Rupture Fest 2020 - Loose Ends

Since Rupture Fest had concluded nearly a month ago the dozens of men who had lost their meat, potatoes or both had slowly settled into their new normal. Guys who had lost it all found their newly smooth crotches to be oddly arousing and were slowly settling into their roles as human sex toys, their holes being mercilessly plowed by tops who would never have to worry about returning the favor. 

Thanks to testosterone treatments generously furnished for life by the Rupture Fest organizers, newly minted eunuchs found they could still get hard and even blow a sperm-free load, sometimes even bigger than before since they had the twisted memories of their castrations to loop in their minds for bate fuel. Thirty-year old Jack was among this group. 

Ever since his testicles had imploded under the weight of Chris Evans' heavy cock, the handsome svelte stud had blown countless loads replaying the moment twin loud double pops had ricocheted through his body and rang his eardrums. It was a magical sound he knew he'd never hear again. Despite the pleasant memories, Jack felt like he had missed out by not having his entire package annihilated and he would often grip his meaty nine inch cock and imagine 'what if'.

It was a blustery winter's day and Jack was sitting on the couch next to Jesse his forty-six year old gym rat boyfriend. Jesse was five foot nine with thick arms and legs and a gym-toned muscled ass that Jack still enjoyed plowing even without the satisfying smack of his balls against Jesse's cheeks. Since Rupture Fest though, Jack had become more of the bottom to Jesse's thick five inch cock.

Neither one of them was paying attention to the period drama playing on the screen. Jack was lost in thought, mindlessly playing with his cock through his sweatpants and Jesse was looking on with concern. Finally, Jesse ran a hand through his short, thick jet black hair before taking Jack gently by the chin and turning his head to face him. 

Jack was lost in his boyfriend's icy blue eyes, just the site of them was intoxicating. He ran the back of his hand across Jesse's well manicured stubble and chuckled.

"I used to love the feel of this on my sack," 

Jesse gave him a smile as he recalled the countless times Jack's dearly departed sperm pods had slammed against his stubbly chin.

"What's wrong, honey?" Jesse asked, reaching into Jack's shorts and rubbing his rough hands over the smooth skin where his scrotum used to be.

Jack inhaled deeply.

"Well, at Rupture Fest I saw so many cocks get destroyed. The sounds were amazing, like crushing gristle, and the looks on their faces... they were in heaven." 

Jack started to stroke his cock in his pants as Jesse's own cock started to twitch. He had been in the audience when Jack's balls had been shattered and out of all of the carnage, that was the hottest thing he had ever seen. He shifted in his seat.

"Hmm, so are you thinking there might be some loose ends?" 

Jesse reached into Jack's pants and softly lifted Jack's hand away so that he could grab the base of his boyfriend's cock unimpeded. Jesse loved Jack more than anything in the world, and certainly more than one single organ - even if it was pornographically huge and girthy - but Jack's cock still made Jesse's heart swoon every time he had it in his hand, mouth or ass. The two looked at each other longingly as Jesse stroked Jack's cock to its full mast, at one point he had to reach in his second hand to help out. Jack moaned and Jesse was leaking at the pleasure he was giving his lover as his strong hands pumped up and down.

"What do you say we finish what they started, eh stud?" 

Jack licked his lips and nodded yes as Jesse continued to expertly stroke his shaft. Jack pulled off his pants without interrupting Jesse's stroking and as soon as his cock was free, Jesse's face disappeared into Jack's crotch. Jack gasped and moaned as Jesse took ever inch of his over sized dong like a pro, reaching into his own sweat pants to stroke his throbbing cock.

Jack felt his load boiling in his prostate and patted Jesse on the head, desperate for him to stop before he was pushed over the edge. Jack wasn't entire sure what Jesse had in mind but he knew he didn't want to waste his load on a quicky. Jesse got on his knees and gently guided Jack's hands to the back of his head. Jack instinctively grabbed Jesse's thick black hair like a bridle and plunged all nine inches down Jesse's waiting throat.

"Jesse... Jesse... I'm gonna... I'm gonna..."

There was audible gulping as Jesse eagerly swallowed his adorable boyfriend's load as Jack's body convulsed in pleasure. It had been a quick row, but the intimacy was so intense that the geyser of sperm-less ejaculate was among the largest Jack had ever blown and Jesse didn't waste a drop. 

"What do you say we finish what they started for real?"

Jesse grabbed the base of Jack's spit and cum soaked cock and gave it a hard squeezing, stopping it from deflating further. Jack winced more from surprise than pain as he looked down at his muscular boyfriend between his legs. 

"Are you being serious?" Jack asked.

Jesse nodded.

Since Jesse had been in the audience for the Rupture Fest finale he too had seen countless cocks get destroyed and the cock destruction was a close second to seeing Jack's balls implode. Jesse gave Jack's fuck stick a viscous squeeze and Jack's eyes turned into saucers. His shaft started to turn pink and harden as blood was trapped by Jesse's awesome grip.

"Yeah, I'm serious, love. Only if you want me to,"

Jack's eyes were watering through the pain of Jesse's relentless squeezing but he looked down and nodded an emphatic 'yes'. Their eyes locked as they both realized the gravity of what was being agreed to. Jack's cock was about to become a memory, the nine inch ass drill and throat stretcher was about to be history. In the bedroom, Jack's tight little body would be nothing more than a sex doll which Jesse would ravage night after night with his beer can cock, stretching his boyfriend's hole but knowing Jack would never again be able to stroke off and paint his excitement all over his furry chest. it was a big commitment. A huge commitment. Even though most people wouldn't understand, Jesse knew that taking Jack's cock would be the ultimate symbol of love; granting Jack his perverted wish whilst depriving himself forever of Jack's monster loads, throat stretching blow jobs or after workout hand jobs.

"I'm gonna' miss this," Jesse sighed looking at awe at his boyfriends fully hard cock which was nearly twice as long as his own. 

Even though it had just been drained, Jack's cock had returned to its full size, pulsing and hot in Jesse's hands. Jesse released his grip and grabbed Jack's hand, guiding it to his shaft.

"Keep it hard for me, babe. I'll be right back."

Jack slowly, dutifully stroked his cock being careful to keep it excited without inadvertently blowing another load, which was hard to do considering what was happening. Jack sat on the couch, naked and stroking his cock as he heard Jesse rustling around the house. He returned a moment later with a long rectangular box. There was an innocuous logo printed on it which would have seemed like generic corporate dress on a cursory glance but Jack instantly recognized it. It was the discrete symbol of Rupture Fest that had been on his invitation and displayed throughout the event. 

"What's that?" Jack asked, his cock growing even harder with excitement.

Jesse opened the box to reveal a thick plastic penis pump with a small remote control looking box attached with a wire to control suction. As Jesse positioned the clear tube over his favorite penis, he explained that the Rupture Fest organizers, assuming that one day Jack may want to finish the job entirely, had gifted Jesse a custom specially built penis pump. It was designed to be tight at the base for maximum suction - especially without Jack's fat sack in the way - and the pumper was motorized to deliver maximum - unbearable pressure. There was no kill switch, no safety valve. Once the program started it would run until the very end.

There was a wet plot at the pump connected to Jack's crotch, sealed in place by a copious amount of viscous specially made gel. It was quite tight and the tube was only a couple inches longer and only slightly thicker than Jack's cock. This was clearly custom made, Jack thought and the prospect of powering it on made his cock twitch.

"This is it, pumpkin. Once I push this button..." 

Jesse held the remote as his gaze shifted from his lover's eyes to his lover's cock. Jack's pole was trapped in the thick plastic tube, pulsing in excitement and looking like it was going to pop off again. Jesse was really going to miss Jack's massive cock and he was half tempted to rip the penis pump off and swallow Jack's cock to the base, but the look of longing excitement Jack was giving him let Jesse know this was it. Jack's penis' life flashed before Jesse's eyes as he pressed the button.

At first the suction was strong yet gradual, Jack's cock turned more red as it swelled inside the tube, the tight base acting as a kind of cock ring. At the machine hummed, Jack's cock became thicker and longer until it was pressing against the sides of the tube. Every vein in jack's cock was pulsing as his dick was pulled harder and harder until his mushroom head was colliding with the top of the tube. Jack's cock was an astounding eleven inches and still trying to grow against the unyielding walls of the tube. By now the tube was so thoroughly attached to Jack's ball-less crotch that Jesse didn't need to hold it. He released the tube and watched in awe has the meat-filled thing was held upright by Jack's rock hard penis. 

Jack let out a loud , deep moan as his cock was suctioned harder and harder but with no more space to expand into. The veins running along the length of this cock were pencil thick, flattening against the side of the tube and his head was starting to deform as it continued to swell into less and less space. Jesse stood up so that he could watch the scene play out in its entirety. He stroked his cock as he watched his boyfriend's taught abdomen flex and his body convulse while his beet red cock shuddered and jolted inside the tube. Jack let out a howl of terrified pain as something in his cock snapped. Some tube had finally reached its breaking point and had ruptured deep inside, though Jack's cock still looked healthy - if not ridiculously swollen - from the outside.

Jesse's stroking increased as his boyfriend obediently sat on his hands, thrashing as he resisted the urge to pull the tube off. The control box huffed as the device switched into a higher gear. Jack's cock swelled, pressing against the tube and turning purplish red, the heavy veins turning almost black and bulging like they were going to explode. More and more chambers and tubes are e imploding, causing hideous welts to appear along Jack's shaft. Even over the hum of the pump motor, the sick sound of penis devastation filled the room, echoed ironically by the very pump that was doing the destruction. Wet pops and subtle crunches made it less and less likely Jesse was ever going to be fucked by Jack again and Jesse's heart panged despite the fact his cock was hard as stone.

Jack was wailing and trying desperately to not fight back but finally instinct won out and his hands raced forward, grabbing at the tube and pulling desperately against the increasingly tight vacuum. 

Jesse stopped stroking and squatted down so that he could place his hands gently over Jack's.

"Babe, do you want me to pull this off?" Jesse asked. 

Part of him wanted to see Jack's cock explode into a gory spray. At the same time he couldn't bear to see his lover writhing in agony as his cock was ballooned to its absolute limits. The conflicting emotions were so overwhelming and hot that Jesse thought he was going to blow his first hands  free nut.

Jack looked into Jesse's blue eyes and shook his head 'no' fervently. He removed his hands from the tube and held them out. Jesse quickly took the hint and grabbed them, pressing them back and away from the tube as he sat on Jack's quivering legs. Jesse was using his weight and strong arms to literally pin Jack into position and they both looked down at Jack's crotch as his cock became terminal.

Jack threw his head back and babbled incoherently as his cock was torn apart. The welts from early had exploded open and trickles of blood were appearing in the chamber. Jesse held Jack's hands firmly against the couch as the gross tearing and ripping sounds grew more dire in the tube.  Jesse knew that if he ever wanted to suck Jack's cock again or feel it plunging into his muscular ass he would need to stop this. Now. Like right now. But through his screams Jack was able to make transient eye contact with his lover and shook his head 'no'. Jesse correctly interpreted this to mean 'please don't stop'.

Jack's cock swelled and swelled, pressing red against the tube until suddenly there was a horrific, sick, indescribable, wet, gooey explosive noise. Jesse and Jack were looking right at the tube when it happened. One minute a giant, swollen cock was stuffed into the tube and the next, beefy unrecognizable chunks were oozing down the sides. Jack's meaty cock had finally and catastrophically exploded from the inside out, destroying its shape, tearing the skin apart and filling the tube but nothing but destroyed gunk. 

Jack's cock had probably been rendered useless several minutes before its ultimate end thanks to the internal tearing and damage, but the final explosive end sealed its fate. What was left of Jack's cock head erupted into gunk and the the top of the tube looked liked someone had sprayed chunky red paint into it. There wasn't anything resembling a healthy glan to be seen. Jack let out a howl so tremendous that Jesse's natural reaction was to silence it was a deep, tongue dancing kiss. Tears of joy and pain ran down Jack's face and as the couple made out Jesse's body convulsed as he erupted the largest load he had ever blown in his life all over Jack's abs, chest and the gunk filled tube.

The machine became silence and the vacuum suddenly released, allowing the chunky mess to flood Jack's thighs. Jesse knew Jack's cock was massive, but was stunned at just how big of a mess it was making in its liquefied state. The entire inside of the tube was covered in what used to be the inside of Jack's massive dong. It wasn't even recognizable. Jack's eyes started to roll back in his head as Jesse - still wracked in his orgasm - quickly removed the tube and started applying pressure to the gaping wound. On the back of the box the machine had come in was a special emergency number and Jesse was relieved that black-clad help arrived within minutes.

As the Rupture Fest staff treated Jack's  injury and literally scooped away what was left of his dick, Jesse leaned over his adorable boyfriend and smiled. He had never felt more in love or closer to Jack than he did at that moment and was looking forward to when Jack would be recovered enough for him to show just how much he loved him with a prostate annihilating fuck fest. 

"I love you," Jesse whispered.

Jack smiled broadly, happier and more satisfied than he had ever been. As he phased out of consciousness, his lover's handsome, stubbled face and sweat soaked black hair gradually faded out of site.

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To Jack - Thank you for being a reader! This story is dedicated to you and Jesse. May you have many happy, love and passion filled years together (with a good amount of ball busting thrown in).