out prunes.
“I think we’re done here”, Logan grinned, getting up and allowing Zach to straighten.
His dick slipped out of his mouth, followed by a flood of spit and sperm as Zach coughed and groaned in agony.
His handsome face was wet with sweat.
He wiped his mouth, grunting and coughing, the taste of his own cum filling his mouth.
“Fuck”, Zach croaked.
“I made good on my promise”, Logan grinned. “Made you choke on your own spunk.” He chuckled.
Zach let out a miserable groan and curled up in a ball, clutching his drained balls and his rapidly deflating monster of a cock.
Logan watched him, casually fondling his own severely swollen testicles. His dick was rock hard and leaking precum.
“If I remember correctly”, Logan said with a smile. “You planned on ramming my nuts so far up my throat that I’d be coughing jizz for the rest of my life, right?”
“You know what?” Logan chuckled, taking a step forward and leisurely stroking his hard dick. “I think I can cough up a little batch of cum for you right now…”
Zach looked up at Logan, a quizzical expression on his pain-contorted face, just as Logan’s dick released its first jet of spunk, hitting Zach right in the face.
Zach gasped in surprise, his face covered in Logan’s salty goo, only to catch the second spurt of cum in his mouth, making him spit and cough as Logan burst out laughing.
The room was filled with Logan’s laughter and Zach’s groans as Logan showered Zach with his cum.
It was a striking display of superiority, a powerful assertion of dominance, like watching a dog mark its territory.
Spurt after spurt of cum rained down on Zach, covering the muscular hunk in jizz as Logan’s laughter echoed through the room.
A little while later, we were sitting on the couch. Icepacks were covering the crotches of Zach and Logan.
“I bet you’re both dehydrated”, I mused as I handed each of them a can of coke.
They gulped it down eagerly.
Even though Zach had toweled himself, there were remnants of cum in his hair and on his body.
“That was fun”, Logan chuckled, nudging Zach’s shoulder. “Right?”
Zach grimaced. “I don’t think it was necessary”, he mumbled.
Logan chuckled. “What? Me cumming on you? Oh, come on.” He laughed. “Ashley’s away for a week and I thought, well, why waste a perfectly good load of cum on a tissue tonight when we can have a bit of fun with it…” He looked at Zach and grinned. “Come on, if you had been in my place you’d have done the same, right?”
Zach smiled weakly. “Maybe.”
Logan laughed. “See?” He leaned over and reached into Zach’s hair. “I think that’s mine”, he mused as he held up his index finger that was coated in sperm. He licked his finger clean and grinned. “Yup. Mine.” He smacked his lips. “And damn tasty I might add.”
Zach and Logan looked at each other for a moment.
Then they burst out laughing.