A kinky story written by Alex Nehling | Chapter 1 of 7
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“Um, I don’t understand”, Zach said, shifting uncomfortably. “What’s the point?”
The 20 year old stud was wearing nothing but a pair of boxer briefs that bulged with his enormous equipment. It looked as if he had stuffed various vegetables into his underwear – but it was all real. Zach was blessed with a fat, meaty dick and a massive pair of low-hanging balls that were filled with incredible amounts of spunk.
Just looking at the muscular blond hunk could probably make a girl pregnant – and a guy turn green with envy.
Standing next to him, 19 year old Leo scratched his pubes. The lanky skater was wearing a loose pair of boxer shorts. He was playing with his curly black hair. “There is no point”, he shrugged, squinting at a strand of hair that he pulled down in front of his eyes.
“Other than making us crush each other’s nuts”, Kev chimed in. Like Zach, he was 20 years old. Kev had a muscular body, with strong arms and legs. The brown-haired jock adjusted his crotch. The outline of his big dick and his plump, juicy balls was visible through the thin fabric of his old-fashioned tighty-whities. “It’s all about incentives.”
In front of the three half-naked guys, 23 year old Simon was holding up a little black plastic device. He was fully dressed, wearing dark blue trousers, a white shirt and a blue tie. His dark blond hair was neatly parted and his horn-rimmed glasses made him look like a nice, innocent, boring geek.
I knew that Simon was all but boring and innocent, having seen him in various raunchy porn movies, one of them featuring him getting brutally gang-banged by a group of big-dicked studs, another one showing him at the center of a nasty bukakke party where he was bound and gagged, two funnels strapped to his mouth and ass.
Simon loved cum – but today was not about cumming, it was about not-cumming, at least for the loser of today’s little game. And Simon was the guy in charge.
He pointed at the device, a cute smile on his face. “This is the Holy Trainer.”
Kev, Leo and Zach looked at it and gulped.
“It’s a wonderful little chastity cage”, Simon continued with a smile. “And by the end of the day we’ll know who’ll get locked up in it for the next eleven days.”
Kev rubbed his hands. “Alright, let’s make sure Zach’s huge dong gets locked up.” He turned to Simon. “What do we have to do?”
“Hey”, Zach protested. “Why do you think I’m going to lose?”
Kev and Leo looked at each other and laughed.
“Oh come on, you never win at these things”, Kev chuckled. “Your big dumb dick always gets locked up.”
I grinned. There was some truth to that. Somehow, poor Zach with his incredibly awesome equipment, his kingsize cock and his extralarge testicles, seemed to be prone to losing.
Zach scratched his head. “Not this time”, he said feebly.
“Oh, why not?” Leo grinned.
“Because this time”, Zach said with confidence, “I really need my junk in flawless condition.” His face broke into a big smile. “I have a date tonight, and nothing will ruin my day!” He shrugged. “It’s all about incentives…”
Kev and Leo chuckled.
“We’ll see”, Kev grinned.
“Okay, so here are the rules”, Simon said, putting the chastity device on a square table in the middle of the room. On three sides of the table there were metal clamps attached to the tabletop very close to the edge. “This is our nutcracker table”, Simon smiled and ran his finger over one of the clamps. “We’ll fix your balls to the table, and every one of you gets a mallet.” Simon reached into a box and produced three wooden meat tenderizers.
Kev, Zach and Leo shifted nervously.
Leo gulped. “Okay”, he said slowly. “That’s nasty.”
Simon grinned proudly. “You’re gonna love it.”
Kev grimaced. “Yeah, great work”, he dead-panned.
Zach sighed. “Alright, let’s get this over with.” He pulled his underwear down, revealing his amazing cock and his huge, cum-filled balls. He grabbed his nutsack and put it on the table. Then he turned to Kev and Leo. “What are you waiting for? We haven’t got all day…”
Simon shrugged and walked up to Zach. He pushed his huge balls through the clamp and fastened it around the neck of his sack so that the two bulging orbs were trapped on the tabletop, looking like two meaty mountains in the desert.
In the meantime, Zach was inspecting the meat mallet. Letting it whoosh through the air, he chuckled. “Damn, this thing is gonna do some major damage.”
“Yeah”, Simon grinned, turning to Kev and fastening his balls to the table like he had done with Zach’s. “It’s perfect for cracking nuts.”
“Cracking?” Zach chuckled. “More like crushing.”
Simon grinned. “Yeah, probably.” When he had fastened Leo’s balls to the table, he smiled. “You ready?”
“I’m gonna turn your nuts into peanut butter!” Zach grinned at Kev and Leo.
Simon chuckled. “I haven’t told you the best thing.”
Zach, Kev and Leo looked at him.
“Your task”, Simon continued with a smile, “is to pound a load out of your own balls without touching your dick. The last one to accomplish that will get his dick locked up.”
Zach’s jaw dropped.
Kev looked down at his trapped balls and let out a deep sigh.
“Alright”, Simon grinned. “Go!”
None of them moved.
Simon smiled. “Yeah, I thought you’d react that way.” He produced a little hour glass and put it on the table. “You’ve got five minutes. Everybody who hasn’t shot his load by then will get locked up.”
Kev and Leo looked at each other.
Simultaneously, they both brought the mallet down on their bulging nuts.
The mallets connected with the two pairs of testicles with a resounding double splat, followed by two anguished groans.
Again and again they pounded their own balls with the mallet, crushing their nuts and flattening them like pancakes.
While Leo was bringing the mallet down square in the middle, squishing both of his precious orbs, Kev was trying a more sophisticated technique.
Apparently Kev thought it wasn’t necessary to ruin both balls. Squishing a load out of one testicle was enough to win. So he concentrated on his left ball, squashing it flat with the mallet, grunting and groaning with every hit.
Zach watched Leo and Kev, his mouth hanging open.
“Zach?” Simon said slowly.
“That’s not fair!” Zach mumbled. “Whatever I do my date is ruined. Either my dick will be locked up in that cage or my balls will be drained and swollen and completely useless.”
Simon smiled sympathetically. “Those are the rules.”
Zach nodded slowly, trying to figure out what to do.
In the meantime, Kev and Leo were bashing their balls with the wooden mallets, their faces contorted in agony.
Again and again Leo slammed his nuts with the hammer, squishing them flat against the wooden tabletop. First signs of success were visible: Leo’s dick was fattening and rising steadily.
Leo gritted his teeth, his face a mask of pain, as he smashed his balls as hard as he could.
Kev was concentrating all his efforts on lambasting his left nut. “Come on!” he grunted as he mercilessly brought the mallet down on his rapidly swelling left testicle. “Come on, motherfucker!”
Angry bruises started to appear on Kev’s poor nut but that didn’t stop him from bashing his ball with remarkable rigor. On the contrary: The sight of Kev’s rock-hard and throbbing dick made him smash his nut even harder.
Zach was staring at his trapped balls. He let out a miserable sigh and gently ran his finger over their smooth skin. He looked like he was saying goodbye to a beloved, age-worn hamster before handing him over to the doctor who would put him to sleep.
Zach’s eyes fell on the hourglass. Half of the sand had run through.
Simon chuckled. “You know, I admire you.” He leaned against the table, a glass of iced tea in his hand.
Zach raised his eyebrows. “You do?”
“You’re just standing there, waiting for the inevitable”, Simon continued with a smile before taking a sip from his glass. “You just wait for it to happen.” He waved his hand at Leo and Kev who were relentlessly bashing their own balls, fighting their hearts out, screaming and groaning with every hit, their faces filled with agony.
“Those two”, Simon smiled. “They want to win. They’re winners. They’re never going to just give up without a fight.” Simon turned to Zach again. “You, on the other hand”, Simon chuckled. “You just stand here and take your defeat with dignity.”
Zach stared at him.
The room was filled with Kev’s and Leo’s screams and the sound of their mallets pounding their meaty balls.
“Eleven days in chastity isn’t so bad”, Simon said casually and took another sip from his glass. “I mean, what’s the big deal, right? I totally agree with you. Sex is overrated. I bet you can go without sex for eleven days without even thinking about it, right?”
Suddenly, he brought the mallet down on his big, juicy nuts as hard as he could.
The sound of the impact echoed through the room, causing Kev and Leo to stop what they were doing for a moment before turning their attention to bashing their balls again.
“Fuuuck!” Zach screamed, his face scrunching up in a grimace of agony as the pain radiated through his body. His eyes filled with tears as he looked down at his beautiful balls before smashing them with another hard blow with the mallet.
Zach’s voice cracked and he let out a high-pitched wail as his huge meatballs were flattened by his own hands. His big, beefy dick stirred, and Zach brought the mallet down hard on his nuts again.
In the meantime, both Kev and Leo had brought themselves close to the point of no return. Their hard cocks were twitching and throbbing, the tips glistening with precum that ran down their shafts like overflowing candles.
Zach was racing to catch up, slamming his nuts again and again and again. “Get up!” he yelled at his dick while he was bashing his balls. “Get the fuck up!” Slowly, Zach’s mighty tool awakened, rearing its mushroom head as the shaft fattened and grew harder and harder.
Kev was the first to make it over the finishing line. With an anguished roar, his dick sputtered out a massive rope of cum, followed by another and another jet of creamy jizz. The mallet dropped to the ground as Kev brought his head back, screaming in pain. His bloated and bruised left nut was pumping like crazy while its unscathed brother-in-arms just throbbed a little, leaving all the work to its tormented companion.
Dancing like a fire hose, Kev’s jizz landed everywhere, covering the table, himself and his competitors Leo and Zach in sticky spunk.
Zach and Leo were pounding their balls with renewed energy while Kev’s cum dripped from their faces.
The room was filled with screams, groans and moans.
Zach’s extralarge tool was rock-hard and throbbing as he smashed his huge nuts with all the force he could muster. The mallet flattened his balls time and time again, making the two gigantic orbs swell to an even greater size.
Leo’s dick was hard as a rock as well. The handsome skater was gritting his teeth, smashing his balls as hard as he could.
Finally, his efforts paid off.
In an enormous explosion of cum, Leo’s dick unloaded the contents of his balls all over the table.
The first spurt hit Zach right in the face but the horse-hung stud barely noticed it because he was too busy bashing his balls in.
“Yes!” Zach yelled with every hit to his swollen testicles. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”
Kev and Leo were panting heavily, cum dripping from their faces and their hair.
The game was over.
Zach had lost.
But he didn’t know it yet.
He continued smashing his testicles with the mallet, grunting and groaning with every hit. “Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!”
Zach’s dick was throbbing and twitching, red and hot and ready to cum any second.
With an apologetic smile, Simon emptied the glass of iced tea over Zach’s raging rod.
I half-expected the liquid to evaporate instantly after coming in contact with Zach’s red hot cock. Zach’s dick jerked wildly as it was unexpectedly rinsed with the cold drink. The ice cubes dropped onto Zach’s squishy, swollen balls before falling to the ground.
Zach’s pain contorted face turned into a surprised grimace as his orgasm was stopped before it had even begun.
“No!” Zach croaked, staring down at his dick that instantly lost its stability and hardness, slumping down like a knocked-out boxer. “Noooo!”
Kev and Leo looked at each other, grinning weakly. Their faces were covered in jizz.
The two guys high-fived over the table, chuckling as Simon opened the clamps and freed their trapped nuts. They instantly grabbed their junk and sank to the ground, groaning and moaning in pain.
Zach was staring at his crotch, an incredulous look on his face. His mouth was hanging open, drool running out the corners. His face was covered in Leo’s and Kev’s balls. His balls looked like a battlefield. The two big, cum-filled globes were swollen and covered in bruises. His dick had surrendered to the ice-cold shock, a fat tube of limp meat lying on top of the table.
Before opening the clamps that fastened Zach’s nuts to the table, Simon took the chastity device and prepared it for the imminent imprisonment of Zach’s cock.
Zach was too focused on giving his meaty dick one final look before it was locked up, but Kev and Leo watched Simon prepare the Holy Trainer with huge grins on their faces.
“Do you think it’ll be big enough for that fat old cock?” Leo chuckled, absentmindedly rubbing his bruised balls.
Kev laughed. “I’m sure Simon will cram it in…”
In the meantime, Simon had freed Zach’s balls. He gave them a playful smack with the palm of his hand, making Zach groan in pain.
Zach watched, his eyes filled with desperation, as Simon stuffed his fat, limp dick into the plastic cage.
Simon turned the key and locked the device, yanking on the cage to make sure that everything was safely locked away, eliciting an anguished grunt from Zach.
“Okay”, Simon said with a happy smile, putting the key into his pocket. “I guess that’s it for now.” He looked at his watch. “Ooh, I gotta run. I have a fuck date tonight…”
Zach was staring at his locked cock, silent and frustrated.
“See you in a couple of days”, Simon smiled, patting Zach’s shoulder.
Zach looked at him with a blank expression on his face.
“We’ll play a little game to see if you get unlocked or not”, Simon grinned.
Simon left the studio, whistling happily.
After Kev and Leo had taken a shower, they left as well.
Zach was standing in the middle of the room, frozen in place, staring at his crotch and his locked-up dick. His balls were bruised and swollen, and the cum on his face had dried.
Zach mumbled something unintelligible.
I asked him to repeat it.
“My date”, Zach whispered softly, his eyes fixed on his unusable equipment.
I couldn’t help but feel pity for him. “Who knows, maybe you’ll be out of that cage in eleven days?”
Zach let out a groan.
“Look at the bright side”, I said with a weak smile. “You wouldn’t have been able to use those broken balls anyway…
To be continued …
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