A Case of Mistaken Identity

"So are we meeting up soon or what?"

Bruce, or as those online knew him BallsToMush83, pecked out his latest response to the BustersAndBuddies.com conversation he had been having with SexySurfer for nearly a month.  SexySurfer had reached out to Bruce out of the blue saying that he was turned on by Bruce's screen name and was excited to finally find someone else nearby who was into no-holds-barred ballbusting and wrestling.

At first, Bruce assumed that he would have SexySurfer's balls in his hands within a matter of minutes but it was now a month into the back and forth and although SexySurfer claimed to be as hardcore as Bruce it was becoming apparent he was more interested in feeding his fantasy via online chat than actually meeting.  The only thing Bruce knew about SexySurfer was that he had large balls, even though he never provided a picture, and he was a middle-aged white man from the next town over with nice, if not particularly studly, stats.

Bruce had been down this path before, guys getting him worked up describing all the brutal things they wanted to be done to them only for them to vanish into thin air.  Bruce assumed SexySurfer was no different which is why he was surprised by the ding alerting him that he had a message from him almost immediately.

"Sorry man, been busy with work.  Let's stop fucking around and let's get these babies into your vice ASAP.  Message me on WhatsApp, my number is 404-555-6783."

Attached to the message were two photos.  One was an enormous dildo that SexySurfer said he used for practice and the other only showed the over-stuffed pouch of a pair of tight white underwear.

Bruce's face lit up and he immediately grabbed his phone, launched his messaging app, and shot SexySurfer a note...

Daniel Wang hurriedly scrolled to the bottom of the multi-page terms of service for BustersAndBuddies.com, the final step in setting up an account on the website, and pushed 'accept' before he had read a single word.

On the outside Daniel Wang was strikingly vanilla, an actuarial accountant, hardly the type of person one would expect to be making a profile on one of the least-vanilla S&M meetup sites on the internet.  He was in his mid-thirties, six foot eight, and reasonably fit, with a flat stomach and toned arms and legs.  Before signing up for BustersAndBuddies his most scandalous online activity was 'liking' politically incorrect memes on Facebook, but he had been interested in wrestling - particularly with moves that focused on his over-sized nuts - for some time.   He had read dozens of stories about it online and had even gotten into a few friendly tussles at his gym but Daniel wanted more.  

As Daniel scrolled through the profiles of men around him he was shocked to see so many local guys, a few he even recognized from other more mainstream websites.  Maybe his fetish wasn't as out there as he thought.  As he browsed the profiles, Daniel got rock hard reading about all of the things guys were looking for on the site.  Wrestling with fucking, milking, ballbusting, skull fucking and the descriptions left nothing to the imagination.

"Looking for a guy who wants to help me test this out" was the caption next to a picture of a woodworking vice that had the phrase 'Castration Station 2000' branded into it. 

Another man was looking for a guy to get on his knees, legs spread, and get violently skull fucked by his fat nine-inch cock while he mercilessly kicked the sucker's balls with his steel-toed boots.  Daniel stroked his cock as he watched the accompanying amateur video.  Some young twink was literally gagging on the largest cock Daniel had ever seen while his low hanging nuts were used like soccer balls, bouncing and jiggling, and turning bright red. Daniel fondled his own large, heavy nuts just imaging what that must feel like.

A ridiculously hot stud literally one block away was looking for a guy wanting to be fucked doggy style wearing a wrestling singlet with a strategically placed hole ripped into it.  This is fucking hot, Daniel thought.

Daniel was still feeling too new, and a little overwhelmed, to make the first contact with anyone and was just about to close his laptop when he got a WhatsApp notification on his phone.

"Hey it's Bruce from BustersAndBuddys. So, you really want to wrestle and get your balls busted?"

Daniel held the phone in confusion.  He hadn't even messaged anyone on the site yet but the message that was clearly from one of the men on the site.

Without thinking, Daniel responded "Hell yes!"

As Daniel waited for the mystery man to reply, he quickly checked his profile settings and saw that his phone number was listed but it was marked to only be shared if Daniel approved.  Maybe this guy was one of the high-paying premium members who had access to the information anyway, Daniel concluded without another thought.  Daniel's profile pic hadn't been approved yet so was still blank, and his stats weren't particularly impressive he thought, but maybe Bruce was turned on by his profile headline "New Guy Looking to Be Shown the Ropes and Get My Nuts Cracked!"

Within an hour Daniel and Bruce had set up their first meeting, that coming weekend at Bruce's house an hour away in nearby Cumming, Georgia.  Daniel was shocked at how many of his fantasy checkboxes Bruce checked off; milking, ballbusting, fucking, wrestling.  It was as if Bruce was reading his mind.  At one point Daniel asked Bruce for a link to his profile, which Bruce seemed to find odd, and Daniel fell in lust with what he saw.  Bruce was five foot nine, shorter than he was, but with a powerful broad chest, ridiculous biceps and thick legs.  He had strong, square chin, emerald eyes and thick black hair, an exceptionally hot guy made all the more by the fact he was posing in wrestling gear that only made him look that much more intimidating.

Saturday couldn't come soon enough for Daniel and he found himself speeding down the expressway to get to the rendezvous.  On the surface Daniel looked totally normal, wearing loose-fitting khakis and a white button-up shirt, but underneath he was wearing a new red wrestling singlet with no underwear.  He made sure to get a size that was slightly too small to show off his bubble butt and meaty testicles and to give a bit of pleasurable pain when his hard cock strained against the too-tight fabric.

He arrived at Bruce's house just after eight in the evening. It was a modest ranch at the top of a cul-de-sac, hardly the kind of place to run into a serial killer he laughed, though he had taken the prudent step of telling some friends exactly where he was going for a 'cocktail party'.

Daniel's heart was pounding as he made his way up the walk and rang the bell. Bruce swung the door open quickly as if he had been waiting just on the other side.

Daniel tried to hide his nervousness as he stood at the entryway waiting for Bruce to usher him in, but Bruce just stood there eyeing him curiously.  I thought he was white, Bruce thought as we eyed the handsome Asian standing in front of him. Clearly, he had confused that detail - after all, he chatted regularly with several guys - and his rugged face broke into a broad mischievous grin as he envisioned everything was going to do to the willing stud standing before him.  Bruce stood aside and Daniel made his way into the house, his heart quickened when he heard the door close behind him.  This is it, he thought.  

For several seconds Daniel stood in the entryway simply admiring the handsome man in front of him.  Bruce's pictures were hot, almost pornographic, but even they didn't do justice to the real deal. His hair was a bit shaggier than the photo but his eyes were several orders of magnitude more green and Daniel felt himself being drawn into them. Bruce was incredibly handsome but unassuming and Daniel felt instantly more relaxed by the casual air he was radiating.  He was wearing jeans and a plain black T-shirt that showcased his amazing body without overtly showing off and his face had rested on a calming, welcoming smile.

"Well, you know my name is Bruce, but I never got your real name, man." 

"Daniel here." 

"Nice to finally meet you, man!" 

Bruce gave Daniel a tight hug, pressing his huge pecs and tight body into Daniel.

"Likewise. Not gonna' lie I'm a little nervous. I've never done anything like this before, just read about it and watched videos,"

Bruce lead Daniel through the house toward the basement steps.  Daniel's statement that he hadn't done anything like this before struck Bruce as odd considering he claimed to be quite experienced during their chats, but Bruce dismissed it. Lots of guys he had met talked a bigger game than they walked and he found Daniel's candidness about being inexperienced to be refreshing.

As the two stood at the top of the basement stairs Daniel's heart was pounding and his trepidation must have been apparent even through his best efforts to project calm.  Bruce noticed and put his hand gently on Daniel's shoulder.

"Look man, I'm just looking to have some fun. Same as you. If you ever, ever feel uncomfortable just tell me to stop. Just say 'stop'. Okay? I don't want your first time to suck." 

Bruce leaned in and kissed Daniel's neck and Daniel instantly felt calmer.

Daniel nodded and the two made their way into the basement.  The brightly lit basement had an open floor plan that seemed larger than the house above and was totally unobstructed by walls or partitions. A wrestling mat was in the middle of the floor and along the wall was a shelf filled with assorted toys that Daniel looked at excitedly as he walked by.  There was coiled rope, bottles of lube, a TENS unit, dildos, a ball crusher, butt plugs, humblers, mallets, and other instruments Daniel couldn't immediately identify.  His heart raced at the prospect.

"So, show me what you're working with," Bruce barked as they were standing in the middle of the wrestling mat.

Daniel nearly ripped off his shirt and stepped out of his pants and Bruce's eyes lit up at the taught, fit body stuffed into the too-small red singlet.  Bruce spun Daniel around to really soak in the site and he could feel his cock starting to harden looking at Daniel's perfectly sculpted ass, tone body, and bulging crotch.

"Holy mother," Bruce said staring at Daniel's crotch.

Daniel's hefty balls made too distinct lumps in the Lycra and his slowly inflating cock was making a third, thick tubular-shaped bulge that was hard to miss.  Daniel's nuts seemed even bigger than they had in the photo and Bruce felt his cock stiffening thinking about all of the ways he was going to red-line those beefy fuckers. 

"Daniel, man. You're hot,"

Daniel blushed as the obviously more muscular jock admired him.

"Dude, don't blush. You're a sexy fucker.  I love hot, nerdy types," Bruce said with a wink.

"Because they're always the filthiest, nastiest fuckers. All of that pent up sex drive,"  Bruce's cock twitched.

Bruce excused himself and bounded upstairs returning quickly wearing a white singlet that made Daniel's cock instantly rock hard. The well-fitting garment had a button fly and left little to the imagination as it wrapped over Bruce's studly body. Between his thick hairy legs was a nice sized bulge and a clearly outlined hard cock. Daniel's eyes opened wide as the six-inch, thick monster seemed to pulsate under the uniform and he licked his lips subconsciously as he thought about the ramming Bruce was about to unleash. 

"Okay, let's go, stud!" 

Bruce growled as he lunged at Daniel.  Quickly the two were on the mat grappling and rolling around, their bodies pressed against each other in a sensual dance as each tried to get the first pin.  Daniel was surprised how capable he was against his more powerful opponent but he soon found himself pinned to the mat with Bruce's muscular thighs straddling his torso and his arms held against his sides.  Daniel struggled mightily and his face must have flashed genuine panic because Bruce quickly let go of his arms and lifted some of his crushing weight from Daniel's chest.

"Remember, you if you ever feel weird, just say stop, okay?"  

Bruce's voice was dripping with lust yet there was a note of sincere concern that gave Daniel a burst of energy.

"You wish!" 

Bruce was stunned as Daniel expertly turned the tables, flipping him on his back before assuming the same straddling maneuver he had just fallen victim to.

"Nice, buddy!"  Bruce roared as he felt Daniel's legs pressed into his body.

Bruce slipped from under the hold and before Daniel had realized it Bruce had him in a position to execute a perfect screw lock throw.

"Ooomph!"

Daniel gasped as he was thrown onto the mat but managed to roll away and regain his footing before Bruce came in for the pin. Bruce attempted to get Daniel into another lock but Daniel quickly turned it around so that he was the one lifting Bruce.

"Fuck!" 

Bruce's body fell to the mat with a loud thud and Daniel wasted no time getting on top of him, pressing the wriggling jock in place. Daniel's cock was throbbing as it pressed against Bruce, distracting him just enough for Bruce to spring back to his feet, knocking Daniel aside like a rag doll.  The two tussled grunting and groaning as they tried to lift the other or force him to the ground.  Bruce got Daniel into a headlock before slamming him to the mat, which Daniel recovered from quickly enough to knock Bruce to the ground with a leg sweep.

"Fucker!" 

Bruce roared as he lunged at Daniel anew.  Daniel had sparred with guys at the gym but never anything like this.  Bruce wasn't holding back and soon Daniel's body was sore and aching from the multiple body slams and leg locks Bruce was unleashing. They both started dripping sweat as the wrestling match continued.  Bruce was pleasantly surprised by Daniel's abilities and stamina and took great pleasure every time he managed to drop the Asian hunk to the mat.  

"Oooooh!" 

Daniel landed on his back after a particularly brutal body slam and lay motionless, groaning as Bruce stood over him.

Bruce, panting and sweating, held out his hand to help Daniel back to his feet.  Bruce's taught abs ached with worry when Daniel didn't immediately respond.

"You okay, man?" 

"Never better!"

Daniel grabbed Bruce's arm and flipped him onto this back in a single well-executed move.  Bruce was momentarily stunned as Daniel grabbed him by the hair and lifted him to his feet, twisting him around like a rag doll and locking Bruce's arm painfully behind his back.

Bruce growled and nearly dislocated his shoulder as he broke free of the hold and got Daniel into a headlock.  Daniel tried to break free but that just made Bruce grip harder before lifting him into the air and slamming him down.  Daniel landed with a sickening thud and saw stars as Bruce jumped on top of him, pinning him to the mat.  The match continued non-stop until Bruce had finally worn down Daniel's stamina enough to get him into a standing lock Daniel was too weak to escape from.  

Daniel's entire body ached, he was probably covered in bruises and he was dripping with sweat but he had never felt better.  Bruce was standing behind Daniel holding his arm painfully behind his back and pressing his throbbing cock against Daniel's bubble butt.

"You ready to give up yet?" 

Daniel swooned as he felt Bruce's hot breath against his ear. For a moment he contemplated breaking free but his lust got the better of him.

"Yes, sir,"  

Bruce grinned as he released Daniel from the hold and shoved him to the ground on his knees.

"Get on all fours!" 

Daniel obliged and yelped in surprise as Bruce grabbed the material near his asshole, ripping at the fabric until it opened like tissue paper.  Before Daniel could even protest - as if he would - Bruce's cock was slamming into his hole. Daniel moaned and occasionally screamed out as Bruce plowed into him piston fucking his hole like his life depended on it.  Bruce put his hands on Daniel's shoulders for extra support as he really started pile driving into the hot wrestler, squealing in delight as he ravaged Daniel's tight ass. Without warning, Bruce pulled out, flipped Daniel onto his back and lifted his legs onto his shoulders.

"Oh fuck... oooh!"

Daniel's eyes rolled into his head as Bruce plowed into him in a semi-squatting position, making sure every inch of his ridiculously thick cock was getting serviced.  Daniel's own cock was throbbing and Bruce thought was going to bust his nut right there but stopped himself, pulling out but leaving his dripping cock pointing straight out of his singlet.  Daniel fell to the ground moaning before Bruce jumped onto him with his elbow out.

"Fuck!" 

Daniel screamed as Bruce's elbow collided with crushing force into this crotch.  He had barely registered the pain before Bruce was on top of him grabbing his bulging nuts and squeezing as hard as he could.  Daniel let out a high pitch yodel as he attempted to claw at Bruce's bulging arms in a weak attempt to get free but it was obvious Bruce had the upper hand.  Slowly Bruce stood up, forcing Daniel to join him lest his nuts get ripped off until the two were standing staring into each other's eyes as Bruce continued to viciously crush them.  The pain was incredible, really the only thing Daniel could focus on other than Bruce's piercing green eyes, and for a brief minute he thought about screaming out 'stop'.  But something made him hold back.

"Ooomph!" 

Daniel clutched his crotch and fell to his knees after Bruce delivered a devastating knee to his nuggets.

"Round two, fucker," Bruce said with a smile.

He lifted Daniel by the hair and as soon as he was standing upright, he proceeded to knee him in the nuts again. And again.  The two tussled, Daniel nearly exhausted at this point but Bruce finding his second wind.  The match proceeded much like the first bout only this time Bruce was concentrating below the belt.  Headlocks were mixed with ball squeezes and every time Bruce got Daniel down on the mat he rewarded himself with a devastating pile drive directly into Daniel's swelling nuts.  At one point Bruce clamped onto Daniel's bulge and lifted him several inches from the ground holding only his balls before slamming him to the mat.  Daniel wailed as Bruce proceeded to lift him again by the balls before tossing him to the corner of the ring.  

Daniel was barely able to get on all fours which was just the opening Bruce needed.

"Fuck!"

Daniel's tight muscular body was lifted off the ground as Bruce slammed his foot into the inviting bulge between his legs. He fell to the ground on his belly whimpering and Bruce swooped down and flipped him on his back. Daniel's eyes grew huge as he realized what was about to happen next...

CRUNCH!

Bruce sent his knee crashing into Daniel's nuts over and over.  The pain was boiling in his belly but through it all his cock stayed rock hard trapped in the singlet. The site was too much for Bruce who sent his hard cock into Daniel's hole like a piston as he proceeded to knead and crush his nuts with his strong hands.  Daniel wailed and whimpered, his cock starting to drip, as Bruce absolutely owned his hole and his nuts.

"Looks like someone wants to play too,"

Without stopping his wild fucking, Bruce tore at the fabric over Daniel's crotch and opened a hole just large enough for Daniel's large, swollen nuts and painfully hard cock to tumble out.

"Hang tight, stud,"  

Bruce left Daniel to wallow in pain as he fetched as a bottle of lube and an acrylic ball crusher from the shelf.  Daniel had seen crushers like it in videos but had never used one but it was obvious Bruce was well experienced as he was able to slip on the device with surprising speed.  Daniel's cock protruded through the carefully placed hole in the crusher while his red fat nuts were pressed between the plates. 

Before he started to tighten the wingnuts Bruce looked into Daniel's eyes and smiled.

"If this gets too intense, just say stop. Okay?" 

Daniel nodded as Bruce started to turn the screws. At first, he couldn't feel much pressure but after a few turns, he screamed as his balls suddenly bulged and flattened out under the plates.  He looked down to see his nuts had turned into flattened patties appearing white under the pressure of the crusher. The visual was both amazingly hot and horrifying at the same time.  Bruce stopped turning the screws and looked as Daniel as if seeking permission to continue.  Daniel nodded and Bruce's cock visibly twitched as the gave the screws several more turns.  The pain was hideous yet numbing and Daniel screamed as his fat nuts were flattened between the thick plastic plates. 

Bruce, satisfied that the crusher was tight enough for now, turned his attention to Daniel's throbbing cock.  It was slightly larger than his own with a perfect mushroom head and thin veins coursing over the surface.  It looked swollen to bursting and Bruce knew exactly what he was going to do with it.  He squirted a liberal amount of lube into this palm and began to stroke Daniel's cock slowly.

"Oooh! Oooh fuck..." 

Daniel's eyes fluttered and for a brief moment, he was able to ignore the drumming pain coming from his balls as Bruce expertly stroked him, up and down, playing with the head, teasing slow strokes.  Daniel's back arched and it was everything he could do not to swat Bruce's hands away and finish himself off but he decided to cede control to the handsome jock.  Bruce continued to milk Daniel whilst occasionally tightening the screws, sending waves of nauseating pain through his body.  His balls felt incredibly flat and Bruce was showing no signs he was about to stop.  The torturous milking continued until Daniel was nearly delirious from the urge to spray all over himself.  That was apparently Bruce's queue.

"Aaaah..."

Bruce slipped his cock into Daniel, slowly fucking him while he continued to milk his cock giving just enough stimulation to keep Daniel rock hard but not enough to get him over the edge.  At the same time, he used his free hand to tighten the screws alternating from ball to ball in rhythm to his stroking.

Daniel thought he was going to pass out as his nuts were redlined under the crusher.  He looked down to see that his normally rotund nuts were now compressed to dense, flat patties and Bruce was still flattening them.  He screamed in agony as Bruce tightened flatter and flatter.

"You don't want kids anyway, right?"  Bruce growled as he gave both screws several rapid turns. 

Daniel briefly fainted before snapping back to reality, but Bruce wasn't stopping.  

"Oh fuck, here they go..."

Daniel's nuts got flatter and flatter.

"Oooooh!"

Bruce was now furiously stroking Daniel's cock and wasn't letting up at all with tightening the screws.  His lubed fingers struggled to turn them as Daniel's squashed testicles resisted any further deformation.  He was moaning and fucking Daniel with powerful thrusts, milking his cock, and destroying his balls.

"Aaaaaa!" 

Daniel thought he was going to vomit from pain at the same time his cock gave a final twitch.

Bruce continued stroking Daniel's twitching cock, enjoying the site of the writhing stud under him.

"That's right. Give it to me, give it to... Oh fuck! Holy shit!"

A jet of cum rocketed out so powerfully that it hit Bruce's face with an audible splat.  Then another and another.  Daniel writhed in beautiful agony as Bruce unleashed his own copious load into his guts, not stopping his stroking of Daniel's spent dick.  By now Daniel's nuts were dangerously flat, pressed to their limit against the plastic plates as Bruce took the wingnuts in his hands and gave them three final turns.  Daniel was flopping around and screaming in agony and pleasure as Bruce continued to milk the shit out of his cock.

Bruce gave the wingnuts another turn. Daniel's testicles bulged and turned an unhealthy shade of red.

Another squeeze.

Part of Daniel didn't want Bruce to stop but he was finally able to override his demons and scream out.

"Stop! Please stop!"

Bruce continued to stroke Daniel's still-hard cock as he slowly loosened and then removed the crusher.  Daniel's nuts returned to their normal, plump shape in short order and the handsome stud grabbed at his crotch and rolled around.  Bruce was impressed at the amount of abuse Daniel was willing to take during his first encountered and his mind raced with fun scenarios he wanted to try on their next meeting...

Nearly an hour passed after their session had ended and Daniel, in his sweaty, cum stained singlet, was still riding a wave of euphoria.  He was sitting in Bruce's living room reflecting on the amazing experience he had just had when Bruce walked in from the kitchen wearing only his jeans and holding two beers.  Daniel gladly accepted one and the two toasted as Bruce took a seat next to him.

"That was fucking hot, dude," Bruce said running his hand gently through Daniel's matted hair.

"Yeah, it was. Wow..." Daniel took a swig of beer before continuing.

"Thank you again. I still can't believe I met you right after I joined the site! I should be in one of their ads," Daniel joked.

Bruce rose an eyebrow in confusion.

"What? We've been chatting for months,"

Bruce pulled out his phone and handed it to Daniel. On the screen was the conversation between Bruce and SexySurfer.  Daniel scrolled through quizzically. The time stamps on the conversation started months before Daniel had joined the fetish meetup site.  He continued scrolling, his cock getting hard again at the graphic discussion until he reached the last message:

"Sorry man, been busy with work.  Let's stop fucking around and let's get these babies into your vice ASAP.  Message me on WhatsApp, my number is 404-555-6783."

Daniel's eyes grew huge and he nearly dropped the phone in surprise. 

"What's the matter?" Bruce asked.

Daniel turned to him and gave him a huge shit face grin.

"My number is 404-555-678... 6." he said taking another drink as he handed back the phone.

Bruce's eyes lit up with realization.

"Holy shit! Wow!" was all he could manage to say.  

"Yeah, no shit. What a lucky misdial," Daniel laughed.

Bruce nodded and they both laughed loudly at the bizarre situation.

"You mean this whole time you thought I was that guy?" Daniel asked.

Bruce nodded yes.

"Well, you were a helluva lot more fun than that flake," Bruce said giving Daniel a peck on the cheek.

"Hey, I have an idea. Let me see your phone,"

Bruce handed Daniel the phone and he proceeded to type out a short message.  Before he could even hand the phone back the incoming message tone rang. Bruce read the message and chuckled; this time it was a reply from the actual SexySurfer that read:

"HEY MAN, GLAD YOU MESSAGED. SO YOU HAVE A FRIEND THERE? SWEET! CAN I COME OVER TOO??"

Bruce and Daniel gave each other knowing, devious grins. 

"Are you up for another round?" Bruce asked.

"Hell yes!" Daniel shouted as Bruce pecked out a single word reply:

"YES."

Big thanks to Daniel for letting me craft his fantasy and for the use of the image.  Wanna' be featured? Email me at trumansmith [at] gmail.com, or better yet volunteer for Rupture Fest 2020 here :)