POPS: The Pile Up

  

What was supposed to be a friendly match between two rival college fraternities devolved into complete chaos with only seconds left on the clock. The small field, barely large enough to even host an American football game in the first place, was littered with a pile of mangled, moaning frat boys, gore and shattered family trees. It was such a complete disaster that several of the first responders added insult to injury by losing their lunches all over the crumpled heap of male flesh. It was the result of an incident that would go down in urban legends as simply The Pileup.

It had been a heated game and the guys were becoming more and more aggressive leading up to The Pileup; with the players - who were only wearing helmets and tight pants and shirts for protection - becoming increasingly rough. Before The Pileup, several players had to be taken out of the game due to brutal injuries. One senior suffered a broken leg, another had a likely concussion. But all of the players lucky enough to have left the game before The Pileup would look back and consider their relatively mild injuries to be a Godsend.

It was the last few moments of the game. The score was tied. Every player on the field was battered and bruised and more than a few low-blows had probably already culled the gene pool. Since it was a casual match, there weren't spectators to witness the ridiculous calamity, but the game was being photographed by a pledge named Aleksi, whose camera captured the moment everything went to complete shit; through all the chaos the amateur photographer captured The Pileup it all of its testicle-splattering glory.

Several players - or at least their ruined junk - could be seen in the iconic photograph. First up were Trevor and River. The two sophomores had been running toward each other toward a wild pile of bodies in the middle of the field when they collided. Trevor had tried to jump over Wojciech when he collided spread-leg with River. River's fist had been outstretched and the beefy player's mass was just too much for Trevor's unprotected gonads.

BLOOOSH

Trevor - whose legs were straddling River mid-air - let out a horrified gasp as he felt his sack burst in his pants, covering River's hand in chunky sack sauce. The combined force of the inertia from his muscular body colliding with River's fist was just too much for them to take and they explosively burst into a gory slurry. 

CROOOOSH

River's fist was still annihilating Trevor's eggs when he felt a stupendous, unbelievably crushing pain in his own crotch. Someone in the pile had slammed their helmet into his own crotch, instantly rupturing the two goose-egg sized nuts. Though they weren't as destroyed as Trevor, the impact guaranteed that the only way River would ever be a dad was through adoption. Mean while in the riot of bodies, Wojciech, who had been trying to tackle River ended up being knocked onto Fred, an attractive senior whose ass was arced in the air. Wojciech's face was slammed into Fred's rock-hard ass, stunning him and making him open his mouth in surprise before immediately biting down full strength from the force of Trevor landing on his back. The results of Fred were as messy as they were devastating. ..

SPLORTCH

Fred's barely-clad bulge was bisected by Wojciech who let out a loud scream that made his mouth open so wide his jaw cracked before slamming shut. Over and over. Fred's manhood exploded like huge grapes inside Wojciech's mouth, covering the horrified red-head's face with gore. And the only reason Wojciech was screaming was because...

CRUUUNCH

Trevor, in midair, his balls ruined and desperate to grab onto something, had clutched Wojciech's balls through his uniform and had clutched them as hard as he could. Unfortunately for Wojciech, Trevor's already massive arms were even more powerful due to the rush of adrenaline and Wojciech's testicles exploded in his pants, filling Trevor's closed fist with a disgusting goo.

Meanwhile Clint, a muscular senior, found himself head over heels in the pile, his legs in the air and wide spread which left his exposed balls open to Justin's grip. Justin, who had tried desperately to stop as he ran toward the chaos, had reached out and grasped Clint's huge nuts. The enormous organs bulged and squeezed in Justin's panicked grip until...

RIIIIP

Clint's balls were liberated from his body, mostly whole in Justin's grip, as Justin let out a tremendous howl of absolute terror. The horror and pain that came from a young man who knew his family line had ended...

BLOOOOSH

Justin blacked out. In his attempt to avoid the pile up, Justin tried to leap but it wasn't enough. His bulging crotch was crushed between Trevor and River's colliding helmets with devastating effect. Trevor and River's helmets actually cracked from the force and Justin's bulge might as well have been in a vice. His sack flattened way beyond the red line in a fraction of a second, causing the bag to burst - sending on of his nuts flying into the air, extruded from his sack like a pimple being popped. His other nut pulverized, showering River and Trevor's helmet with goop. 

Meanwhile, at the bottom of the pile was poor Seth. The handsome footballer felt a terrible pain in his crotch as his balls were crushed flatter and flatter and flatter by Fred, a player who had stumbled over him. Seth lay on his back, buried by guys and unable to get up, as the falling Fred's fist  slammed into Seth's nuts. The force of Fred's fist multiplied by the weight of the pile was just too much for Seth's nuts which didn't simply crack, they literally exploded. Fred felt the warm gooey mixture filling his meaty fist and splattering Seth's spread thighs.

Peter, a burly jock, had been knocked head over heels in the chaos and as he was falling Fabian, another player buried in the pile, was also falling at an awkward angle. As Fabian grasped desperately into the air, he grabbed onto Peter's bulge, yanking it. The combined force of Fabian's tugging and Peter's falling was too great for the connective tissues holding his gonads to his body and they were ripped cleanly off. Peter mercifully passed out as he felt his nuts both burst in the sack before being ripped off by Fabian. Ordinarily the mild-mannered Fabian would have been devastated for injuring someone so grievously, but he was too consumed by his own world of hurt to be concerned about Peter...

BLOOSH

Fabian let out a girlish squeal as he was castrating Peter. An errant fist had grabbed onto and squeezed his own balls so hard that they erupted open like two crushed tomatoes before being yanked violently away from his crotch. The sound of tearing fabric was barely audible over Fabian's mortified scream 

When it was all over, at least eighteen balls had been pulverized, including two that belonged to Kyle who ironically wasn't in the camera frame. Kyle's nuts had been utterly ripped off in a below the belt grab by another player and tossed callously onto the field; the massive sex organs laying in the field were what caused players to slip in the first place, leading to the calamitous pile up.

When gravity finally won out, all of the young men fell to earth, screaming and crying, a writhing pile of destroyed lineages. It was quite the pile up.