Signs in the Woods

Twenty five year old David, his T-shirt clinging to his sweat soaked chest, leaned against a tree to catch his breath, running a hand through his blond hair in an effort to cool himself down. David was fairly fit, years of cross country running had sculpted his six foot body, especially his muscular legs. However, the weight of his overloaded backpack combined with the midday heat was oppressive even for him.

"Come on!" he called out to his approaching younger brother.

Tyler rolled his eyes as he slowly trudged toward his brother. Tyler was only twenty, and although he was as tall as his athletic older brother, he wasn't in nearly of good of shape. He easily weighed fifty pounds more, most of it in his stomach, and considered taking the stairs instead of the escalator at the mall constituted excise. As he approached, his husky frame weighed down by an equally large camping sack, he gave his older, fitter brother a scowl.

David had planned this brothers' camping trip as a legitimate way for the two quite opposite brothers to bond but his good intentions were totally lost on Tyler, who saw the trip as a blatant reminder he was the gimpy younger brother in his athletic, popular brother's shadow.

"How much further," Tyler was barely able to get out as he stopped as his brother's side panting heavily.

"Just a few more miles,"

Tyler rolled his eyes and the two continued on. A short while later they came across a line of sycamore trees, each with bold red 'No Trespassing' signs affixed to their trunks. David gave the wall of signs a quizzical look.

"What is it? Are we lost?" Tyler asked, taking a bit of satisfaction at his perfect brother's plight.

David pulled out his small map and studied it for several minutes.

"I told you we should have just used GPS..."

"Not now, Tyler," David said, trying to mask his frustration at his know it all brother, "We must have gotten turned around somewhere. Let's just cut through here."

David finished pointing directly toward the 'No Trespassing' signs.

Tyler was about to protest, but David was already several feet beyond the signs. The two continued on for several hours, the sun was starting to set and they were still wandering apparently in the wrong direction. Tyler had expected to be back at the car hours ago and was becoming openly impatient with this brother's refusal to acknowledge that he'd messed up.

"Are we lost?" Tyler said, stopping abruptly and plopping down, the weight of his knapsack starting to take a toll.

"No. We just... I think we're headed in the right direction."

"You think? You think?" Tyler said, raising his voice, "We're not all wonder jocks like you. I'm dyin' here. I can't just keep going in circles because you think..."

"Hey!' came an extremely agitated sounding deep voice.

David and Tyler both turned to see a large man, easily just shy of seven foot and quite broad, approaching with surprising speed. The man had ghostly pale skin which contrasted dramatically with his long, black ratty hair. A dark red plaid shirt was draped over his muscular frame. As he approached, it became apparent that his face was horribly disfigured, perhaps scarred, as if he had been in a fire or accident.

Tyler stood up quickly and stood slightly behind his brother, as if instinctively wanting his protection.

"Look buddy, we got lost. We're just..."

"Did you not see the signs?" the man roared, stopping just feet from the two.

David's heart raced, and Tyler grimaced, as the horribly disfigured man eyed them suspiciously. He was huge, perhaps weighing as much as two hundred fifty pounds, and quite muscular, huge biceps bulging the short sleeves of his shirt. The man was standing slightly crooked, as if one of his tree trunk legs was shorter than the other, and he was breathing heavily.

"We're just lost. We'll ..." David tried to explain.

The man took another step toward them, raising his fists. David stepped forward and without thinking pushed his younger brother further behind him.

"Look, buddy. We're sorry, Just point us out of here and we'll be on our way."

The man didn't say anything as he unexpectedly lunged at David, knocking him effortlessly to the ground. Tyler jumped back as the large stranger began pounding his huge fist into David's handsome face.

"Run Tyler!"

Tyler lunched on top of the stranger, but was easily knocked aside, hitting his head on a rock. He looked up into the canopy in a daze before passing out.

When he came to, his head still groggy, Tyler found himself tied to a tree. His arms and ankles were securely tied behind the trunk, leaving him totally exposed. He looked down to see he had been totally stripped, his soft stomach was bruised and sore as if he had been beaten further after he had passed out. His large, pendulous nuts dangled five inches below his spread legs.

Tyler looked around in confusion, trying to figure out where he was. The sun was still stetting, so he figured that not too much time could have passed since they ran into the Stranger. He glanced to his right to see David was tied to another tree a few feet away in similar fashion. David was stripped naked, his toned, muscular body in stark contrast to Tyler’s. David's balls were slightly smaller and rounder than his brothers and were much tighter against his body, his scrotum bulging out from under this cock like a fleshy orange. His face was bruised and bloody and it looked as if he was still passed out.

"David," Tyler shouted, "David wake up!"

David continued to hang from the tree motionless as Tyler began to frantically struggle against his constraints. The bonds barely yielded even after several minutes of Tyler's struggling.

"Help!" he shouted.

"Shut up!" came the familiar voice of the Stranger from behind.

The man's footsteps were uneven as he came from around the trees and stood directly in front of Tyler. The Stranger smelled putrid and his disfigured face was even more hideous up close. He had a wild glint in his eye, like a deranged character from a horror movie, as he spoke.

"I'm gonna' have fun with you,"

Tyler had to turn his head to avoid gagging on the man's foul breath. The Stranger reached out and cupped Tyler's defenseless, swinging sack in his large hand and gave it a devastating squeeze.

Tyler struggled and let out a blood curdling scream as he felt his manhood being compressed flatter and flatter... and flatter. He had never experienced anything so painful in his entire life. He threw up as the man's hand continued to mercilessly squash the young man's balls into each other.

"Stop! Don't hurt him!" David screamed crying. He was still obviously quite groggy, but awake enough to be aware of what was going on.

The Stranger released Tyler's now red balls and walked in his awkward, jilted manner over to the bound muscular blonde. He had barely reached David when he balled his fist and sent it crashing into David's mounding sack. David howled, his muscles useless in helping him escape, a the Stranger withdrew his arm and sent his fist crashing into the helpless sack over and over.

CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRUCH!

Each perfectly aimed impact made a sickening, wet splat into the jiggling nut sack. David's head rolled and he screamed uncontrollably as he felt the powerful blows were laying waste to his sex life. Tyler could only watch in horror as his older brother’s nuts were being reduced to paste. The beating continued non stop for nearly ten minutes and Tyler was sure his brother's nuts were being permanently wrecked. The wet splats were getting softer with each impact and David's sack was turning black and purple. It was swollen to an an enormous proportion, each nut now the size of an egg and straining against the skin of the now over filled sack.

"Stop! Please stop!" Tyler screamed as he watched his pain wracked brother finally pass out. But the Stranger just kept pounding.

Finally, a few minutes later, David's sack was visibly flatter but apparently still intact, the Stranger stopped and stepped back. Tyler looked over at his brother pleading him to wake up, but David's body looked especially limp. Had he died?

"Your turn," the Stranger said in an evil laugh as he walked over to Tyler.

Tyler screamed and attempted to close his legs to no avail. The Stranger just ignored him and pulled a small object out of his back pocket, fumbling with it in his large but apparently uncoordinated hands, before turning so that Tyler could see what it was.

Tyler instantly pissed himself when he was the small gun the Stranger was holding. Tyler couldn't tell if the gun itself was abnormally small or if the Stranger's fat hands just made it look that way. Th Stranger stood back several feet from Tyler, his hideous face gnarled in concentration as he took careful aim at Tyler. Tyler begged and pleaded until...

BOOM!

A high pitched boom, more like a 'pop' cracked through the air followed almost immediately by a sharp stinging in Tyler's left pec. Tyler looked down, expecting to see a bullet wound but instead found a large welt had formed...

POP! POP!

Tyler writhed as two more sharp pains struck his left thigh and right arm, followed by more welts. He quickly realized the abominable stranger was using him as a pellet gun target.

POP! POP! POP!

Tyler was totally defenseless as the tiny metal pellets pelted his body. Huge, red welts marked his body and the stinging pain of each impact was driving him crazy. But the pellets were being fired from too far away to do any real damage...

POP! SPALT!

The Stranger let out a sound half way between a squeal and a laugh as a pellet landed squarely on Tyler's right nut. He could feel the pellet trying to tear into his testicle's membranes, filling his crotch with an incredible pain. His entire sack instantly bruised...

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT!

Three more pellets found Tyler's right nut which was now rapidly swelling. Each pellet was digging deeper and deeper into the assaulted nut, though the skin hadn't broken yet. Tyler looked down as he felt a peculiar flushing sensation in his sack. The right side of the sack was now swollen to three times its normal size and it was apparent he was now bleeding inside his sack.. Had his testicle ruptured?

The Stranger took several large steps closer and began firing again.

POP! THUMP! POP! POP!

Pellets landed all over Tyler's body, only this time leaving even nastier bruises as the shortened distance increased the force of each impact. Tyler's entire body was turning blue and black and he screamed and struggled to escape.

POP! THUNK!

A well-aimed pellet to his throat instantly silenced him. For a moment Tyler thought he was going to suffocate from a collapsed throat, but he was able to slowly catch his breath as the initial shock and pain died down.

The Stranger took a few more steps closer to his target and was now standing less than three feet away from Tyler. Tyler, his voice still hoarse from the previous pellet to the throat, pleaded with the man to let him and his brother go. He looked over at the still passed out David and shuddered to this what kind of damage the Stranger could do to him in his utterly defenseless position.

POP! SPLAT! SPLAT!

The Stranger fired pellets directly into Tyler's sack. Tyler's entire world seemed to melt away, so consuming was the pain of having his nuts used as a point blank pellet gun target. The pellets were now breaking the skin with each impact and his swollen scrotum was literally being torn to shreds. Tyler writhed and screamed but the Stranger just kept firing...

POP! SPLAT!

Each pellet impact into his exposed crotch made a wet splat that echoed through Tyler's head. His sack was now dripping blood from the numerous open welts. That's when the Stranger took a final step and extended the gun in his arm. The barrel was touching Tyler's sack. Tyler looked into the man's eyes, shuddering at the awful appearance. Tyler closed his eyes tightly as he saw the man's finger twitch on the trigger...

CLICK!

To Tyler's surprise, nothing happened. The man grunted and reached into his pocket to retrieve more bullets. After the pellet gun was reloaded, he walked away from Tyler casually and took position in front of David, who was still passed out. He rose the barrel of the gun so that it was just touching the hunky study's swollen left testicle...

"Nooo! Please don't !" Tyler screamed as he helplessly watched his brothers' nuts about to be destroyed.

POP! POP! POP!

The Stranger fired three pellets which instantly lodged inside of David's meaty left nut. David's eyes shot open and he let out a horrendous howl, looking down to see his sack had been blown open.

His muscular chest rippled as he heaved and begged by the Stranger to stop, but the Stranger just moved the gun to the other nut and fired...

SPL---OOSH!

David's right nut fractured in the sack as the pellet tore through his scrotum. David cried out then passed out again, unable to handle the nightmare he was in. The Stranger grinned and took a step back, firing from slightly further away into the torn open scrotum.

SPLAT!

A pellet collided directly with the left testicle...

SPLAT!

Another pellet tore into the chunks of his ruined right testicle.

SPLAT! SPLATE

Pellet after pellet turned the jocks' nuts into a shredded, gory mess and Tyler could do nothing to stop it. ti was obvious David's sex life was over as a final pellet shattered his right testicle which was now hanging outside of the torn apart sack. The Stranger was giggling as he continued to mutilate the defenseless stud. Tyler was pleading for mercy and struggling as hard as he could against his constraints... then he felt something.

The knot around his ankles had broken in his struggle!

POP! SPLAT! SPLOSH!

The stranger fired a final pellet that disposed of a fleshy lump that was hanging by a thread between David's muscular legs. His testicles had been reduced to a stain on a tree trunk. The Stranger, realizing he had nothing let to use as a target, roughly grabbed David's cock and jammed the barrel of the gun into his piss slit. David's head rocked back and forth slightly..

BOOM! SPL--A--TCHSH!

A pellet tore through the length of David's cock, causing irreparable damage to the shaft as it traveled the length, getting lodged at the base. Tyler continued to struggle as the Stranger moved the pellet over David's face.

BOOM!

A close range pellet caused a shower of blood to erupt from David's broken nose.

The Stranger rose the gun and hovered the barrel just inches from David's right eye. Tyler let out a scream as he felt his last constraints break. He fell to the ground and raced toward his brother...

BOOM!

A pellet flew harmlessly into the canopy, the gun knocked away at the last moment as Tyler lunged at the Stranger. The Stranger was knocked to the ground, Tyler on top of him, pummeling his disfigured face with angry, ill aimed but viciously powerful punches.

The Stranger laughed as he effortlessly tossed the much smaller young man off of him. The two scuffled for a bit before David awoke, his mind still too clouded with terror and pain to fully understand what was happening. His kid brother wielding a large stick, was charging at the large Stranger who now looked genuinely terrified. The Stranger fired wildly at Tyler as he approached, hitting him several times but doing nothing to slow down Tyler's rage induced speed. There was an audible whoosh as Tyler swung the heavy branch with a force David' didn't think was possible from his younger brother.

Tyler let out a war like howl as he and the Stranger collided. David looked down as his bleeding destroyed crotch. The pain was infinitely greater than anything he had ever felt before, but his cries were muted by his terror.

'No! Please!' the Stranger screamed.

There were several loud BOOMS and a truly disturbing, gargled scream as David passed out...

Simple Gifts (Sequel to 'Cousin Busting')

This is a follow-up to an older story called ' Cousin Busting' which can be found here.

Matt's car rolled by a large sign that had just been constructed outside of his subdivision: "Coming Soon: Phase II, Ground Breaking Summer of 2025". The setting sun made a dramatic backdrop against the peaked roofs and palm trees of the comfortable suburban homes in the aptly named Dream Hill Estates. Despite the stressful day he had just had at work, a broad smile emerged on Matt's face when he saw a matching BMW with the license plate 'MATSGUY' in the driveway. His husband was home unexpectedly early from a business trip.

Matt was overwhelmed by a delicious aroma coming from the kitchen.

"Jesse! You're home early. How was Boston?"

Jesse emerged from the kitchen, still wearing his apron.

"It was... satisfying," he began, "I quit."

Matt's jaw dropped as he reached out to hug his husband.

"Quit? Are you serious?"

"Yes. I’ve been thinking about what you said. We can afford all of this even if I stayed home to watch the baby."

Matt's eyes welled with tears. He felt like his chest was going to burst from joy.

"Seriously! The adoption went through? We're getting a baby!"

"They called me in Boston. I came straight home..."

Matt lunged onto his husband, his tears of joy streaming onto Jesse's face as they locked lips.

"Honey this is the best birthday ever. I love you so much. How am I so lucky?"

"Oh there's one more thing," said Jesse, wiping tears from his eyes as he reached into his apron pocket.

He produced an aged piece of paper which he handed to Matt. It was a printed out transcript from several years ago, back when instant messaging was still popular. He chuckled at the name 'MattzGotGame', his screen name from a lifetime ago:

MessyJesse83: So you'll really do it?

MattzGotGame: Do What?

MessyJesse83: Pop my nuts

MattzGotGame:  Seriously?

MessyJesse83: Yes. I love you so much and I know how much you want to.

MattzGotGame:  Yes, yes!!! I totally wanna do it.

MessyJesse83:  Okay, if we're still together on your 30th birthday, it'll be my gift to you.

MattzGotGame: 30!?! That's forever from now. I'll be old and fat lol

MessyJesse83:  I don't care if you're bald and fat AND impotent. You know I love YOU, not your stats.

MattzGotGame: Oh Jesse I can't wait til I c u again :) How am I so lucky?

Matt looked up, a blank look of astonishment etched across his face. Jesse smiled at his husband, who -- at age thirty -- was just as handsome as ever.

Matt caressed the side of Jesse's face with the back of his hand, and Jesse kissed it softly, making his way up Matt's arm.

"Jesse, that was twelve years ago... I ahhh" Matt moaned in pleasure as his husband began kissing and licking the underside of his neck. Jesse knew exactly how to turn Matt on.

"We were kids. I was totally joking about that,"

Jesse stepped back, still holding Matt's hand, "I wasn't. Remember how much fun we used to have. You used to really work me over."

Matt sighed softly as his husband pecked the back of his hand, his soft lips sending tingles up his arm.

Matt and Jesse's relationship had started, ironically enough, with one of Jesse's testicles partially ruptured. Their lustful romp culminating in the ultimate expression of Matt's repentant dominance. Jesse's manhood healed completely and he continued to be the submissive half of the relationship. Rough sex with the small Matt manhandling the larger, beefier Jesse gave way to bondage and toy play, S&M and increasingly kinkier activities. But by graduate school, they were an upwardly mobile power couple.

They pursued traditional, white collar careers, law for Matt and political lobbying for Jesse, and by their late twenties were already respected pillars in their conservative suburban community. And, in matching their outwardly conservative lives, their relationship gradually became more traditional though just as fiercely passionate, though there was the occasional ball squeeze during sex or playful slap. Both of them vividly remembered the night Matt had ruptured Jesse's testicle and both knew that it precipitated the largest, most intense orgasm Matt had ever had before or since. Matt had fantasied about castrating Jesse, and castration talk was common in their earlier years, but he never thought it would actually happen. Matt's cock twitched in his slacks as he considered the note.

"But with a baby coming..."

"Okay, then pop one. Just burst one. I only need one anyway. I know how much you want to..." Jesse guided Matt's hand between his legs to the mound under his apron.

Matt's cock continued to stiffen as the realization of what was happening set in. Jesse was right. Matt's facilitation with ball busting, in particular busting Jesse's nuts, never totally went away. Matt loved Jesse and would never deliberately injure him, but that's exactly what Jesse was practically begging him to do -- and Matt was tempted to join in. The contradiction was overwhelming.

"Mmm," Jesse moaned. Matt, without thinking, was firmly squeezing the bulge in Jesse's pants.

"Let's um. Let's talk about it over dinner, okay?'

The amuse buse were crackers topped with flavorful humus and two soft boiled eggs served in delicate egg cups.

He licked his lips and winked as Matt cracked the egg with his fork, shattering the shell and exposing it's runny insides. The implied visual was obvious.

"Mmm."

The next course consisted of chicken with peanut sauce, and Jesse went into detail about how he had to crack the nuts and crush them into mush. It was making Matt hard... For desert was a simple fruit bowl, full of grapes, cherries and melon balls.

"Have one," Jesse said feeding a rather large, firm grape to his husband.

Matt rolled the grape around in his mouth for a moment, pretending it was one of Jesse's large nuts, then chomped into it when it was between his molars. He felt the insides of the grape exploding, splattering the back of his throat. Jesse then fed him a cherry, which Matt chomped in half with his front teeth. Matt, then took of the melon balls and put them in his mouth, rolling them slowly as he rubbed over his husband's crotch, his cock now raging.

"Oh yeah. What if those were my nuts."

Matt gave a devilish wink as he chomped down hard, making both of the testicles-by-proxy burst in his mouth. Jesse's cock twitched.

"Let's take this to the bedroom" said Jesse, taking his husbands hand and leading him toward the bedroom.

They barely made it out of the dining room before they were ripping each others clothe off. Matt, with a roughness he hadn't shown in years, literally threw his husband onto the dining room table, sending dishes crashing to the ground. Jesse knelt over the table,his ass in the air as Matt spit into his hand , lubed up his partner's ass and rammed his now throbbing cock into Jesse's hole. Jesse screamed in pleasure. It was the roughest penetration Matt had done in some time, and he was plunging all the way in, the entire eight inches, not stopping at five like normal which was more comfortable to Jesse.

"Oh yeah! Own me stud!" Jesse screamed, reaching around and clutching his husband's ass.

Matt fucked Jesse mercilessly for several minutes before grabbing him by the back of the head and motioning him to stand up. Jesse made his way to the bedroom, but was stopped midway through the living room, forced to his knees while Matt face fucked the hell out of him. They continued like this for hours, stopping all over the house before finally making it to the bedroom. Behind them was a trail of overturned chairs, broken picture frames and shoved furniture. They hadn't had such a wild, rumpus fuck since they were in their teens. Matt had cum twice and was ready to go a third time as Jesse lay spread eagle, covered in sweat and his ass dripping with cum.

"So, are you gonna do it? Are you gonna crack this nut?" he asked breathlessly, clutching his huge right ball so that it bulged against his sack.

Matt's eyes fixated on the large, vulnerable organ, his mind swimming with lust, as he shouted "Hell yes!"

He jumped on top of Jesse, rolled him on his back and plowed into him , grabbing his right nut and squeezing it as he plunged into his husband’s well lubed ass. He formed an 'O' around the ball with his thumb and forefinger, trapping it from escaping into Jesse's body and proceeded to punch it with each stroke.

Jesse was writhing and crying. He hadn't experienced true ball pain in years. His legs kept trying to close out of instinct, but he willed them to stay open. He had been craving this domination for moths, a welcome dose of the old days into their modern lives.

"Oh God! Pound it flat!" He screamed as unbearable pain and pleasure erupted from his loins.

Matt was fucking him with the vigor of an eighteen year old, grunting like an animal and plunging balls deep with each piston like thrust.

"Oh! I'm gonna -- I'm gonna cum!" Matt screamed, continually pounding the swelling sack as he got closer to climax.

"Oh fuck! oh fuck!" Jesse screamed, his fourth load of the night flooding the bed under him, "Pop it!"

Indeed, Matt could feel that his devastating punches were starting to soften the now blood red ball. The delicate membranes and tissues starting to tear just like had done all those years ago. Only this time there wouldn’t' be anything left to heal..

"OOOOH SHIT!"

Matt screamed as his body arched in pleasure. He pulled out just in time to shower Jesse's back with another copious, thick load. In his ecstasy he had stopped punching the swollen nut, instead collapsing onto of his husband's gooey back.

The two lay still for several minutes, panting hard. Recovering from their marathon fuck fest. When Matt had finally recovered enough to speak he rolled Jesse onto his back and leaned in to whisper something in his ear.

"Next time,I'm not gonna stop pounding until Mr. Righty goes splat." he finished licking his husband’s ear.

Jesse's back arched in pleasure as he shrieked "Oh God! I can't wait."

Matt pulled more favors than he knew he had to have his case load transferred to other partners at his law firm long enough for him to take an unannounced week off of work..

On the first day, Jesse woke up early and prepared an elaborate gourmet breakfast for Matt, delivering it to him on a tray in bed complete with a fresh cut flower in a glass vase. The vase, along with the rest of the breakfast, ended up on the floor as Matt immediately grabbed his husband and fucked and sucked him for hours. They took a break for lunch, barely clearing away the dishes before Jesse had pinned the smaller Matt against the refrigerator and inhaled his cock like a pro. Jesse got a particularly thick, creamy load shot directly into his waiting stomach as a reward. Matt, his knees still weak from the powerful orgasm, bent over the breakfast bar, his muscular butt in the air.

Jesse smiled in delight, spit in his hand and plunged his rock hard cock into Matt. Matt was usually a top, so his ass was especially tight. Matt grunted as Jesse's cock tore into his tight guts, a few times wincing in genuine pain. Jesse eased up a bit taking a softer rhythm on Matt's practically virgin ass until he filled his husband's insides with what felt like gallons of cum.

The two fucked each other for hours in every conceivable position -- on all fours, pinned against walls, on their backs, on their stomachs, even in the back seat of Matt's car. Through it all, Matt squeezed and kneaded Jesse's doomed right ball in his hands, causing it to swell considerably. By dinner, Matt's loads were smaller, merely dribbles, but his cock almost immediately got hard after he shot his load. Jesse was loving how brutally his muscular husband was owning his ass and kept egging Matt on to continue.

Despite the ostensibly carnal nature of their relationship that day, the two had never experienced stronger, heart-felt love in their entire lives. While Jesse was getting fucked yet again on his back, Matt looked down with awe at this amazing, handsome blonde man. "How am I so lucky?" Matt thought to himself as he became so overwhelmed with joy he started crying. Jesse followed suit and soon the two were holding each other tightly, their bodies wet from cum and sweat, crying and professing their love for one another with the rawness of their very first night together.

"Matt, I love you. But I gotta' eat. We've been at it for hours," Jesse said laughing, his stomach grumbling as if on cue.

"Okay, but after dinner, Mr. Righty gets a proper work over."

Jesse grinned and his cock twitched at the prospect. The two, who wreaked of sex, took a shower together -- too spent to even attempt to fool around again -- and ordered a pizza.

The delivery boy was a handsome, dark haired young man in his early twenties wearing a rainbow necklace. Matt and Jesse both answered the door wearing only their bath towels, causing the cute delivery boy to flush red with embarrassment as his cock stiffened in his jeans. There was a point in their lives where Matt and Jesse would have invited the young man in, but now they only had eyes for each other.

The door had barely closed before Matt and Jesse were at it again, making out like school boys while their pizza got cold. After they finally ate an hour -- and two explosive orgasms later -- Matt lead Jesse into the kitchen for 'Mr. Righty's' work over.

Jesse's right ball was quite swollen and sore from the day's worth of squeezing, but it was in for much, much more. They had decided to burst Jesse's nut in a room of the house they used regularly -- like the kitchen -- instead of the basement or garage. That way they would be reminded practically daily of the amazing experience they were about to have.

They hadn't talked about about exactly how Jesse was going to be nutted, and Matt was planning on simply playing it by ear, using this opportunity to act out every ball busting fantasy he had ever wanted to until his husband's meaty testicle finally exploded. The thought of his man's ball exploding was making Matt incredibly hard. His cock was raging so hard, it almost hurt as it throbbed, swinging freely between his legs.

"Spread 'em," He instructed as Jesse stood in front of the double wide stainless steel refrigerator..

Jesse spread his legs thick, muscular legs allows his heavy ball sack to swing in front of the refrigerator door. Matt licked his lips and stood facing his husband. He reached out and kissed him, putting his hands on his shoulders to brace as he lifted his knee into the waiting ball bag with a CRUNCH.

Jesse gasped and attempted to double over, but was held up by his smaller partner. Matt and Jesse continued to make out passionately as Matt slammed his knee into the bouncing ball bag six more times, each time Matt's cock jumped as he felt Jesse's lumps compressing against his body. Jesse was crying from pain, but didn't try to close his legs or pull away. If anything, he grabbed the back of Matt's head and pulled him in closer as Matt reached a hand down and cupped Jesse's right nut.

"Mmmph!" Jesse groaned, as Matt's strong hand closed around the doomed ball.

Matt squeezed tighter and tighter, his cock gushing precum as he felt the ball getting softer in his bare hand.

"Aah" Jesse gasped, instinctively pushing Matt away from him as he started to slide to his knees.

Matt grinned, as he kept his tight grip on Jesse's swollen right ball. Jesse stopped half way down the refrigerator, unable to slide down further without causing Matt to stretch his nut like a yo yo string.

"Mmm" Matt said finally letting go of the abused organ and letting Jesse slide the rest of the way to the ground.

Jesse's strong hands cupped his crotch as he struggled to catch his breath. Matt had put him in a world of hurt and he hadn't even done any permanent damage...yet. Despite it all, Jesse's cock was harder than it had been in years. Matt smiled as he roughly lifted his husband to his feet and shoved him over to the table.

"Stand! Put your balls on the table!" Matt barked in a dominate tone.

Jesse nodded and placed his sagging nut sack on the table top. Matt went to the counter and fetched a metal meat tenderizer mallet. Jesse's eyes grew wide as Matt carefully aimed the mallet over his right nut.

"Oh Matt, I love you --"

Whoosh! CRUNCH! CRUNCH! CRR-U-NCH! Matt sent the heavy mallet crashing down on the defenseless flat orb rapidly three time, each time feeling the mallet head dangerously compressing half of Jesse's sex life. Matt had reared his hand back for a fourth strike, but Jesse collapsed in a heap on the kitchen floor before he could swing.

Jesse was rocking back and forth howling in agony, clutching his sack which felt like it had been broken in two. Matt set down the mallet and crouched to his husband's side and roughly pushed his hands off his throbbing nuts. Matt reached for and roughly fondled the now totally red, slightly flat looking right nut and rolled it in his hand. The enormous nut felt a bit softer than earlier, but was still entirely whole. Matt's thumb dug into the fleshy orb and his face was red with effort as he pressed in deeper, and deeper... and deeper. And deeper. His thumb mercilessly tore into the delicate, inflamed membranes causing his larger, totally submissive husband to wail in pain even though his cock was pointing straight up leaking precum.

"Oh God!" Jesse screamed out, reaching his large hand to grasp Matt's flexing bicep.

Astoundingly, instead of trying to push Matt's hand away, Jesse lovingly squeezed the muscle that was laying waste to his nut.

"OH yeah! Fucking crush it! Own me stud --- aaah!" Jesse screamed out as he felt Matt's thumb suddenly sink deeper into his ball.

Matt thought he was going to cum as he felt Jesse's huge, battered sex organ starting to literally collapse in his hand. He let off the pressure quickly, causing another wave of pain as blood quickly rushed back into the swollen nut. Jesse cried out as he fell over, landing spread eagle on his back clutching his nuts and crying. His cock was starting to go limp, which was misleading considering he was hornier than he had been in years. His smaller, muscular husband climbed on top of him, chest to chest, and started kissing him.

Jesse's face was contorted in pain, but his tongue swirled inside Matt's mouth as Matt's hand slowly made its way to Jesse's crotch. Matt grabbed Jesse's right ball and squeeze viciously, rolling it between his thumb and fingers. He was checking to see if there was any damage, but it still felt quite whole, though much, much softer.

Jesse's eyes bugged out at the rough examination, but he just wrapped his arms around Matt's studly back and held him tightly. He could have easily pushed Matt off torso to save his doomed testicle, but the feeling of being so totally dominated was canceling out any urge to save himself.

"Oh yes! Crush it! Crack that nut!" Jesse screamed out as Matt let the swollen gonad go.

Matt stood up and barked for Jesse to do the same. Jesse was rising slowly to his feet when Matt grabbed him by cock and pulled him up the rest of the way.

"Not fast enough," Matt said pulling his husband to the counter by his dick.

Jesse felt like Mat was going to rip his throbbing cock off his body, but the pleasure Matt was getting from releasing his pent up dominate nature was unmistakable.

"This is the end. I'm gonna bust this ball,"

Matt knelt down between Jesse's spread legs. He grabbed the throbbing right ball and made an O with his thumb and fore finger at the base, making the trapped testicle bulge against the skin of the sack. Matt balled his fist and pounded it into the trapped nut with a resounding, soft SPLAT.

SPLAT! SPLAT! SPLAT! SPALT!

Jesse's legs buckled as he braced himself against the counter, struggling to keep himself upright. He was sobbing and felt like he was going to throw up, but he found the strength to shout out "Oh Matt! Fuckin' destroy it! Pop it!"

SPLAT! SPLAT!

Matt's powerful fist sank further and further into the ball with each hit and the poor testicle took slightly longer to plump back with each blow.

"Oh you want me to pop this nut?" Matt screamed, not stopping his pounding for a moment.

SPLAT!... SPLAT!

Jesse's eyes rolled into his head. He could feel himself blacking out as half of his manhood was being crushed by his husband.

"Oh... please... pop...." Jesse got out, a smile of satisfaction on his face as he passed out.

Matt stood up just in time to catch his husband's large, husky body as it fell. He inhaled the smell of Jesse's sweat soaked body as he picked him up and carried him into the living room. He gently lay him down in front of the fireplace on his back and brushed the side of Jesse's face with the back of his hand. Matt's entire body tingled as he slowly caressed his husband's body, his hands feeling over ever inch of his mounding pecs, his smooth stomach, his thick thighs. Jesse moaned slightly and his cock started to stir as Matt used his tongue to swirl over each of Jesse's nipples before running his tongue down his body, stopping at his crotch. Matt knew Jesse was amazingly hot, but he felt like he was discovering Jesse's body for the first time. Jesse was starting to stir, his cock now leaking precum like piss, right as Matt opened his mouth as far as he could and went down on Jesse's now throbbing cock.

Jesse gasped as Matt expertly bobbed up and down the entire length of his cock. Matt's stomach was filling with salty, sticky precum which he eagerly swallowed, desperate to make his husband cum one final time before losing a nut.

Jesse moaned and his eyes lost focus as he was consumed by the amazing blow job he was getting. Matt's hands rubbed up and down Jesse's body, pinching and squeezing Jesse's filled out frame. This went on for several minutes and Jesse could feel another load boiling in his abused nuts. He reached out to touch Matt's face, caressing it gently as Matt worked to suck out Jesse's final two-nut load.

"Oh! Oh shit! Oh shit!" Jesse screamed looking down at his husband to watch his throat contracting several times as he struggled to swallow the surprisingly copious load without spilling a drop.

Matt was surprised at the volume of Jesse's load, considering how many times he had already cum that day, but greedily slurped and gulped the salty load. Rope after rope of sticky cum splattered the back of Matt's throat, the sensation driving Matt wild. His own cock was leaking precum and he thought he too was going to shoot just from the feeling of being stuffed with cream by his husband.

Matt pulled off Jesse's spent cock with just a swallow of cum left in his mouth. He smiled at Jesse, a dribble of jizz running down his chin ,and knelt over to kiss him. The two exchanged a deep, cum filled kiss with Jesse swallowing the rest of his own thick load.

"Thank you sir," he said smiling, his head still cloudy from orgasm.

Matt, still on his knees, spit on his hand and lubed up his cock, taking position between Jesse's spread legs. He grabbed Jesse's legs and lifted them into the air, resting the back of Jesse's shins on his shoulders. The position left Jesse's gaping hole totally exposed and Matt grinned as he plunged his thick jock dick into it.

Jesse moaned and his back arched in pleasure as his husband piston fucked him harder than he had ever been fucked. Matt was slamming his cock in balls deep with each thrust, moaning lust as he looked down at Jesse's glistening body.

"You're --- so --- hot. I fuckin' --- love -- you --- so much!" Matt was able to get out through his unintelligible grunting.

Jesse thought Matt was going to rip his guts out he was being power fucked so mercilessly, but he begged for more - his cock already hard and dripping again. Matt loved how totally he was dominating his larger husband, which made his cock throb even more as it tore into Jesse. As he kept fucking, Matt looked down and saw Jesse's sack resting on the ground between his legs. His mind flashed back to their very first night together when he had ruptured Jesse's testicle by punching it flat into the ground. Jesse had been in a similar position then...

SPLAT! CRUNCH!

"Oh God!" Jesse screamed, making a fist and biting it to contain his outbursts.

Matt was slamming his fist as hard as he could into Jesse's ridiculously swollen, ready to burst right nut with each thrust. He could feel it getting flatter and flatter with each viscous pounding and knew the end was coming.

Jesse, his face a mix of fear, lust and pleasure, made brief eye contact with his husband before blacking out, his mind unable to process the intense pain of his testicle literally being crushed.

"Oh yeah. Fuckin' crack!"

CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

"Yes! It's starting to go! It's popping!" Matt screamed as he continued to plow into Jesse's hole, now pounding the doomed right nut quickly and with so much force it was barely able to plumb back into shape between blows.

Over and over the huge organ was pounded into the ground, Matt could feel it starting to collapse under his knuckles, the once spherical object getting flatter and flatter. He had taken Jesse to this point once before, years ago in college, during a particularly brutal ball busting session, but had stopped before any real damage

CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

"Oh yeah! I'm crushing it!" Matt screamed, his voice cracking as his load erupted into Jesse's ass.

He pulled out in time for a gusher of semen to splatter Jesse's stomach and chest. Matt grabbed his still throbbing cock and jerked it, another glob of cum landing on top of Jesse's cock and balls. He kept stroking, feeling like he was still having an orgasm as he balled out his other fist and proceeded to pound as hard he could onto the flattened right nut.

CRUNCH!

CRUNCH!

SPL--OO-TCH!! 

 Jesse's marked right nut finally couldn't take any more and split apart.

Matt's eyes grew wide and he shot a rope of cum several feel beyond Jesse's head. Then another. And another. His cock just kept squirting and squirting as he replayed the wet, sickening yet thoroughly satisfying wet sploshing CRUNCH of Jesse's nut imploding in the sack.

"Fuck! Fuck!" Matt screamed as his orgasm finally subsided, his husband's body by now looking like it had been the target of a massive bukkake.

Matt kept pounding the already cracked nut until he felt the two chunks shatter further in his swollen sack.

CRUNCH! CRUNCH! SPLOSH! SPLAT! SPLOTCH!

The right side of Jesse's once full sack became flatter and mushier with each blow until...

SQUICK!

The last small chunk of Jesse's right testicle that hadn't already been turned into paste finally gave out. Matt grabbed the mushed side of the sack and kneaded the crushed remains in his fingers. Jesse's cock had gone limp, but was still leaking precum. Matt could feel there were still small, chunks of nut in the sack and, his cock still raging and his head still spinning from this ultimate ball busting session, he raced to the kitchen and feetched the meat tenderizer from earlier.

When he got back to Jesse, he dropped to his knees between Jesse's spread legs, raised the mallet over his head and sent it crashing down onto the now totally flattened right nut. The mallet came down a dozen times, each time making a wet sploshing, as Jesse's nut was thoroughly, utterly destroyed. When he was satisfied, Matt positioned the mallet over Jesse's relatively untouched left ball and sent it crashing down -- full force.

Jesse let out a subconscious whimper as his last nut was dangerously compressed.

CRUNCH! CRUNCH!

Matt couldn’t control himself as he sent the mallet down over and over onto Jesse's defenseless left testicle. He grabbed it and roughly rolled it around in his hands, feeling for damage. The nut was swollen, but still whole, though it was obvious the tenderizer was starting to do real damage to Jesse's nut. If Matt kept going Jesse's ball would probably...

CRUNCH! SPLAT!

Matt, using his fist this time instead of the mallet pounded Jesse's left nut as hard as he could twice more before finally getting control of himself. Jesse's injured left nut slowly plumped back from its slightly flattened state and Jesse's head was rocking back and forth slowly, though the stud was still totally blacked out.

The feeling of totally crushing a testicle was more incredible than anything he had ever experienced and -- for a moment -- he thought he was going to totally castrate his husband right then and there to replicate the experience. Matt was panting, still holding the mallet, which he cast aside as he cradled his husband's head and kissed him.

Jesse barely came to a few minutes later. He was still in a daze, but could tell he was in a car - city lights passing by quickly through the window. It was a lot like their trip to Mercy General more than a decade ago... He looked over at his husband who was driving and smiled before blacking out again.