Officer Ricky

Enjoy a guest story by Danny Persaka a long time reader who ran an Indonesian blog that focuses on the trauma having your family tree snuffed out by ball busting (here). Thank goodness for machine translation, otherwise these gems would be totally hidden from me :) (PS: The Inspector Persaka character in an earlier story of mine was named after him ;)

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24 year old Officer Ricky was naked, save for his bulging underwear, his burly body hanging in an X shape in an old barn. He only had a vague recollection of what had happened up to that point; he had been going in to help with the arrest of some low level drug criminals when he was overpowered and knocked out. Now he was in the den of the criminals naked and afraid.

The criminals took turns torturing his handsome body, beating, whipping and kicking him but apparently Officer Ricky was as mighty as he was handsome as he only gritted his teeth and growled, robbing the malicious thugs of the screams of mercy they wanted to hear.

 

All he can think about right now is his girlfriend whom he was set to marry soon and prayed that the thugs would get their fill of sadistic pleasure without taking things too far. A few weeks ago another officer had ended up in a similar situation and was mercifully dumped off in front of the police station bruised, beaten and missing a few teeth but otherwise okay. Ricky presumed that would be his fate as well until one of the thugs, rifling through the pockets of Ricky’s discarded pants for loot, stumbled upon some fertility tablets he had been planning to take later that night to get ready for his girlfriend. The pills were likely just placebos in a fancy package but Ricky was desperate to have kids and figured it was worth trying them.

 

"Hmm.. Apparently you're wanting to have a child, right?" the thug snarled. 

 

The criminals circled him and one of them slammed his fist into Ricky’s groin, sparing his bright red torso, but plunging his knuckles firmly into his nuts.

 

For the first time, Ricky screamed out.

 

“Aaaarghh... Don't!!"

 

"Hahaha.. Now I know your weakness!”

 

The villain grabbed the obscene outline of Ricky's junk so that Ricky's big dick and two big big testicles bulged even more, perfectly outlined under the thin fabric. 

 

“Crazy, huh? You have balls this fucking big and you’re still taking fertilizer supplements? You must really be desperate to have kids..” the young thug laughed, giving Ricky’s nuts a squeeze.

 

“Yeah, kids with every bitch in town!” another thug joked, awestruck at the size of Ricky’s sperm factories.

 

There was a shower of fabric as Ricky’s shorts were ripped off allowing his heavy, sperm-filled nuts to hang free. One of the thugs, who Ricky recognized as a two-bit street thug named Projo, reached out and grasped Ricky’s fat cock, massaging it surprisingly gently until the veiny 20 cm thing was fully hard. Despite the situation, Ricky’s dick had a mind of its own and his mushroom head looked like it was ready to shoot a load of cum all over Projo and the others. Ricky was embarrassed, terrified and enraged all at the same time as his cock pulsed, causing his heavy baby makers to bounce slightly.

 

Ricky's testicles are stroked by the thug.

 

 "This is where your children live, you must really love them. I know very well the feelings of a future father for his unborn children,” Projo’s feigned sincerity only made him more of an asshole and his lemming-like buddies roared in laughter.

 

Projo held each large testicle, one in each hand with both hands, and squeezed. Ricky winced as Projo continued taunting him.

 

"Wow! Your poor children, Ricky Junior must be in pain from that last blow!”

 

"Please don't.. I'm getting married and having a family next week!" Ricky pleaded. He was growing increasingly alarmed as the pressure of Projo’s squeezing increased.

 

"Calm down, handsome, I know you must be thinking about your descendants who are in my hands." 

 

Projo rolled the two eggs in various directions. He noticed Ricky's epididymis was full and swollen. Looks like Officer Ricky is holding back an ejaculation for the sake of quality sperm, Projo thought as his thumbs dug into Ricky’s fat plums as hard as he could.

 

“AAAAAARRGHH...!!" 

 

Ricky screamed in pain as Projo pressed his testicles flatter and flatter and Projo's face was adorned with a vicious smile that seemed to grow wider inversely with Ricky’s declining sperm count. Projo relaxed his pressure and then pressed hard against Ricky's testicles again. So it repeated. Over and over and over.

 

Ricky was wailing in pain, begging for mercy which only made Projo more determined to pop his eggs and the watching thugs roar in laughter, chanting encouragement to Projo. After repeated torture with thumb pressure on both testicles, Ricky looked exhausted and was sweating profusely, making his rock hard body look like it had been bathed in oil. Every muscle was detailed and even the straightest thug had to admit the young officer was smoking hot. 

 

Ricky's tears fell during the torture. Despite the awful pain radiating from his balls, the worst pain coming from his heart was more intense as the organs that held his future offspring were cruelly tortured. 

 

"Hahaha... Look at the handsome father-to-be shedding tears,” Projo joked.

 

“It seems that you deliberately didn't ejaculate for days so that your sperm is good, huh?”

 

Ricky only moaned as Projo carefully rolled both of Ricky’s swollen sperm pods in his hands. Even though they were red and slightly bruised, the organs were still intact and strong. He turned his focus to Ricky's epididymis, which looked swollen and full of sperm. Projo suddenly smiled slyly. He held only the left testicle with his left hand, then the other hand grabbed Ricky's epididymis. He squeezed Ricky's epididymis. Hard. Very hard.

 

"AAAAAARRGHHHH" Ricky screamed in unimaginable pain. He couldn’t believe a relatively tiny duct being crushed was causing every fiber of his taught 80 kilograms of pure muscle to convulse in agony.

 

Projo tried to damage Ricky's epididymis, getting sick pleasure knowing he was wrecking the young officer’s chances of producing offspring. 

 

Through Ricky’s animal-like squeals he managed to get out a single recognizable word "Savage!" 

 

The torture lasted long enough in the left testicle and then Projo did the same in the right testicle. 

 

"Hahaha.. This is because you interfered with my business. Now you feel the consequences. You take away my business, I take away your kids. All of them!” Projo sneered.

 

"Don't! I’m begging you! Don't torture my genitals. Don't torture my children!" 

 

"Your children will not be born into the world. Your wife will cry every night because her womb will not be filled with your babies.”

 

“Don’t worry, I’ll fill her up good after she gets tired of your worthless muscle,” Projo said licking his lips as his gang hooted and egged him on.

 

Ricky screamed "No! Not my son, please!"

 

"You want to have children, right? I'd better fuck your wife until she's pregnant!"

 

"Don't! Don't bother my wife!”

Ricky pleaded in unimaginable terror at the prospect of the gang going after his family. Projo had no intention of actually harming anyone, aside from Ricky of course, but was getting off on Ricky’s increasingly hysterical begging. 

 

"You don't have to think about your child! I'll be the one to get your wife pregnant."

 

"Bastard!"

 

Ricky spat on Projo. Suddenly, a blind rage flashed on Projo’s face. The mood, which had been almost jovial as the others laughed and watched Projo destroying the trapped officer, turned dark. Projo suddenly stopped his torment on Ricky's testicles, glaring at the handsome cop before throwing a hard blow into Ricky’s juicy testicles. 

 

"AAAAAARGHHHHHH..!!" Ricky screamed in pain as Projo’s fist lodged in his offspring's pouch. 

 

"I'm destroying your child's factory"

 

BUGHHH BUGHH BUGHH BUGHHH 

 

The watching thugs were whipped into a frenzy as Projo’s fists repeatedly slammed into Ricky's testicles. Projo repeatedly beat Ricky's baby makers and Ricky screamed pitifully and tears welled up in his eyes. A father's tears. 

 

After punching Ricky's testicles for a while, Projo stopped and smiled viciously when he saw both of Ricky's testicles were bruised and red. Projo was amazed by the strength of Ricky's testicles, even though he was punched repeatedly but did not break. The huge swollen orbs were throbbing with veins that ran along their surface. Projo saw that the ordeal was not enough to end Ricky's manhood. Projo left for a while and returned with a small ampoule and syringe. 

 

"Wha- what are you going to do me?" Ricky stammered.

 

"Haha, well thanks to you and your friends we need to lay low for a while anyway so this batch is gonna’ spoil. Might as well get some fun out of it.”

 

Projo held the vile of an unknown drug up to his face. Ricky didn’t know what it was but whatever it was he was sure it wasn't going to be pleasant.

 

"NO!! PLEASE! FORGIVE ME.. FORGIVE MY PROSPECTIVE CHILDREN!" 

 

Ricky begged Projo as he calmly prepared the injection until the syringe was full. He held Ricky's right testicle and rocked it. 

 

"This is the last time you will be a fertile man. Your children will die soon.

 

Projo held Ricky's right testicle and slowly stabbed the needle into it. Ricky’s eyes rolled into his head as Projo pressed the injection until the contents of the injection entered Ricky’s ball. Slowly the liquid filled the already large organ until it looked even larger, the mysterious drug burning like fire.

 

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh...” Ricky wept for his descendants who were being annihilated by Projo. 

 

"Now your left testicle. Say goodbye to Ricky Junior!"

 

Projo viciously injected Ricky's left testicle with what felt to be an infinite supply of liquid. Ricky's testicles were swollen and bruised. Projo stroked and cradled Ricky's testicles while laughing viciously. One of the watching thugs, crying in laughter, suggested that Projo finish the job and tossed him the commercial grade taser they had taken from Ricky. 

 

Projo immediately electrocuted Ricky's cock and testicles. Ricky screamed while crying bitterly as his randy cock - despite everything - actually got hard from the stimulation. After being satisfied with electrocuting Ricky's genitals, Projo then flicked Ricky's right testicle with all his might.

 

"AAAAAAAAAARRGHH ..." 

 

Then Projo shocked and slapped the left. Then the right, occasionally mixing it up with squeezes. Ricky’s ruined, balls were bouncing and jiggling and it was all too much for his petrified cock which spontaneously shot an unusually thick, heavy load that spilled onto the floor.

 

"Hahaha... That’s your last shot, man! Your children are wasted on the floor!” one of the thugs laughed.

Adding insult to injury, the last thing Ricky saw before blacking out was Projo stomping the puddle of ruined jizz with his boot.