Busting the Easter Bunny

Dave

Dave approached the front door of the enormous brick home clad in a long black trench coat and a pair of costume bunny hears protruding from his neatly styled black hair.  A few moments after he rang the bell, the sound of thumping pop music coming from the other side of the door was silenced and Dave heard several pairs of footsteps shuffling around for what seemed like an unusually long time before it finally opened. 

A tall sharply dressed redhead who didn't look to be much older than Dave was at the door holding a cocktail and smiling broadly. 

The redhead eyed Dave intensely as if trying to mentally disrobe him as he motioned him inside.  Dave had been doing private shows for birthdays, late-night poker games and bachelorette - and bachelor - parties for only a couple months but had amassed quite a full calendar of upcoming clients thanks in no small part to his chiseled body, boyish good looks and package that pulled a the seams of whatever outfit his clients had requested.  He'd shown up as the handsome delivery man for bachelorette parties, the cop to 'break up' a rowdy bachelor party or just a gyrating background dancer showing off his moves atop a baccarat table of some fancy private casino and had always left with enough cash to quell any trepidation the otherwise milquetoast fitness instructor would have about flaunting his good looks in public.  

This particular gig was unique because the request was basically for Dave to play the part of the Easter Bunny for a group of businessmen but when Dave asked about whether he should bring a basket or what would be expected, the well-paying client would only say 'you'll see'.

Dave walked into a grand entryway and was surprised to see that these clients all looked to be relatively young despite the hefty upfront payment and description of themselves as 'mature' businessmen.  He had expected to be dancing for a rowdy group of white-haired tycoons in a smokey basement, not three twenty-somethings wearing blazers, sipping cosmos and listening to the latest pop music. 

Max, the redhead introduced himself first.  Followed by Trenton, whose gym-sculpted body was obvious even under this suit, and Adam, a handsome blonde with tufts of hair poking through this partially unbuttoned white dress shirt.

"So Adam here is what you might call a furry..."

"Am not!" 

"Dude, you used to jack off to Tony the Tiger," Trenton joked.

All three of them laughed as Dave, still a bit confused stood awkwardly in his trenchcoat. Without warning, Trenton grabbed the front of Dave's jacket and ripped it open sending buttons flying and revealing Dave's taught, svelte chest and toned legs. The only clothing he was wearing under the coat was a pair of black french cuffs, a bow tie and a tight black jockstrap that left little to the imagination.

"Looks like the Easter Bunny really did bring some eggs," 

Max joked as he fondled Dave's full basket.  Usually, Dave would have playfully protested but before the thought even crossed his mind Max had stepped back and joined the others.

Sensing that all three of the lads were eagerly eying him, Dave removed the coat and tossed it aside, letting them take in his stunningly toned body.  He gave Max a wink as the three admirers took in the sight of the handsome bunny.  

"Come on, let's get this party started," Adam laughed and motioned them all into the living room.

Dave was awed by the luxurious living room with its modern white furniture, vaulted ceilings and enormous flat screen hanging on the wall that was currently displaying Picasso's Guernica so richly that at first Dave thought it was an actual painting.

"Nice place," Dave remarked.

"So do you wanna' lap dance from a naughty bunny?" 

Dave winked and licked his lips as he slowly made his way to Adam whose face flushed red when Dave was mere inches away.  Adam's heart skipped a beat as Dave placed a hand on his chest and slowly pushed him backward toward a high back leather chair. Dave, still not entirely sure what the men expected but trying to improvise regardless, motioned for Adam to take a seat; Dave straddled him and started slowly rocking his ass against the obvious hardening bulge in Adam's slacks.

"Have you been a bad boy?"

Dave whispered in Adam's ear and he could feel the lad's cock twitch.

"Yes, sir," 

Adam replied breathlessly as he wrapped his surprisingly strong arms around Dave's torso and pulled him closer.

Trenton and Max looked on, sipping their cocktails and mindlessly rubbing their own crotches, Max's huge member barely constrained by his slacks.  One of them gave a command to  Alexa to play music and Dave expertly began matching the rhythm of his lap dance to the thumping beat.  It was like any other lap dance only the watching crowd wasn't hooting drunkenly, they were watching intently and openly pleasuring themselves.  Adam looked dumbstruck and his sky blue eyes pierced into Dave's midnight black ones and he kept licking his lips as if he wanted to kiss the handsome dancer.  

"Uh, oh. We've got a leaker," Dave said with a sexy laugh.

Dave's ass was getting wet as Adam's precum leaked through his slacks and made a dark stain, his cock was at full attention and even Dave couldn't help but be impressed by the huge tool rubbing against his ass. This was starting to get too sexual, Dave thought, as he stood up still straddling Adam but no longer in direct contact with his throbbing dick.

"What a hot bunny," Adam panted, reaching out to rub Dave's washboard stomach.

The three clients admired Dave's sensual gyrations for several minutes impressed at how composed the clearly nervous stripped was.  For his part, Dave kept reminding himself of the huge payday he'd been promised and the fact that - aside from being extremely horny - the three men otherwise seemed friendly and overall harmless. 

"So, Mr. Bunny, I think it's time we showed you something," Trenton said casually.

Dave stopped dancing but still kept his body erect to make sure his musculature stayed on full display as his attention was directed to the television.  With another voice command, the Picasso screen saver dissolved away revealing an internet browser window that instantly made Dave's heart start to race.

Displayed in vivid 8K resolution was Dave's own profile from a fetish website he had signed up for years ago in college.  His profile picture was a young Dave wearing a pair of blue underwear and cupping his huge balls, winking naively at the camera. 

"Look familiar?"

Dave stammered as he backed away from Adam; confused but not entirely creeped out.

"How did you... I haven't logged into that site in years,"

"Well a couple keywords in your profile caught our birthday boy's eyes and when we found out you do costumes and one of them was a Playboy bunny..." Max began.

"We couldn't resist," Trenton finished before proceeding to read the screen.

"Young college boy looking for a daddy to put me in my place," he began. 

Trenton skipped over most of the profile's text but was sure to highlight passages like "looking for a man to go to town on my sack," and "love to be tied up and dominated".

"And my favorite line of the profile, by far, is 'who needs kids anyway?'" Adam said as he stood up and took a step toward Dave.

Dave was overwhelmed by embarrassment as the blast from the past showing on the screen took him back to an entirely different point of his life.  He hadn't done anything remotely like the things he described graphically in his profile in years and here was this undeniable reminder about his darker fantasies.

He had been so caught up in his own head that he didn't notice Adam take another step forward, close enough to cup his junk. Only this time it wasn't a mere fondle but a slightly uncomfortable, tightening grip.  The adorable bunny's eyes crossed and his knees got weak as a bolt of pain radiated up his body. The young blonde was clearly stronger than he looked. 

As if this had been choreographed, Trenton stood behind Dave, grabbed his hands and held them firmly behind his back. Dave could feel Trenton's throbbing cock pressed against his ass held back by only a thin layer of high-end Italian fabric.  Oh fuck, Dave thought. What had he gotten himself into?

To Dave's own surprise he didn't struggle against Trenton or try to escape Adam's increasingly firm grip. He let out a high pitched yelp after Adam's thumb dug especially deep into this right nut and Adam let go, still smiling. 

As Trenton held Dave in place, Max and Adam stood in front of him, admiring the handsome bunny who was ostensibly strong enough to escape but was - for whatever reason - choosing instead to only put up token resistance. 

"What are you gonna' do to me?"  

Max barely let Dave answer before giving his bound crotch a swift hard kick.  Dave's package bounced as the tip of Max's shoe made contact and Dave would have doubled over if not for Trenton's firm grip.  A dull ache lingered in Dave's tight abs as Max delivered another, and then another, powerful kick.  Dave gasped and tried to fall to his knees but Trenton kept a firm hold on the stud's dead weight.

"Please..." Dave begged hoarsely.

Adam's face was awash with an enamored grin as he eyed Dave longingly.

"Man! You're hot as fuck. Love the ears,"

He said as he stroked Dave's costume ears.

"These are even bigger in person than I thought,"

Dave gasped as Adam cruelly clutched one of his large nuts in each hand and began squeezing hard.  Adam's biceps bulged through his shirt as he squeezed Dave's baby makers with reckless abandon, his cock twitching as Dave whimpered and cried out.  Though Trenton was holding the young dark-haired stud firmly Dave could easily have broken free if he truly wanted to, but his Adam's grip was ironically acting as an aphrodisiac.  Indeed, the harder Adam squeezed, the more Dave could feel his own cock starting the swell in his tight jock.  Max noticed this and leaned in to whisper into Trenton's ear.

"Looks like our bunny likes having his eggs scrambled," he whispered to Adam.

"Don't ya?"

Dave sheepishly nodded 'yes' as he felt Trent's raging cock pressed against his as Adam continued to maul his nuts in his hands.  After a few minutes, Adam released Dave's nuts, which were starting to turn red in their tight cloth prison and stepped back to admire his handiwork.  Dave's muscles were glistening with sweat and he was panting heavily, but still obediently kept his legs spread and was hardly fighting against Trenton.  Dave's own cock, which he had always considered large but felt inadequate compared to the fuck stick pressed against his ass, was starting to twitch despite the dull ache in his stomach.

"Have you been a bad bunny?" Adam barked.

Dave looked at him in confusion before being slapped across the face.

"I said, have you been a bad bunny?"

Dave nodded his head 'yes' and gave Adam a pleading look.  Adam smiled and walked over to a shelf to retrieve a heavy wooden baseball bat that had been on display among the various decorations.  Dave's eyes grew wide and he did start to struggle more earnestly against Trenton's grasp though hardly to the extent of his full strength.  The scantily clad bunny's muscles glistened and flexed as Adam approached him at full speed.  Dave's eyes were fixated on the bat as Adam took a batter's stance and he screamed for Adam not to do what he knew was about to happen.

Dave's eyes cross as the business end of the bat collided with the bottom of his pouch, causing his enormous baby makers to rocket into his abdomen. Dave had hardly processed the first blow before the bat had driven into his crotch again and again.

"Please!"  Dave screamed as Adam prepared to slam the bat into his defenseless balls but it was no use.

Dave's eggs were being thoroughly scrambled as they were mercilessly hammered by the bat. The wet spot in the front of Adam's slacks got even bigger as he wickedly tried to crack Dave's eggs wide open.

"No more! Please!"

Dave was shaking, but still kept his legs spread wide as Adam set down the bat.  The blonde stud walked up to Dave grabbed his swollen right nugget through the thin fabric.

"What's wrong,"  Adam began not breaking eye contact with Dave as he slowly crushed his nut.

"You said yourself you didn't need any kids,"

Dave thought he was going to throw up as Adam's grip seemed to grow exponentially in strength at the same time he started viscously twisting and pulling his nut.  Adam had pulled Dave's large egg several inches from his body, straining the fabric of his jock and Dave's screams only made Trenton's dick throb even harder against his flexed ass.  Max was rubbing his own crotch as Adam continued to squeeze and tug Dave's precious sex pod.  Dave was sure Max was going to rip or tear something permanently and he let out a high pitch shriek that caused all three of his clients-turned-abusers to chuckle and Adam to release his grip.

"I think it's time for us to get a better look at these Easter eggs,"

Max dropped to his knees and grabbed Dave's jock, tearing it to shreds and letting Dave's truly enormous, heavy nuts to flop into the open along with his semihard cock.

"Well, well, well. These are definitely some nice Easter treats,"  Max laughed as he fondled Dave's nuts in his hands.  

Dave's nuts felt incredibly heavy in Max's hands so much so that the redhead actually gasped as he roughly rolled them in his hands.

"Please, please let me go,"

Max shook his head as he clasped Dave's battered left nut in both of his hands.  Max compressed his hands together, forcing the trapped gonad to occupy increasingly less space and Dave wailed and fought against Trenton's grasp. Trenton's cock was now leaking through his slacks as Dave's chiseled ass bucked and rubbed against the growing bulge in Trenton's pants.  Dave's eyes grew huge at the prospect of Trenton ramming his huge tool into his unprepared jock ass.

"Please don't fuck me!"

Dave's cock oozed precum as it reached its full seven-inch length.

"Actually, it kinda' looks to me like you do want Trent to pound you,"

Dave shook his head 'no' as his cock continued to ooze causing Max and Adam to laugh.  Adam grabbed Dave's hanging right nut and squeezed and tugged downward. Dave yelped and would have buckled at the knees if Trenton wasn't holding him up.

"Come on, let me crack one. Just one?" 

Adam looked up at Dave longingly as he strengthened his vise-like grip.  Dave writhed and shook his head 'no' but his dick was still throbbing and Trenton's hard cock continued to press again his butt.  Dave couldn't believe the agony coming from such a relatively small organ yet his struggling began to subside the harder Adam squeezed.

"This thing is hard as fuck!"

Adam let go of Dave's crushed egg and let Max take a turn.  Max picked up the bat and positioned it under Dave's hanging, red sack.  He playfully bounced them against the bat and for a moment Dave thought the worst was behind him...

"FUCK! FUCK!"

Dave screamed as Max delivered blow after blow so violently that Dave could swear he could feel his testicles compressing and deforming against his pelvic bone.  Dave pleaded and begged but the harder the redhead attacker swung, the less he resisted despite the crushing pain.

"Please! Please!"

"Please what?" Max asked before slamming the bat into Dave's nuggets again.

"Stop! Please stop!" Dave let out hoarsely, his throat raw from screaming.

"Oh really?"

Max lightly batted Dave's cock with the bat.

"Doesn't look like you want us to stop?"

Trenton had unzipped his fly allowing Dave to feel his cock's true size without being imprisoned by cloth.  His dick had to be at least ten inches and felt incredibly thick pressed against his back. which was getting slick with Trenton's pre.

"Please! Oooh!"

Trenton didn't loosen his grip on the captive bunny even as his cock plunged balls deep into Dave's ass.  Dave gasped as the huge warm butt plug that was now rammed inside him and Trenton began slowly fucking Dave causing him to moan despite himself.  Meanwhile, Max had retrieved a pair of black leather gloves and handed them to Adam.  Despite the distraction of having his hole demolished by Trenton's oversized tool, Dave screamed when he saw the glove more closely.  Several small spikes studs had been driven into the outward palm of the glove granting the wearer an advantage in gripping.  Now instead of using his own quite powerful bare hand to squeeze, Adam was going to be driving dozens of metal spikes into his target.

Adam dropped to his knees and looked up at Dave.

"Left or right?"

Dave shook his head frantically.

"I guess that's right!"

Adam clasped Dave's heavy right nut in his grip and began to squeeze. Thankfully the metal studs were dull to the touch, so Dave's nut wasn't instantly skewered, but the points concentrated Adams' crushing grip painfully all around Dave's ball.  Dave's mind could hardly reconcile the incredible pleasure coming from his ass and the searing pain coming from his balls. But through it all, he kept his legs spread and couldn't help but interject sensual moans among his high pitch squeals of pain.

Adam's grip became truly crushing and the spiked glove was starting to leave hideous welts all over Dave's collapsing nut.

"No! No!"

Dave could feel his fat egg being compressed dangerously, flatter and flatter and flatter as the spikes concentrated the crushing force strategically to small points around his nut.  Purplish welts and bruises exploded all over his testicle until by the time Adam released his grip, Dave's nut literally looked like a painted Easter egg. Max and Adam admired Adam's work as Trenton continued to fuck Dave perfectly hitting his prostate with each slow thrust. 

"Oh, oh my God! Please..." 

Dave was barely able to form a complete sentence as his eyes rolled into his head. Without Adam's vise-like grip on his precious eggs, his mind was totally able to process Trenton's expert fucking and Dave arched his back and stopped struggling a bit as he enjoyed the moment. Trenton was totally using Dave like a well-sculpted sex toy, nibbling on his ear and letting his hot breath strike the back of Dave's neck.  Trenton - though still holding firmly to the hot bunny - was barely having to exert any real effort as Dave became increasingly more subservient.

As Dave was lost in the bliss of being totally owned by the more powerful Trenton, Max had left the room and returned with a pair of heavy pincers.  Dave was suddenly snapped back into reality by a swift kick to his sack by Adam. And before he could fully process it, another, and another.  And another.

Dave wailed and subconsciously squeezed his ass which caused Trenton to moan loudly and gently bit Dave's neck.  Trenton let go of Dave's hands, not even trying to restrain the hot dancer anymore, and wrapped his arms around Dave's toned chest as he forcefully yet gently fucked him standing upright.  Dave actually wrapped his arms behind his own back pressing them against Trenton's torso and his own sweaty back.  Adam unleashed another kick that caused Dave to nearly double over as an explosive pain shot from his right nut and lingered in his stomach. He actually thought he was going to be sick but the pleasure of Trenton's expert fucking and the sensation of being absolutely dominated kept him from losing all composure.

"Please, please..." 

Dave was hoarse, barely audible as Max handed Adam the pincers.  Adam smiled and captured Dave's bloated right nut between the jaws of the device and began to slowly squeeze.  Dave's nuts were still numb from the squeezing, kicking and baseball bat so at first, he didn't immediately register the ridiculously pin-pointed pain of the pincers crushing his welt-covered nut.   As Adam continued to tighten the grip Dave was jolted out of his sex-crazed stupor, screaming at the top of his lungs as Trenton continued to slowly fuck him. The harder Adam squeezed the pincers, the higher pinch - and louder - Dave would scream and the more his contracting ass muscles would milk Trenton's monster cock.

"Oh, oh! Fuck!"

Trenton squeezed Dave's rippled chest and uncontrollably licked and kissed his neck as he shot jet after jet of sperm into him, filling him so much that it was soon dripping down Dave's tone thighs.  Meanwhile, Adam was continuing to bring the jaws of the pincers closer and closer together, causing Dave's nut to bulge obscenely at the bottom of his sack. The tool would have made the process of unmanning the handsome dancer nearly effortless but Adam was sure to be as slow as possible to enjoy every minute.

"Fuck yeah, man, crush it!"  Max moaned as he rubbed the front of his slacks, thick ropes of cum causing a sticky wet patch to appear.

Dave screamed in a shrill falsetto as Adam continued to compress his nut.

"Dude! Nooooo! Please!" 

Were the last words Dave got out before the rest of his screams devolved into unintelligible babble.  Adam's face was etched in concentration as he struggled not to cum before the final moments.  Dave's fat egg was getting flatter and flatter, the gooey contents bulging under the pincer's jaws.  Max was panting from his outstanding orgasm, Trenton was still slowly fucking Dave using his own cum as lube, Adam was solely focused on his one task and Dave was moaning and screaming while throwing his head back.  Trenton locked lips with Dave, effectively silencing his screams, as the jaws of the pincers finally met.  Dave's eyes bugged out, rolled into his head and slowly closed as the stripper's fat Easter egg explosively burst, spilling its contents onto Adam's face and wrist.

Adam convulsed, creaming his slacks with the biggest, thickest load he had ever blown and as he did so his hand involuntarily continued squeezing the pincers causing more of Dave's shattered, creamy egg to spill out.

"Looks like you cracked your Easter egg, bro,"  Max said panting and putting his hand on Adam's shoulder.

"Well, there's still one more left..."

Adam set down the pincers and picked up the baseball bat, lining it up over Dave's last un-splattered nut.

"Batter up!" 

Adam shouted as the bat sailed through the air at speed. His arm up to his shoulder hurt from the pain of the vibration upon impact...