Dominik

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On 20, April 2021 I had a quick poll asking what should be the fate of a hot German gymnast named Dominik should be and with 113 votes the results were:

• Pop both balls (28%)
• Pop just one ball (12%)
• Just bruise 'em (20%) 
• Ruin his whole package! (39%)

Why am I not surprised by the results :)) Enjoy the story!

Dominik dismounted his pommel horse like it was the first time he had ever used one, landing in a heap on the mat. The twenty-four year old German gymnast might as well have been naked, since every curve and bulge of his well-toned body was perfectly outlined by the fabric of his tight uniform, especially the outline of his modest crotch.

He ran a hand through his dark red hair before burring his face in his hands as his teammates groaned and jeered. He was exhausted. His coach had been forcing him to practice the routine non-stop while his much-better teammates looked on.

"Stand!" Coach, a hulking middle aged blonde, barked.

Dominik obediently stood to his feet but his knees almost immediately buckled as Coach slammed his knee full force into the modes bulge between Dominik's toned legs. Coach Dewald had a legendary record of coaching elite male gymnasts because of his brutal discipline. He attracted a certain breed of alpha males who possessed a potent mix of sadism, ego and perfectionism.  He had been trying to mold Dominik, a lad with a body that seemed made or gymnastics, into something more than a bumbling amateur but his patience was gone.

"Okay, I've had enough. You're off the team,"

Dominik panicked. He knew exactly what kind of punishment came with being booted off the team but before he could even start to beg several of his teammates tackled him to the ground. The struggling athlete's clothes were ripped off of him revealing his washboard abs and toned legs. He kicked and punched but was subdued, pinned to the ground by Mathias, the team's captain, while the others tied his arms and legs to posts strategically accessed by cutaways in the mat. This was clearly not the first time they had done this.

"No... no... please!"  Dominik was frantically struggling as he was tied spread eagle to the mat but that only made the team's ultimate target - his flopping nuts - even more inviting targets.

"What's wrong, Dominik? You didn't seem to mind last week when Frank was kicked off the team," Mathias whispered into Dominik's ear before rising to his feet. 

"Okay, gentlemen, handstands!"

The team lined up between Dominik's legs, the outline of all of their fat German cocks clearly visible. Mathias was first, he was bulkier than Dominik and the extra muscle meant he was much heavier than he looked. He placed a hand palm-down on Dominik's balls and smiled as he felt the warm oval organs compressed slightly as he pressed down. He placed his other hand flat on the ground on the other side of Dominik's legs and slowly assumed a handstand position. 

Dominik squealed as his nuts were compressed flatter and flatter until they were supporting half of Mathias' weight. From his position, Mathias was looking down at Dominik's pleading face and winked as he slowly began lifting the hand that wasn't on Dominik's balls and rotating his core.

"Fuck! Don't!" Dominik immediately realized what Mathias was doing and struggled to break free but couldn't. 

Within minutes, Mathias was doing a perfect one-harm hand stand with his entire weight pressed into Dominik's sack. Dominik screamed and cried as he felt his balls quivering impossibly flat under the  load. Mathias lowered himself down and stepped aside as the next teammate stepped up.  By the time all ten young men had crushed Dominik's balls under their weight, Dominik's nuts were bruised and puffy and Dominik's voice was hoarse from screaming.

"Hmm, what next, pretty boy?" Mathias said hovering his bare foot over Dominik's sack.

Dominik's eyes crossed and he let out a haggard scream as Mathias unceremoniously stomped Dominik's sack, grinding his foot on impact.

"Hmm, what should we do?"

STOMP

"Pleeeeaasse!" Dominik wailed. 

Mathias ignored him as he stomped his foot while looking up, his hand under his chin in an exaggerated thinking pose.

"I wonder what we should do next?" Mathias mused, not stopping from his viscous stomping.

STOMP!

"Oh, I got it! Squats!"

Mathias got in one final stomp before heading to the weight stack and returning with a kettlebell. Dominik couldn't make out the weight but it was one of the heavier ones. He pleaded with Mathias as he straddled Dominik's spread legs, the kettle ball hovering in his hands, and squatted.

CRUNCH

"Oops!"

Mathias accidentally-on-purpose dropped the kettle ball  onto Dominik's sack, flattening it, at the bottom of his squat. He picked it up as he rose to his feet. Smiling, he squatted again...

CRUNCH

"Wow! I'm clumsy!" Mathias joked.

"Let me try with a heavier weight!" Viktor came another team mate.

Mathias stepped out of the way as Viktor approached holding the heaviest kettle ball from the shelf. He only pretended to squat before hurling  the weight down on Dominik's collapsing nuts as if it were a basketball he was trying to dribble. Dominik let out an ear piercing scream as his nuts were dangerously compressed. Each player took a turn picking up the kettle ball and slamming it into Dominik's nuts with increasing violence, making them swell and puff up until they were purplish-red. Dominik was delirious with pain, struggling against his bonds but there was nothing he could do.

After his nuts were thoroughly flattened, Mathias instructed the team to tie a rope around the base of Dominik's package. 

"Let's play tug of war!"

"Nooo!"

Dominik, still tied in place, desperately tried to get free as the entire team took the other end of the rope and tugged. The strength of ten well-conditioned athletes was entirely more than Dominik's package could take. His nuts and cock were pulled further and further from his crotch until his testicles were bulging at the bottom of his bloated sack. 

SQUISH

Dominik blacked out as one of his jock nuts imploded in the bag. The pulling team hardly noticed the slight reduction in the resistance. Dominik's limped, perfect body convulsed slightly as his last nut burst into chunks. Now all of the strain was on the base of his cock. His dick was bright red, and every vein was visible and throbbing as his cock was choked.

"Come on! Pull!" Mathias shouted.

The team gave one last coordinated tug and everyone fell backward. The cords that connected Dominik's shattered nuts to his body were destroyed; his cock was barely attached internally. The team let out a shout as Coach stepped between Dominik's legs and admired their handiwork. They had essentially ripped Dominik's package off and coach rose his large foot over the already ruined sex organs.

"Too bad. He was cute," Coach shrugged, soaking in the sight of Dominik's body before slamming down his foot.

SPLOOOOTCH