Nutsack Knockout - Round 5

 

Catch up on the last installment here. 

ROUND 5

The break between round four and five was shorter than normal, since the men weren’t given any time to change their minds, not to mention the soaring ratings were causing the cost of advertising to skyrocket and sponsors weren't wanting to blow too much of their budgets before the testicle confetti really started to fly. Dominik briefly left the stage as Alex and Kabe moaned loudly in agony.

The contestants only had a few minutes of respite before the music resumed and Dominik took his place on the stage...

“Fuck!” Diego pleaded.

“Noo!” Zach sobbed

“What the fuck!” Raphael screamed.

Dominik was holding a large wooden mallet with a metal head covered in small spikes like a giant meat tenderizer. It was also evident by the way Dominik was carrying it that this mallet was significantly heavier than the others. Dominik’s eyes gleaned mischievously as Juan started the round selecting his square, followed by Lorenzo and down the line.

When the players point deductions were shown Alex let out a blood curdling scream so tremendous it actually made a particularly sadistic audience member cream his pants hands free. Alex had gotten a red star penalty, meaning his score instantly dropped to zero. 

The twenty-eight year old blond with his monstrously huge low hangers and massive ten inch fuck stick was going to be the first eliminated. 

The screens were broadcasting Alex’s stunningly handsome face contorted in absolute terror. He was pulling wildly at his bonds but the well-designed system of ropes hardly budged, instead all Alex was accomplishing was making his fit hewn body look even more attractive as every muscle flexed and glistened.

“Looks like Alex just lost all his points, darn!” Dominik laughed mockingly.

He walked up to Alex and gave the terrified stud a withering look. Dominik had nothing against Alex, in fact he was kind of cute, but he’d chosen his fate by continuing to stay in the game and Dominik was more than willing to dole out the consequences. But before he could deal with Alex, he had to administer blows to the other nine contestants.

Juan was up first. Seventeen hits. His left nut shattered into chunky pieces and his right egg split in two. His heavy eggs would never be the same again. At the same time his swollen foot long dong unleashed a pitiful load, only a single thick rope of sperm, as it tried desperately to fertilize something before the bitter end.

Lorenzo was next and the handsome Italian had to take eight blows from the new and improved, heavier mallet. The small spikes were leaving hideous indentations on his scrotum but remarkably his massive, swollen baby makers didn’t totally crack.

Dominik walked up to Alex, whose score now showed zero and snickered.

“I’ll do you last, son” he said as he gave Alex a kiss on the neck. Dominik’s cock lurched; Alex smelled amazing, his nuts were so heavy and vulnerable and Dominik knew he was just moments away from ending Alex’s family tree in a disgusting fashion on live television. Even though the players and audience didn’t know the meaning of the ‘ultimate punishment’ symbols etched into each player’s podium, Dominik did and knew young Alex was in for a world of devastation. 

Dominik went down the line delivering blows from his new mallet. It was so heavy that he struggled to wield it. Diego’s right nut didn’t just crack; it exploded. The camera’s showed it in slow motion as the organ pancaked and lost its shape, leaving behind just chunks in the bag. Kyle’s busted left testicle finally gave up and shattered into meaty pieces, his bag was an indistinguishable mound of destroyed nut meat floating around. Greg serenaded the audience with a deep, rich cacophony of screams as his left nut disintegrated, the radial cracks on its outer wall reaching critical mass and the thick protective membranes collapsing, causing the stud’s battered nut meat to overflow into this bag. 

But nothing could have prepared Dominik for what happened to poor Nigel, especially since his nuts looked - relatively speaking - not that bad.

The handsome DILF was owed nineteen hits, the most he’d ever taken in a single round, and the improved mallet caused significant damage. Nigel wailed and pleaded, begging Dominik to stop as his scrotum erupted in welts and bruises from the mallet’s spikes. Nigel had picked up on Dominik’s lust over him and was desperately trying to plea for Dominik to stop but all his high pitched, urgent screams just made Dominik more determined.

“Pop it!” 

“Oh fuck!” an audience member blew his load watching Nigel’s sack being flattened on the monitors.

CRUNCH!

Nigel’s right nut cracked.

“Oooh!”

SPLOSH

Nigel’s right nut burst into chunks.

CRUNCH

Nigel squealed like a bitch as his left nut imploded, dented flat against the wall at the same time his cock jettisoned a thick wad of cum.

CRUNCH

Dominik was filled with lust, screaming like a wild man as he slammed the mallet into Nigel's poor sack, every ounce of his impressive strength flowing through the massive mallet.

Nigel's left nut shattered into four chunky pieces.

BLOOOSH

His right nut was further mushed.

Dominik was sweating with effort as he pounded into Nigel’s sack. The flattened thing bounced between the heavy mallet and the wall like a flesh pendulum, each impact causing more of Nigel's once enormous nuts to turn into splattered gore in his bag. By the time Nigel had suffered through all nineteen blows from the mega sized mallet his right nut was toast. Smashed into goo, the thick spaghetti like insides freely floating in his bag. His left was in six large, swollen pieces which were intermingling with righty's gooey remains. His sack was an absolute, shapeless disaster that had swollen to more than twice its normal huge size. His huge dick was starting to grow soft but not before three jets of bright pink jizz mixed with his pulverized nuts painted the stage in front of him. His big pecs were heaving as he sobbed, knowing full well he had just lost everything. But Dominik still had one more hammer blow.

He thought about slamming Nigel’s already ruined bag into the wall, forcing it to flatten out even more, but at the last second changed his target and instead slammed the mallet into Nigel’s deflating, eleven inch dick. 

Nigel might have passed out if not for the drugs in his system. He let out an extremely loud, tortured squeal and his chest was heaving up and down. His cock was cracked in the middle, as if someone had grabbed it and snapped it like a thick branch. 

“FUCK!”

Two more dudes in the audience lost their loads as they watched the instant replay of Nigel’s complete devastation on the screens. Dominik closed his eyes and tried to hold back but couldn’t. He had just totally ruined Nigel’s hot daddy package and the sensation was just too hot.

“Oh fuck!” 

Dominik’s knees got weak and he leaned forward, one hand bracing Nigel's sweaty pecs, as he absolutely flooded his jeans with sperm. The audience erupted with cheers and catcalls, some of the watching dudes couldn't help but blow their own loads from watching the ball busting legend erupting with cum just from destroying Nigel. 

After he recovered, Dominik turned to Alex, eyeing the swollen nuts he was about to pop. It was ironic that Alex's were going to be the first to go considering his spuds had actually proven to be among some of toughest on the stage. A spotlight shone on the symbol at the top of the slab Alex was strapped to. It was just a black rectangle.

Dominik left the stage and came back with a wheelbarrow full of large cinder blocks. Before continuing, Dominik stood in front of Alex and gently cupped the horrified lad's nuts in his hands. Dominik gave the rotund spuds a gentle squeeze impressed at their sheer size and firmness. Alex became hysterical as Dominik started stacking the blocks between Alex’s legs until his round huge nut bag was resting on top of them. Shockingly, Alex's thick veiny cock defied its master and started swelling to its full, girthy length.

“So each punishment has been tailored to each contestant. Alex here is in construction, his specialty is brick laying...”

Alex's dick twitched in panic.

Without warning Dominik picked up a cinder block and slammed it onto Alex’s nuts, squashing them into the stack of bricks he had built. Alex pleaded and screamed as Dominik just kept slamming the block over and over, pancaking Alex’s nuts in the process and causing his dick to rage. His cock shot out a foot long rope of cum as Dominik continued to slam the brick onto his sack. Dominik was slamming Alex's fat nuts so hard that cum was forcibly ejected in a desperate attempt to relieve the pressure.

What the audience hadn't realized was that the seemingly normal cinder block was anything but. The insides were filled with reinforcing steel rods and the concrete mix was several times denser than usual making it at least four times heavier than normal. It was so heavy Dominik was grunting in genuine effort to swing it though he was so pumped from adrenaline he was handling it as if it were light as a feather.

“Oooh!” another man in the audience spilled his seed. 

Alex screamed as his dick pulsed, the thick prostate pounder throbbing as his balls were steadily being pulverized.

Alex screamed as his porn star dick became so engorged it looked like it was going to explode. Luckily a camera man picked up on the increasingly dire state of Alex's cock and turned his camera toward it; the audience was treated to a close up split screen of Alex's flattening nuts and his over-stimulated dick throbbing despite the agony. 

“Oh yeah! I think these are about to burst!” Dominik smiled as he slammed the brick down again.

And again. And again causing even more cum to ooze out of Alex's dick.

Dominik was literally pounding the cum out of him! The entire time Dominik was slamming down the heavy brick, Alex's dick was pulsing out cum, more precisely cum was being physically pounded out of his massive sperm bunkers. The space inside Alex's collapsing sack was getting so compressed that his body was doing anything it could to compensate for the flattening; for Alex that meant expelling the truly epic amount of sperm his enormous testicles had been storing. They held out longer than Dominik thought before finally, despite their frantic expelling of excess liquid, Alex's baby batter tanks couldn't take anymore. 

BLOOOSH

Alex’s right nut became a liquified slurry. A fraction of a second later his dick shot out a truly massive load that painted Dominik's shirt, the mallet and the floor. Alex screamed as his cock continued belching cum as Dominik rained down destruction on his orbs, the forced cum shot causing what was left of his testicles to throb like they were on fire.

CRUNCH

Alex wailed out as his sack burst open, spraying the pile of bricks with gallons of testicle puree and chunks. Dominik was filled with lust and kept slamming the brick over and over onto Alex’s burst-open ball bag. Alex's still raging cock erupted a disgusting mix of seminal fluid and liquified testicles, the chunks doing serious damage to his fuck stick's internal plumbing. As his dick was starting to tear itself apart, his testicles were flying everywhere, totally painting the white slab behind Alex and causing a messy pile of gunky nut mush to form on the top of the bricks.

SPLOOOSH

Alex’s sack was totally flattened and his cock twitched violently, swelling midway up the length. The gross, thick mixture it was trying to vomit out had gotten stuck in his urethra causing a buildup that wasn't going to end well for the virile stud. His earlier explosive orgasms proved his dick was capable of exerting tremendous force and now that same force was desperately trying to expel a liquid that was just too thick.

Alex let out a gut wrenching scream as the sperm tube in his dick ruptured open, filling the inside of his now bent dick with gunk.

Virtually everything that had once been inside Alex's ball bag had been violently ejected, painting the wall and the floor with his former testicles. Dominik let the brick fall one more time and a final slug of unrecognizable testicle gore squirted from under it.

Alex blacked out as his broken cum cannon continued pulsing, trying to blow it's twisted destroyed load, each pulse causing horrible damage to the inside of his dick. The part of his shaft that was above where his urethra had ruptured was turning a hideous shade of purple and the entire thing was bloated with testicle sludge and ruined membranes. The only way Alex would ever be able to fuck again would be in his imagination.

“We’ll be right back after these messages... sorry, looks like I made a mess!” Dominik chuckled at the pile of gelatinous, cum covered goo that was dripping on the bricks where Alex’s nutsack used to be. 

Alex's cock oozed a pinkish liquid - cum mixed with ruined testicle matter and crushed membranes - as it finally deflated.

A wave of laughter swept through the audience. Some guys weren’t just rubbing their cocks through their jeans, they were openly bating their freed cocks as they watched what was left of Alex’s reproductive organs ooze down the pile of bricks. Gooey chunks had landed on his toned abs and were dripping down. Alex’s chances of ever having kids had just been reduced to zero.

Come back next week for the next round!

Nutsack Knockout - Round 4

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ROUND 4

Before the next round started, Dominik walked up to each of the contestants who had already suffered at least a particle rupture and asked them if they wanted to bow out. 

Juan defiantly said ‘no’ even as his cracked left nut throbbed in his sack. Raphael’s teenage cockiness made him unable to admit defeat even as his left nut was starting to break into two. Diego hadn’t even realized his nuts were covered in microfractures but Dominik, who was adept at cracking nuts by hand, told him the sensation was unmistakable. 

Greg and Kyle’s busted righties weren’t enough for the two cocky jocks to quit and Dominik shrugged before stopping at Nigel, whose right nut was just a hair’s breadth from popping but perhaps the pressure release of spilling such a huge load had given a temporary reprieve.

Before the next round started, a sharply dressed man who Dominik recognized as one of the corporate lawyers spoke bluntly toward the ten tied up contestants.  He explained in no uncertain terms that this was their last chance to back out per the contracts they had signed.

“Our ratings are soaring and empty stages don’t get ratings so it's your last chance..."

The ten men all shook their heads no definitely causing the lawyer to chuckle.

The handsome lawyer walked up to Lorenzo and looked deep into the Italian’s eyes. Even through his suit it was evident he was in good shape. He was hot, Lorenzo was hot and for a moment it looked like the company lawyer was going to lean in and kiss him.

CRUNCH

The lawyer smiled wickedly as he planted his knee firmly into Lorenzo’s purple eggs. It was a love tap compared to the mallet but was so unexpected Lorenzo yelped more from shock than pain. The lawyer went down the line giving each player a firm kick to the boys. Nowhere near as devastating as the mallet, but still eliciting shrieks and funny high pitched yelps that made the audience roar in laughter. By the time he had gotten to Nigel and planted his knee into Nigel’s ball bag the audience was overflowing with bloodlust. A huge tent had formed in the lawyer’s slacks and he didn’t even try to hide it as he addressed the players  one more time; music was being piped toward the audience to keep them ignorant of what was happening on stage.

“Like I said, that’s what these people wanna’ see!”

CRUNCH

He slammed his knee into Juan’s crotch again. And again. Before moving over to Raphael.

“Bars across the country are packed right now because people wanna’ see which set breaks open first. Will it be yours, hottie?” 

CRUNCH

The lawyer planted his knee firmly into the Australian teen’s nuts, ramming them toward his pelvis so hard the stack of rings deformed, stressing the structural integrity of the neck of his sack. Raphael moaned. 

“Actually, polling shows the audience really wants to see a young cocky idiot like you get taken down a peg,” the lawyer cackled like a cheesy Hollywood villain only this was no illusion. He was genuinely excited by the prospect of watching these guys have their nuts cracked open for the sake of ratings. 

The music was starting to queue up marking the beginning of the next round. The lawyer blew Kabe and Raphael mocking kisses before leaving the stage and taking a front row seat in the audience. With just moments before air, Dominik looked on in confusion as stage hands injected something into each contestant’s thigh. It was done quickly and efficiently but with surprising care considering the mortal danger they were in. Most of the men didn’t even realize they had just been jabbed with an ultra sharp needle. 

“It’s our sponsor’s latest drug, a pain suppressant and adrenaline booster. Football’s testing it as a way to keep injured players on the field to amp up the excitement!” one of the assistants explained to Dominik. Dominik chuckled and thought “What will they think of next!”

After each player selected their square and revealed the number of hits to the boys, the camera slowly panned all ten, swollen, lumpy, bruised and battered pairs of nuts. Some, like Nigel’s, looked relatively unscathed whereas some like Kyle and Alex’s looked absolutely awful. Kabe’s sack was enormous and swollen, beet red but the masculine shape of each lump was still easily identified, unlike Greg’s whose enlarged nut bag was starting to look like one amorphous, purple blob. Some of the guys in the audience were openly moaning as they rubbed their swollen cocks through their pants and even Dominik had to resist the urge to rub his own throbbing dick, especially knowing what he was about to do.

Juan was owed sixteen hits. The short muscle jock’s screams were music to Dominik’s ears as he felt his left nut flatten completely against the backstop, only this time it didn’t plump back up. Meanwhile hideous cracks were erupting on the surface of the ultra tough membranes that encircled his right nut. It was obvious that Juan’s egg sized testicles were on the very edge of total destruction.

Lorenzo’s Italian nuts were swollen and purple but took their three hits admirably, probably because the drug he had been injected with was starting to dull the throbbing pain radiating from this about-to-crack nuts. 

Alex was next. The twenty-eight year old’s truly enormous low hangers convulsed after getting their only hit this round. The handsome man threw his head back and screamed as his toes curled. 

“FUCK!” Dominik exclaimed in genuine surprise. 

Alex spewed the largest load Dominik had ever seen anyone, porn videos included, blow in his entire life. Rope after thick, gooey rope rocketed from the head of his pulsing ten inch cock. Alex screaming in ecstasy and agony through his entire, minute-long orgasm and when he was done the stage in front of him was so shellacked that Dominik pretended to slip on it as he took his spot in front of Kabe. 

Despite himself, Kabe’s fourteen-inch monster cock was still rock hard. The ache from his sack had been noticeably reduced thanks to the drugs and even the swelling seemed to be going down. Kabe was panicked by the crazed, sadistic look Dominik had on his face but his cock conveyed a very different story. He was owed four blows to his nuts but before Dominik started he gently tapped Kabe’s horny dick with the mallet, causing the heavy organ to bob up and down and Kabe to involuntarily moan.

“Let’s see if we can get him to cum, too!” 

“Bust that nut! Bust that nut!” the audience chanted 

CRUNCH

CRUNCH

“Oooh!” Kabe wailed.

CRUNCH

“Bust that nut! Bust that nut!”

“OOOOOOOOOH FUUUUUUUUUUCK!”

CRUNCH

Kabe’s body tensed up, making him a monument to the male form, as his battered balls tightened and his dick spewed a thick, creamy load of spunk. Despite not being nearly as big as Alex’s, Kabe’s reflexive sighs and moans made it clear the tatted up thirty-year old had thoroughly enjoyed his forced orgasm. Amazingly, his large round nuts looked no worse for wear despite the four powerful blows they had just endured. 

Raphael was not as lucky. The Aussie teen let out a castrato scream as his relatively modest nuts - which had swollen to monstrous proportions - both ruptured in his bag, split in two as his young sack was pancaked fourteen times against the wall.

The screens showed a comical slow motion replay of the exact moment Raphael’s nuts went from round to permanently flat. In the audience there was a muffled, low moan. A man had just creamed his jeans and was literally biting his fist to stop himself from moaning out too loudly. A camera captured the man’s expression and he was broadcast over the screens, giving a sheepish wave and a smile as everyone applauded.

“That’s what our sponsors like to see!” Dominik cheered, giving even more guys the confidence to start actively rubbing their dicks, letting out moans as Dominik stepped in front of Diego.

Diego’s twenty year old Mexican nuts nearly shattered after taking eight rapid fire blows, but the microfractures that had been radiating his ball walls barely grew. If anything the round had filled the cocky young man with a sense of invincibility. 

Zach’s spent nuts couldn’t take twelve more hits and his right nut fractured. It wasn’t in two distinct pieces but a deep crack had annihilated the membranes around that testicle and had already spawned dozens of microfractures that were spreading across the surface as if a hammer had struck ice. 

“Ooops!” Dominik shrugged, his faux expression of remorse was plastered on the studio screens causing everyone to erupt with laughter.

Greg put on as stoic of an expression as he could muster as Dominik stepped in front of him. He was drenched with sweat and his heart was pounding but impressively he still exuded calm. That facade collapsed by the second mallet blow.

BLOOSH

Greg’s eyes bugged out and an expression of shocked terror seemed to be permanently etched on his face. His right nut shattered into pieces. The right side of his bag was a lumpy, shapeless mess. It was a far cry from the two perfect orbs he had started with. Meanwhile his left nut was cracking bad and he still had four more of his eight hits incoming.

CRUNCH

“Crack his nuts!” an enthusiastic audience member shouted and Dominik was pleased to oblige.

SPLOTCH

“Oooh!” a man in the audience left a huge gooey stain in his pants as the screens showed an instant reply of the moment Greg’s last uncracked nut finally lost its shape. His purple, swollen bag now had nothing in it but a completely shattered right nut and a permanently flattened left nut. Greg was letting out a falsetto wail that made two other men in the audience moan and cream themselves and Dominik’s cock twitched violently in his jeans. He had given all the contestants ample chances to escape, they chose not to, so now he was going to thoroughly enjoy the consequences of their bad decisions.

Kyle’s huge, massive and swollen sex pods were hammered eleven times with such violence Dominik was grunting as he swung. They were compressed one too many times to a fraction of their girth, slammed into the wall and his already burst right nut imploded just an instant before his left nut fractured into three pieces. Dominik reveled at the totally ruined appearance of Kyle’s boys and the screens showed the faces of three audience members who were moaning in ecstasy after having blown their loads, the image of Kyle’s flattened, swollen disaster of a sack juxtaposed against their faces. 

Nigel was last. Luckily, he was only due one hit which Dominik delivered with deadly precision causing the thin cracks on the wall of his right nut to splinter out further. 

Dominik stood back and listened to the sounds of the ten men moaning, yelling and pleading. It was a wondrous sound. Juan’s guttural sobs actually caused an audience member to blow his load.

Dominik smiled as he prepared for the next round. 

Come back next week for Round 5!

Nutsack Knockout - Round 3

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ROUND 3

Just moments before the commercial break leading into round three ended Dominik turned off his microphone so that he was only audible to the contestants on stage and not the crowd.

“Guys, we’re about to up the stakes for the next round! If any of you wanna duck out that’s fine,” 

Dominik cut Kabe an uncharacteristically thoughtful look. The handsome stud ground his teeth together in a desperate attempt to maintain his composure. Dominik looked over at Nigel longingly; half of him wanted to turn the handsome man’s nuts into a stain and the other wanted to cut him down, carry him backstage and fuck each other senseless. Dominik had to stay neutral for the sake of the game but his heartstrings were being tugged at by Nigel and his fleeting sense of humanity was being poked by Kabe’s tortured yells, though he was also feeling bad for Juan and his ridiculously swollen eggs and Raphael’s black and purple welted sack. Before the music signaled the start of the next round, Dominik secretly hoped at least one of the contestants would bow out before it was too late. Then again, he also wanted to crack some sacks open.

Before the round started, Dominik was handed a new chrome mallet. It was notably heavier than his wooden mallet and its gleaming surface made it look beefier and more damaging. Dominik sized up this new mallet in his hands and his eyebrows cocked in satisfaction; this thing is gonna leave a mark, he chuckled to himself.

“Welcome back to Nutsack Knockout!” Dominik announced in a booming voice to signal the beginning of round three.

Kabe was shaking and sweating, Zach looked like he was seriously having second thoughts and Lorenzo seemed to be literally praying with his eyes closed in contemplation, his massively swollen nuts weighing even lower in his stretched bag. Even though he had given all the players to quit if they wanted to, Dominik was starting to feel a little uncomfortable with laying waste to nuts that were totally defenseless; however any trepidations he had were quickly laid to rest as he eyed all twenty swollen, bloated and unprotected nuts. Afterall, he had given them a chance to escape.

As normal, Juan was the first up to take his hits. Unlike last round where he only had three hits, this time he had been punished with twenty hits. His twenty-five year old muscle nuts were pounded with unforgiving force. Juan’s facade of calm was totally shattered by the fifteen blow.

His fat Latin nuts were compressed dangerously under the heavier mallet. Dominik wasn’t holding back, swinging the massive mallet with both hands, raining utter devastation onto Juan’s nuts.

“Oooh!” Juan screamed as he felt his left nut crack. It wasn’t a catastrophic failure, just a series of cracks along the beefy outer wall of his nut that had radiated out after a hammer blow. 

CRUNCH

Juan yodeled as his left nut’s damaged shell was pushed to the breaking point. The red and purple bruises on his huge swollen sack didn’t convey the level of damage happening inside; his nut might survive just another round or two before they finally burst. He still had seventy points but he doubted his nuts could survive seventy more hits.

“I think I might’ve broken one!” Dominik taunted as the audience cheered. 

Lorenzo only had three hits this round but the mallet was so much heavier that each blow was starting to do real damage to his swollen nuts. 

“Please stop!” Lorenzo screamed after only the second blow. Dominik knew he had one more hit to deliver, and the ravenous crowd was chanting for it, but he was feeling a tad guilty. This new mallet was a surprise even to him and he could tell from the weight that the game had just entered a new phase.

“Oh well..” he thought as he delivered the last devastating blow to Lorenzo’s screaming nuts. His massively swollen sack was purple and black and the throbbing pain coming from deep inside was making his stomach turn. 

Next up was Alex who only got one hit to his enormous low hangers. He squealed as his dick shot off a rope of precum so thick at first Dominik thought he had literally beaten the cum out of Alex’s sack. Despite the pain, Alex’s ten inch monster cock was throbbing and heaving, a long rope of precum dangling off his swollen mushroom head. Alex threw his head back and moaned. He was so close Dominik wished he had another hit this round.

“Looks like this one’s about to burst!” Dominik teased as the camera zoomed in on his spasming cock. Alex’s brain was a fog of agony and lust as his dicked pulsed up and down, desperate to stimulate itself to an orgasm.

Kabe was up next. Dominik winked at him as he held the hefty mallet in his hands. Kabe was sweating. He was due seventeen hits in a row, more than the number of hits he had endured in the first two rounds combined. 

“Count along with me!” Dominik shouted to the audience.

“One!” 

CRUNCH

“Two!”

CRACK

“Three...”

SQUISH

Kabe yodeled in a defeated falsetto as the audience counted after each hit in a jarring sing-song voice.

“Oh yeah... fifteen! Two more stud!”

CRUNCH

Kabe’s already huge nuts had swollen so much they were now almost the largest on the stage and hanging a full inch lower than when the game started, but despite the swelling and rosy color they looked otherwise fine. Dominik was impressed at the tattooed stud’s resilience as he delivered the final blow, an absolutely devastating hit that compressed Kabe’s fat sack to less than half its girth. The air was knocked out of Kabe’s lungs and the audience was rolling with laughter as the final blow was played on a loop on the screens.

Raphael and Diego got ten hits and fifteen respectively. Raphael screamed and screamed as the black welts covering his teenage sack spread over the surface of this hairless bag, the underlying skin was entirely purplish red and his left nut was swelling noticeably more than the right.

“I think I’m about to crack his teenage dreams!” Dominik laughed before he delivered the final blow. 

CRUUUNCH

The screens showed a split screen of Raphael’s sack bouncing as it was struck from underneath and a look of horror and surprise on the handsome lad’s face. His nuts were trapped against the unyielding rings and were compressed flatter and flatter and flatter. His eyes bugged out and he let out a deep gravelly yell just as his left nut cracked.

It hadn’t broken into pieces but inside his bag the entire circumference of his left testicle was shattered by a long contiguous crack like an egg that had been tapped against the side of a bowl but not quite torn in two.

Diego didn’t fare much better. His right nut was being covered with micro fractures as his fleshy sack bounced between the mallet and the wall; if Dominik stopped now - as in immediately - Diego's nuts would make a full recovery. Diego’s spiked blonde hair was matted to his forehead as sweat poured down his body before dripping from his hanging nut sack.

Zach took ten blows to his swelling nuts like a champion, not even screaming until the fifth blow. His rock hard seven inch pussy pounder was throbbing as precum was literally pounded out of his bag. Although he was mostly screaming in pain, Dominik picked up on some involuntary moans escaping the handsome blonde’s lips. The giant screen was showing a close up of Zach’s playing on a loop; between the hollering from getting his nuts worked over he looked like a porn star about to pop his load. His lips were parted, his eyes were rolled up in his head and his breathing was shallow. 

“Blow that load! Blow that load!”

The audience quickly broke into a chant as Dominik delivered the final blows. 

CRUNCH

Zach screamed at the top of his lungs as his cock twitched violently. His face was a mask of agony but his cock was clearly in its own world as precum oozed from the head despite the fact his delicate nuts were being mercilessly flattened.

CRUNCH

“FUUUUUUCK!”

The mallet became a blur as Dominik delivered the last four hits in rapid succession, sandwiching Zach’s busy balls against the hard wooden backstop. He screamed as he felt something pop deep in his left nut, yet his cock was firing off thick ropes of jizz that were flying in all directions as his spent cock was bounced along with the rest of his package after each blow. Dominik looked down at his shirt which was covered with a thick sheen of Zach sauce and feigned disgust, even holding the mallet like he was about to take it out on Zach’s nuts.

Zach screamed which made the audience roar in laughter.

“He got it all over my mallet!” Dominik dipped his finger into a puddle cum that had landed on the mallet’s head. The thick creamy liquid dripped from his fingers and Dominik noticed something striking about it. There were thin streaks of bright red mixed into Zach’s procreative juices that made it obvious Dominik was unleashing real damage. He looked up at the scoreboard; even after the latest round Zach still had eighty-two points meaning he was due up to eighty-two more blows before the end of the game.

Dominik drew a cum-mustache on Zach’s adorable face before moving on to Greg whose fat right nut suffered a serious rupture while his sack was being beaten seventeen times. At the end of it Greg was sobbing, his sack was a swollen mass of purple flesh and the once distinct bulges from each nut had swollen into an indistinct mass.

Kyle's turn was even worse. The runner’s body convulsed showing off his magnificence physique as his right nut catastrophically burst, breaking into three pieces in his bag. They would have been floating freely but ironically the extreme swelling kept the pieces wedged against each other making his broken ball look deceptively fine from the outside, aside from his sack’s black and purple appearance. Dominik had felt Kyle’s nut cracking and his cock twitched in his jeans, his excitement spilling over to the crowd where several watching men were rubbing their own bulges.

Last for the round was Nigel. Dominik knew that Nigel’s nuts had been starting to crack since the last round, and even though he still wanted to take the hairy stud back to his dressing room and fuck his brains out he didn’t hold back as he delivered two of the hardest blows he had delivered all night. 

“Please! Oooooh!” 

CRUNCH

Nigel’s nearly foot long cock fired off a huge jet of semen that seemed to catch even the captured daddy by surprise. Nigel’s eyes were fixated on Dominik, his mind was racing with naughty fantasies and his hormones, at least for a moment, overwrote the furnace of searing agony between his legs.

CRUNCH

Dominik looked on in amazement as Nigel’s swollen nuts churned out rope after rope of jizz that painted the floor in front of him.

Despite the swelling, Nigel’s nuts were still a healthy rose color lacking the welts and literal cracks that were forming on his fellow contestants' genitals. Granted Nigel had been extremely lucky by only being hit a total of twelve times in three rounds. Diego had taken fifteen hits in this round alone!

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Come back next week for Round 4!