Don Gets Used

Don glistened with sweat, his pendulous nuts swung and bounced as he feverishly stroked his 6" cock in front of his bathroom mirror. He'd just come in from a run along the river trail, his black running shorts were at his knees and his hastily-removed sweat soaked t-shirt was flung over the towel bar. As he jerked off, he couldn't help but admire the 5-foot-9, 160 pound body reflected in the mirror. He had taken up running and a dedication to healthier eating only a year ago, but the results were dramatic. His slight gut had melted away, revealing a taught, smooth stomach with slightly defined abs starting to poke through. Don's arms and legs were well defined and toned and at 34 years old Don had never felt more energized or felt more confident.

His svelte, 31" waist bucked slightly with each stroke, as if he were trying to fuck his hand. His other hand grabbed and twisted first his right nipple, then the left, then caressed down his body over his abs and down to his crotch until it came to rest under his wildly swinging ball bag. Don slowly wrapped his hand around his large, oblong testicles and began to squeeze. Not hard at first, but soon he was applying just enough pressure to make himself wince. He backed off slightly before applying the same amount of pressure again, then again. The sensation was driving Don crazy and, within minutes, he cocked his head back and sprayed the mirror in a powerful volley of cum.

The handsome blonde felt his knees buckle as waves of pleasure radiated his entire body. When it was over, the mirror and Don's hand were drenched and Don leaned back against the wall panting, his hair matted to his forehead. He had jacked off only a few hours earlier when he first woke up, but by the size of the load it didn’t take long for the perpetually horny young man's libido to recover.

After wiping down the mirror and hopping in the shower, Don lazily sat on his couch flipping through messages on his iPhone. Despite the fact he had just cum for the second time in six hours, he had a hand absentmindedly fondling his package through his form flattering skinny jeans. Most of the messages in his email were so routine he almost accidentally deleted a message from an unknown sender assuming it was spam but the subject line caught his eye at the last moment. Don's cock twitch and began to stir as he read:

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Hey Man,

I know you posted a while back but were you still up for having a guy tie you up and bust your balls real good? If so, I'm game. I'm 30, six foot one, 180, black dude. Extremely large cock (see attached pic)

Eric

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It was a reply to a Craigslist ad Don had posted so long ago he had nearly forgotten about it. He'd been reading bondage and ball busting stories one night and decided it would be incredibly hot to be tied up and used - and abused so he posted an ad online. That was nearly two months ago and Eric was the first reply. It wasn't at all obvious by Don's conservative, clean cut exterior,but he was incredibly turned on by the idea of being treated like a dirty bitch and forced to suck cock and have his balls bashed in, helpless to stop it. He had only done bondage a handful of times and serious ball busting once but he craved more.

Don's eyes grew wide and he subconsciously licked his lips when he opened the picture attached to the email. Not only was Eric not exaggerating about his massive penis, the rest of his body was equally as impressive. Eric was powerfully built with large biceps, chiseled abs and a handsome face, but it was the site between his legs that was making Don's already spent cock start to leak precum. It was hard to gauge from the image, but Eric's cock had to have been at least 8" long and twice as thick as Don's own impressive tool. Don was especially turned on by the stern, authoritarian look on Eric's face and immediately began fantasizing about being treated like a bitch by the powerful black stud.

Don immediately typed out a one-handed reply to the email and sent it off before setting his phone down, pulling down his pants and stroking out yet another load. he was just done cleaning up the most recent, albeit smaller load, when his phone vibrated. He eagerly picked it up and grinned broadly to see Eric had already responded...

Don and Eric corresponded regularly for the next two weeks, even meeting once at a coffee shop to make sure the chemistry was right. Don found Dane even more hot and dominating in person than his picture and graphic emails had conveyed. Meanwhile, Eric found the innocent looking Don to be just the type of ostensibly wholesome small town boy he would have amazing fun turning into a dirty little whore. That's why Don didn't even hesitate when Eric suggested that they finally meet for a round of dirty, sweaty fun. They set a time to meet the following Friday evening.

Night was just beginning to fall that Friday as Don arrived at Westwood Town Centre, an upscale open air shopping mall several miles from Don's home. As instructed, Don wasn't wearing underwear meaning that his large balls had been bouncing and smacking around in his shorts for the entire trip. The sensation was causing Don to sport an obvious tent in his black shorts as he paced around the back of a clothing store that was still under construction. Unlike the rest of the shopping center, the constitution site was dark and quiet. At first Don didn't immediately see anyone, and was just reaching to check his watch when he heard someone approaching quickly from behind.

At first Don yelped but was immediately silenced by a hand over his mouth while another arm wrapped around his torso.

"You'd better shut the fuck up," a voice Don immediately recognized as Eric's hissed into his ear.

"Good evening, sir," Don said "I thought we were meeting..."

"Never mind what you thought, boy. Get on your knees."

Without hesitation, Don dropped to his knees and frantically grabbed at Eric's belt buckle. It was dark but Don could still make out the shape of Eric's enormous cock protruding from between his legs like a pole. It was eleven inches with a giant mushroom head and thick throbbing veins, easily the biggest cock Don had ever seen let alone attempted to swallow but he took a deep breath and went down as far as he could. Five inches of Eric's cock disappeared into the jogger's eager throat as Eric grabbed the back of Don's head and attempted to shove even more in. Don's eyes watered and he tried to motion that he was gagging but Eric didn't stop.

Six inches. Seven inches....

Don's eyes were watering so heavily it looked like he was crying, but nothing was further from the truth. Eric was face fucking Don beyond his limits and there was absolutely nothing Don could do about it. He was Eric's bitch and he was loving it. Eric kept piston fucking Don's face for nearly five minutes, roughly running his hands through Don's hair and taunting him on how he wasn't able to take the entire cock. Don knew any moment Eric's ball sack was going to come banging into his chin as Eric forced his entire eleven inch tool down the poor little white boy's throat. Don was so distracted by having his head used as a cheap sex toy, he didn't notice Eric was looking at an entirely different target area.

Don had spread his knees for balance during the ruthless skull fucking and they were now spread quite far apart, his own cock tenting the fabric. But Eric had seen Don's balls in photos and knew they were huge low hangers. Without stopping his assault of Don's mouth, Eric pulled back his foot and let it sail full force into Don's crotch.

"OOOOH!"

Don screamed as Eric's size fourteen tennis shoe collided with his nuts so hard he was lifted from the ground. Both of Don's egg-sized balls were instantly crushed into his pelvis bone, compressed instantaneously to half their normal width. The pain was so intense that at first Don's brain wasn't able to comprehend it. He moaned loudly as he rocked in a fetal position. Eric laughed derisively as he stood over Don's tone body writhing in pain.

"How'd that feel?"

"Good, sir," Don responded meekly as he rolled over on his back.

"Good. Now move your hands,"

Don hesitantly moved his cupped hands from over his crotch. Eric's large foot immediately stomped down with so much force Don thought for sure they had burst.

"Thank you sir!" he managed to get out between gasps for breath, his hands reaching into his shorts to massage his battered nuts.

They were throbbing but still entirely whole as he rolled them in his hands in a desperate effort to offer some relief.

Eric swooped down and picked up Don like a rag doll, carrying him to a waiting car. As soon as Don was strapped into the passenger seat, Eric wrapped a blindfold around his head, then snapped a pair of hand cuffs on him behind his back. Don was trapped. Eric could have done whatever he wanted to him....

They drove for at least a half an hour, the sound of busy expressway traffic gradually fading away as they drove further and further outside of the city. Don's cock was throbbing with excitement. He only had a cursory idea of what Eric had in store for him, but knew he was going to be treated like a muscle guy's cum rag.

When they stopped, Eric guided Don out of the car and into a house, through what was presumably the living room and down into the basement.

"Thank you sir," Don said as his blindfold was removed.

"Put these on,"

Eric handed Don a pair of white brief style underwear. Don stepped out of his lose black running shorts then put on the underwear. They were several sizes too small, and Eric licked his lips as he looked at the mounding outline of Don's eggs. The taught fabric was restricting their ability to move, or escape, whatever Eric wanted to deliver. Meanwhile, Don looked around the spacious yet empty basement and noticed that, aside being unusually well lit for a basement, there was nothing unremarkable about it. There were two wooden chairs near one wall, a small table with various small objects Don couldn’t make out from that distance and a camcorder on a tripod.

After admiring Don's body, especially his bulging crotch, Eric pointed toward one of the chairs and ordered Don to sit.

"Sit!" Eric barked as he shoved Don into a sitting position onto the slightly over sized seat.

Don's heart raced as he imagined all of the nasty things Eric was about to do to him. he could see the camcorder's record light was blinking and his cock raged at the prospect that his sluttiness was going to be captures on film. Meanwhile Eric moved the other chair slightly out of the way giving him a better view of his captive.

"Tie me up please, sir," Don begged as he saw Eric reaching for a spindle of rope on the table.

Eric ripped Don's t shirt off like an exited child tearing open a present revealing the blonde's svelte, toned body. He smiled as he proceeded to tie Don tightly to the chair, Don's torso was criss crossed by rope dozens of times as he was securely fastened in place. By the time Eric was done, Don could barely move. His arms and hands were pulled tightly behind his back and bound with what were easily the tightest bounds Don had ever been in and his legs were spread wide, each ankle fastened with intricate knots to the chair legs. Don struggled, not to escape but to instead feel how absolutely helpless and trapped he was.

"Sir, thank you."

"Oh we aren’t done yet, boy!"

Eric grabbed a ball gag and stuffed it into Don's eager mouth. The gag was large, bigger than the toys Don usually played with and was stretching his mouth open so far it was almost painful, but the look of anguish in his eyes only made Eric's cock stir in his jeans. He was still wearing what he'd met Don in at the construction site, a pair of tight jeans and a form fitting A-shirt that looked like it could barely contain Eric's frame.

Don took a moment to soak in the scene. Here he was, a clean-cut All-American boy bound and gagged while a muscled Adonis...

SLAP!

Eric delivered a powerful backhand slap to Don's unsuspecting face.

"Yeah, you look like you're up for some fun,"

Don shook his head 'yes' and was rewarded by another slap to the face. Don's eyes welled with tears and a slight panic fell over him: Eric could easily beat him to a bloody pulp and he'd be powerless to stop him. The thought only served to make Don's already hard cock swell even more.

"Mmmm I could do whatever I want to you right now," Eric began in a rough yet soft voice.

He leaned in and whispered into Don's ear "I could choke you on my cock. I could fuck you til your ass bleeds,"

Don, who was already going wild at the taunting and Eric's manly scent, squirted precum when Eric began licking and sucking his neck. It would be so hot to be fucked hard by Eric, Don thought as Eric's tongue expertly worked its way down Don's neck, then pecs, then stomach.

"Mmmm, what do we have here?" Eric said stopping from his tongue play and standing over Don.

"You wanna make me cum, bitch?"

Don shook his head yes as he mentally undressed Eric.

"Okay, good. It's hard to make me cum. You sure, boy?"

Don's eyes brightened and he shook his head up and down and attempted to say 'yes' through the gag. It had been a long time since Eric had come across a country boy as eager to be treated like a bitch as Don and the smile plastered on his face clearly showed his satisfaction. He balled his right hand into a fist so large Don could hardly believe how big and powerful it looked.

Without breaking eye contact with Don, Eric slowly lined up his fist so that it was covering Don's clearly-outlined right nut. He then drew his fist back and threw it forward, stopping just short of annihilating Don's nut, as if he was lining up his aim. Don could barely believe what was happening, his heart was racing and knew at any moment his huge ball was going to be used as a punching bag. Eric had bragged in emails how he had once turned the entire contents of a guy's sack to mush with only a few punches in a fight. Don was sure Eric was only exaggerating to get Don hot and bothered, but now that he saw Eric's physique and powerful fist, Don wasn't so sure...

"Ready.. Aim..."

CRUNCH!

If he hadn't been secured so well to the chair, Don would have immediately doubled over in agony. Eric's fist crushed the juicy ball into his pelvis until it was only a half inch thick. The pain had just registered when Eric's fist collided with the left nut. Then the right, then the left.

CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

Don's huge nuts were trapped by the tight underwear, so every ounce of Eric's strength was going into their destruction. Don had been on the receiving end of ball busting before, but never anything like this. Meanwhile, Eric's cock which was snacking down his leg was getting longer and fatter and he helped the repressed Don live out his fantasy.

The merciless ball bashing continued for nearly a minute, though the force of the blows dropped considerably after the first two hits. Don's head thrashed from side to side and his body attempted to get free, although he was tied so tightly it barely looked like he was moving at all. With each blow Don's balls were pounded flat into his pelvis, with barely any time to recover being struck again.

CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

"Mmmmph! Mmmmm!"

Don's muffled screams were getting Eric excited an a small wet patch of precum was now evident halfway to his knee, where the head of his giant cock was now resting in the constricting jeans.

"Yeah, boy! You're gonna make me cum hard!" Eric shouted as he finally stopped pounding Don's balls.

Don was in unbelievable pain. It felt like his testicles had been turned into meat patties, and his cock had long since gone soft just from the pain. But as soon as Eric pulled another item off of the table, Don's cock started to stir again.

Eric was holding two clothes pins, one in each hand, and placed them on Don's large erect nipples. Don winced as these particular clothes pins had stronger jaws than what he played with by himself, but never the less the sensation of having his nipples clamped was driving him crazy. Eric slowly started to flick and tug on the clamps that were firmly attached to Don's nipples, sending shivers up his spine.

Eric reached for Don's throbbing, bulging nuts with opened hands and at first Don thought he was about to have his nuts squeezed into pasted. Instead Eric rubbed the orbs gently as he proceeded to lean in and slowly lick Don's areola with his tongue. The triple sensation of having his still-throbbing nuts massaged, his nipples clamped and his pecs licked and sucked was almost too much for Don's mind to comprehend. His eyes were rolling and he was moaning in pleasure, his rock hard dick leaking precum so quickly it was making a noticeably wet patch on the front of the underwear. Eric smiled and removed Don's ball gag.

"Thank you, sir," Don said sincerely, gulping in air as he looked down at a now kneeling Eric.

Eric smiled broadly and his own monster cock looked like a snake dancing in his jeans. He stood up and slowly removed his brown leather belt from his pants. Don's cock instantly stirred at the prospect that this was the start of Eric unleashing his raging cock and forcing it down his too-small throat. Instead, Eric slowly wrapped the belt around Don's neck and pulled so that each hand was pulling in opposite directions, gradually crushing Don's slender neck in the band.

Don's heart raced as Eric gradually increased the pressure, squeezing his neck until it was just becoming difficult to breath. At that moment Eric lunged at Don, plunging his tongue into the hot blonde's mouth and began passionately kissing him, all the while not slacking on the belt. Don moaned in pleasure as his tongue danced in Eric's mouth, so horny that at first he didn't notice the belt was now extremely tight around his neck. Don's face was starting to turn red, breathing was difficult and a subdued panic was starting to wash over him, but he was too turned on by making out with this hot black stud to care. It was obvious by the look on his face and the feverish way Eric was now kissing and nuzzling Don's face and neck that choking the little country boy was getting Eric to the edge. By now, Don's face and neck were turning a purplish red, he was gasping for air but his cock stayed rock hard; he was Eric's bitch and the thought of being totally dominated by him was getting Don close to blowing his pent up load.

Eric held the belt snugly for another minute moaning just at the sight of Don's oxygen starved red face. Despite being incredibly aroused, Don's body was struggling subconsciously to break free of his restraints, gyrating slightly against his bonds. It only served to make Eric hotter and he almost gave the belt a final, devastating squeeze before letting go of it and letting it fall to the ground. Don got out a meek 'thank you, Sir' as he gasped for air.

Don was still gulping down air a few moments later when Eric peeled off his thirst and turned toward the small table to grab something else. Don was too distracted by Eric's awesomely sculpted body to at first notice the small object he was holding in his bands, but as soon as Eric keeled down between Don's legs, Don knew exactly what was going to happen next...

The pliers Eric had grabbed were set to just barely encompass Don's enormous and still swollen right nut. He made eye contact with Don, whose eyes were pleading with his master to squeeze the jaws shut, as he tightened the pliers grip. The cold metal teeth dug mercilessly into the squishy orb making it bulge obscenely at the middle. The jaws were almost entirely shut now, turning Don's ball purple as it was compressed about its middle to near bursting. Don squealed as his cock deflated from the mind numbing pain, but Eric didn't care. He was so turned on by the sensation of feeling Don's nut starting to crack that he was panting and sweating, never breaking eye contact with Don's crying blue eyes.

"Oh! Sir! Please!" Don wailed as Eric continued to squeeze down on the handle.

Don's nut was huge and tough, but it was being compressed beyond its physical limit by the pliers. It was going to rupture. Pop. Blow apart at any moment...

Just when Don was sure his nut was about to be totally squashed, Eric let off the pressure and moved the pliers immediately to ensnare the left nut. Don wasn't sure which hurt more, the feel of blood rushing back into his right nut or the sudden and severe compression his left nut was now getting. In less than a second, Eric's powerful fist has squeezed the handle of the pliers insantly compressing Don's defenseless left nut from the girth of a hen's egg to less than three-quarter inches thick.

"Ooooh!"

Now Eric's eyes were fixated on Don's left nut. It was red and compressed nearly flat between the pliers jaws, but he continued to tighten them. He had flattened the puffy organ so much it was a dense, compressed patty of manhood that couldn't compress any more without splitting apart. Eric, sweating and moaning in pleasure squeezed the jaws even tighter causing Don to thrash about so violently it was only the strength of the constraints that stopped him from falling out of the chair.

"This big white nut's about to crack, "

Half inch...

Flatter...

Don's cock raged despite the pain as he watched how turned on Eric was getting at his nut's destruction. It didn’t matter if Eric closed the pliers completely and ruptured his testicle, as long as he was being used as the slut he was, Don was ecstatic.

"POP IT! OOOOOH!" Don screamed.

Nearly a quarter inch...

Don's left nut was blood red with purplish welts starting to appear on his scrotum. This was it... Just a little more pressure and...

Eric could hardly will himself to loosen the pliers at the last possible moment, sparing Don's abused nut from complete destruction. Don looked down into his lap to see that both of his nuts were now purplish red and swollen even larger than their normal hefty size. Eric's cock was so hard it was tenting his jeans and it jumped again when the pliers wrapped around Don's meaty right nut.

Don screamed as his nut got flatter and flatter and flatter but he didn’t care. His cock was raging and so was Eric's. He didn’t care that his right ball was being taken to the point of fracturing and obviously neither did Eric. He was getting so turned on watching Don's over sized nuts being crushed he thought he was going to spontaneously shoot his load.

Left, right, right, left. Eric alternated between each of Don's nuts with the pliers, kneeling in occasionally to give Don a passionate kiss as he slowly clamped down on his balls. By the time Eric was done, Don's balls were blood red and swollen to nearly twice their normal size, which made them look even more enormous. Remarkably, Don's cock was raging and precum was streaming out of its mushroom shaped head.

Eric tossed down the pliers and retrieved several plastic rubber rings from the table. Don watched as Eric squeezed the rings around his bloated nut sack one after another until Don's balls were forced several inches away from his body, resting between his legs on the chair's oversized seat. The rings were stopping Don's outstretch balls from escaping into his body, leaving them to pulse and bulge vulnerably for whatever Eric had planned.

Don's heart was pounding as Eric produced yet another sex toy from the table, a jaw spreader. Don had seen them in porn but had never had one used on him, so he opened his mouth as wide as he could as Eric positioned the devise so that two small metal clamps attached to either side of his mouth and were joined by hooks that met at the back of his head. When it was fitted, no matter how hard Don tried there was no way he could close his gaping mouth...

He instantly recalled the brutal face fucking earlier that night and instantly knew what Eric was planning.

"Oh! Fuck yes!" Don screamed, the words barely intelligible from his unclosing mouth.

Eric smiled and peeled off his jeans and kicked off his shoes freeing his now rock hard penis to flop free like a flag pole. It was even thicker and meatier than Don's brief encounter with it in the dark made it seem. All elven inches of his steel-hard cock was towering over two hairy, swinging black nuts. Without a word, Eric pulled up the second chair and positioned it so that it was directly in front of Don's, then he stood on it.

"MMMmmmph!"

Without any delay, Eric grabbed the back of Don's blonde head and had rammed his cock 8 inches down Don's throat. Standing on the chair gave Eric the perfect height to violently face fuck the helpless stud.

Don's eyes were watering as Eric piston fucked his skull, each trust going deeper and deeper.

9 inches. 10. 11.

Now Eric was absolutely destroying Don's throat with each powerful thrust. His heavy balls were slamming into Don's face as his cock made a visible bulge in Don's deck. Eric's cock was too big, Don thought he was going to gag, but Eric didn't care. Don was just a sex object to be used and that was exactly what Don wanted. The basement was filled with the symphony of male lust both Eric and Don moaned and squealed as they inched toward climax.

"Mmmphmmm!" Don screamed.

Eric had rammed his cock into Don's mouth so hard it felt like it was going to break out the back of his skull. Then he held the position for several moments. Don was sure Eric was about to blow a load directly into his stomach but he didn't, instead he pulled out and looked down at Don's still bulging nut sack.

"You want me to feed you, boy?"

Don shook his head 'yes' enthusiastically . He could only imagine what kind of load Eric was about to blast.

Using his powerful grip on Don's head for support, Eric rose one of his feet and gently placed it on top of Don's huge, swollen right nut. He applied just enough pressure to make Don wince, then proceeded to continue power fucking Don's face.

"Mmmmmph! Mmmmph!" Don screamed in agony as Eric slowly increased the pressure on the trapped nut.

Eric was a big, muscular stud and now all his weight was bearing on one battered organ. Don's screams made his throat vibrate around Eric's massive tool turning him into even more of a sex toy than he already was. Don was crying and trying to beg but Eric's cock stayed planted in his throat, pumping and thrusting like a wild animal.

Don's cock was starting to deflate from agony, but then in his pain clouded mind he realized something. The flatter his nut became, the harder Eric's cock got and the louder and more pitiful he screamed the faster Eric's thrusting became. Despite the fact his manhood was in mortal danger, Don couldn't help but be turned on by what was going on. His cock started to stir again, which was noticed by Eric and matched with a particularly violent thrust down Don's now sore throat.

Meanwhile Don's nut was turning purple and was now literally as flat as a hamburger patty. But Eric kept going, squishing the surprisingly resilient thing under his foot.

"Ooooh!" Eric screamed.

His orgasm was close and the feeling of Don's nut getting flatter and flatter underfoot was driving him crazy.

Flatter and flatter...

Don was hysterical. He knew Eric was about to burst his nut...

...and flatter....

Don looked into Eric's eyes pleadingly just as Eric threw his head back and blasted a dozen shots of splooge directly down his throat. Don didn't so much swallow the load as have it pumped directly into his stomach. Don could feel his belly being blasted with thick gobs of cum, and could also feel Eric hastily pulling his cock out of his throat just in time for a one final blast to shoot him point blank in the face.

Eric was sweating and moaning and Don's cock was raging... and Eric's foot was still firmly on Don's about to burst nut.

Don's cum covered face looked up into Eric and pleaded with to stop, but the handsome black man only smiled broadly and began to bounce his foot on Don's ball. It was starting to swell and deform. Don screamed and looked down at this assaulted nut just as several things happened at once.

S-Q-U-I-I-I-S-H

Don's enormous baby maker exploded with an audible crushing just as he blew the largest load he had ever shot in his life. Don's mind almost shut down from the dual stimulation of having his testicle ruptured and experiencing a mind-blowing orgasm at the same time. Don's cock spewed shot after shot straight up into the air, landing with wet splats all over the place. Don was still mid orgasm when he felt something thick and warm splattering his face. Eric was cumming again with squirts so large it hardly looked like he had just climaxed less than a minute ago.

By the time it was over Don's cute face was drenched in semen.

The incredible pain and shock of having his nut crushed finally caught up to Don and he passed out.

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Eric untied Don so quickly it was obvious this wasn't his first time. He then threw the handsome passed out blonde onto the ground on his stomach, climbed on his back and plunged his still hard cock into Don's defenseless ass. Don barely stirred, moaning weakly as his guts were ravaged by the too-big cock. Don's ass was bleeding, the tone jock's ass was simply unprepared for what was happening which was exactly what made it so hot for Eric. Don's ass was incredibly tight - at first - until nearly fifteen minutes of being fucked senseless loosened it up. Eric let out a final guttural scream and flooded the jock's guts with another huge load of nut cream.

He then collapsed on top of the thoroughly used white boy and lay there panting. The reprieve only lasted a moment before Eric's ass started humping again, he was already starting to ram into Don's blown out ass.

"Hey, man that's enough."

An unknown man's voice could be heard in the video, then the disc ended.

It had been a year since Don's encounter with Eric. Don's right nut was totally destroyed. All the doctors could do was remove the mushed contents and sew up the sack. His left nut, however, was totally fine. In fact it looked even bigger than before thanks to being wrapped in a thick layer of permanent scar tissue.

He hadn't heard from Eric since that night until he arrived home to find a blu ray disc slid under his door with a note the week prior.

Don,

Thanks again for the wild time. Here is a video of our night together that I hope you'll enjoy again and again. I know I enjoy watching it every day. My keyboards so sticky it barely works anymore! My pal Jason would like to 'meet' you sometime, too if you know what I mean! His email is at the bottom of this note. Just so you know, he really gets excited making peanut butter. And you know how they make peanut butter, right?

Yours, Eric

Jason's email: Jason.Quintero@yahoo.com

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Jason was the man whose voice was heard at the end of the video. Don didn't remember seeing Jason enter, but seeing how he only appeared after his testicle had popped, Don's fuzzy memory wasn't surprising.

Don rewound the video to the moments just before his nut burst and replayed it.

SQUISH!

He rewound again and played...

SQUISH!

He rewound again and set the video to loop the scene over and over.

SQUISH SQUISH SQUISH

He couldn't believe his big nut had burst so violently it made an audible, albeit faint, sound as it was snuffed out.

"Oh shit!"

Don screamed in pleasure as his remaining nut pumped out a gooey load all over his now well-defined chest. This was the second load he had blown that day watching the video, especially the part when Eric's foot becomes level with the chair - marking the end of Don's nut. He had watched the video every day since he got it and caught himself eying his truly huge remaining nut with lust.

After he got cleaned up he dug out the note from Eric and his iPhone and turned on his email app. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears, but his cock was already raging just in anticipation of what he was about to type:

"Hey Jason, I got your email from Eric. Would you be up for some fun? Only one more left..."

Don attached a picture of his oversized nut before pressing send.

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These are Don's  actual balls! What would you do to them? Let me know in the comments section :)