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Wednesday, October 18, 2017

How to Break a Super Hero - FINAL CHAPTER

Hi there everyone!

I am utterly amazed at the number of votes that were cast in my recent poll, and I'm so glad that so many of you wanted a voice in the final fate of Brick's behemoth and bountiful bull balls. The voting was neck-and-neck for weeks, but in the end, those who wanted to see Brick's balls die in a blaze of glory won the day by a significant margin -- 394 votes for death vs. 343 votes for survival.

So for those of you who wanted to see Brick's big balls die a spectacular death, please enjoy the story below. :)

However, for those of you who wanted Brick to live and fight and cum again another day, don't despair. I just now finished writing an alternative ending to the Brick Haus saga, and it will post next week. I figure I owed you guys for taking the time and effort to vote!

Now, without further ado, please enjoy Brick Haus' final chapter... 

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How to break a Super Hero
Chapter 13 — Armageddon and Aftermath — Tragic Version

“WHAT?!?!” shouted nearly a dozen a voices at once, starting off a cacophony of arguing voices. 

“LISTEN TO ME!!” Brick bellowed, instantly silencing his concerned friends. “My dear friends, trust me, it’s the only way. Doc Evil and his minions have been torturing and beating my balls for more than nine months now, and my huge nuts have grown immeasurably stronger and more resilient as a result. I doubt that my burly balls would be strong enough to contain such a blast even at full health, let alone in their current wrecked and sorry state, but it’s the only hope we have. Quickly! We’re running out of time, and I need you to trust me!” 

After a few moments of stunned silence, the tall, winged form of Golden Eagle stepped forward and warmly clasped Brick’s shackled hand. “Well there you go again, you big lug,” Golden Eagle said affectionately, smiling down at his friend. “Playing the hero and offering to make the ultimate sacrifice. Well come on, you heard the man! We don’t have much time.” 

A lithe and lanky form reluctantly stepped forward, a handsome young blond man of average height and muscular if slender build who couldn’t have been any older than Brick himself. The young lad had a look of pure anguish on his handsome face, as if he was facing the worst choice of his life. The bound and naked hero smiled sadly and said, “Ah, my dear friend Phaser. I know that this is perhaps going to be hardest on you, but you need to do this for me. It’s the only chance that you all have of surviving these next few minutes, let alone saving the innocent people of New York.” 

“B-but Brick,” stammered the slender young lad. “Your huge balls will be immolated in the blast! You’ll DIE!!” 

“I know,” Brick said softly in response. “But what choice do we have? Besides, I think my big balls are just about finished anyway.” A wry smile turned up the corners of Brick’s utterly kissable lips. “At least this way, they get to go out in a blast of glory, and their sacrifice might actually mean something.” 

Phaser then began to sob, falling to his knees next to Brick’s bound and immobile form and clutching his shackled right hand. “But you don’t understand! I- I’ve never told you, because you’re so handsome and so famous, and I know you could never feel the same way for me. And I was always too scared that you’d hate me. But I- I… I love you!!” 

Brick gently gripped Phaser’s hands in his much larger one and smiled sadly but kindly at his friend. “I know, Phaser. I’ve known for a long time, and it’s never changed how much I’ve cared about you. I wanted to give you time to decide whether or not you wanted to tell me. I’m only sorry that I couldn’t give you those same feelings in return. But I want you to know that you are one of my closest, dearest, and most trusted friends. If that wasn’t the case, then I wouldn’t be able to lay this terrible request on you. But you must do this for me, Phaser. Please?” 

Phaser clutched Brick’s hand like a lifeline, tears streaming down his boyish cheeks, and finally nodded his head in the affirmative. “Yes,” his voice cracked, and then he spoke again in a firmer and steadier voice. “Yes, Brick, I will do this for you. You are the bravest man I know, and if we all are fated to die here anyway, then I want you to know that there is nowhere else I’d rather be than here at your side.” 

Brick fought back tears of his own as he gave Phaser’s hands one last squeeze, and then released him so that he could perform his task. Phaser walked over to the pedestal and, taking a steadying breath, placed his hands on either side of the deceptively innocuous-looking device. The bomb was surprisingly light, weighing only about 30 pounds, but Phaser carried it with exaggerated care as he lifted it off of its cradle and walked the dozen or so steps back to Brick’s side. He then focused his concentration on his hands and the bomb carried between them, and as the other super heroes watched, Phaser’s hands began to shimmer and turn nearly invisible, right along with the bomb itself. The young man’s eyes took on a bright, golden glow as well, the pupils and irises disappearing into the glowing light as he exerted his mutant power to phase his hands and the bomb into a temporary side dimension. 

The other heroes gathered around Brick’s side in a show of solidarity and support. Phaser slowly bent forward, bringing his deadly package closer and closer to Brick’s enormous, swollen, and deeply bruised bollocks. The muscular hero braced for renewed agony as the shimmering mirage of the bomb touched and then began to sick down inside of his huge balls, but there was surprisingly no pain at all, just an odd and not altogether unpleasant tingling sensation. 

Brick’s beefy balls were now so unbelievably rotund and enormous that they completely swallowed up both the bomb and Phaser’s out-of-phase hands with room to spare. Phaser’s Adam’s apple bobbed visibly in his throat as his hands passed through all of that dense and incredibly beefy testicular tissue, and part of him couldn’t help but mourn the fact that the first — and likely last — time he would ever be able to touch his stunningly gorgeous friend in this intimate manner would be to implant a nuclear bomb inside of his magnificent nuts. 

Phaser began to withdraw his hands, his eyes still glowing with a golden light. Even though his hands were nearly invisible, it was clear that they had left their deadly package behind. Phaser’s eyes slowly dimmed and returned to normal, just as his hands resumed their solid form and visibility. All eyes, however, were on Brick’s huge, sagging, and thoroughly wrecked bull nuts. 

Brick gritted his teeth and groaned in fresh pain as his huge bollocks began to grow and expand even larger still, the thick nut meat being displaced by the big bomb as it phased back into reality. Any other man’s balls, no matter how huge, would have been quickly torn apart by having such a large foreign object phased into reality inside of them, but Brick’s behemoth bollocks had proven time and time again that they were made from far sterner stuff than those of mortal, or even mutant, men, and they endured even this latest insult largely intact. The gigantic orbs swelled half again as large as they were before as the deadly bomb wedged itself deep in the very heart of Brick’s big balls, achieving even more insanely oversized dimensions, but the testes themselves endured. 

The handsome super hero took several long, steadying breaths as he adjusted to the terrific pain of having the large bomb buried deep inside his nut guts. He finally opened his stunning blue eyes and smiled weakly but warmly at the friends and companions surrounding him, taking strength from their loyalty and comradeship. 

“How much time is left?” Brick asked in an amazingly calm and steady voice. 

“Just under one minute,” Aurora replied, violet eyes shimmering with unshed tears. She grasped Brick’s bound left hand, while Phaser grabbed his right. Brick smiled at them both, his handsome face even more radiant than ever as he looked upon his closest friends with his heart full of love. The remaining companions gathered closer around, each placing their hand on some part of Brick’s exposed body — his muscular shin, his gargantuan thigh, the mighty swell of an enormous pectoral, the corrugated washboard of his abdomen, the swollen and muscular boulder of a shoulder — and with words unspoken, shared their great love and respect for one another. None of them would try to flee, none would seek to secure their own safety over that of their comrades. All would choose to stay by Brick’s side to the bitter end. 

Ten seconds. 

Nine. 

Eight. 

Seven. 

Six. 

Five. 

Four. 

Three…


Two…


One…





FOOOOOMMM!!!!!
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It was nearly impossible to describe the awesome scale of the planet-rending inferno that exploded inside of Brick’s mammoth bull nuts. Various video cameras throughout the auditorium caught the resulting cataclysm in epic slow motion, transmitting their images almost instantaneously to a large screen inside of Doc Evil and Behemoth’s escape rocket as it hurtled toward safety. The two villains watched with expectant glee as they played the scene at a vastly slowed down rate, so that they could savor every last millisecond of Brick’s bollocks’ spectacular destruction. 

A red, hellish glow appeared to ignite inside of the two spheres of deeply bruised nut meat, a dark red glow that grew larger and brighter, slowly expanding to engulf the entirety of both massive balls. As this light grew to a brighter cherry red, Brick’s two balls slowly began to expand, their thick and fibrous outer walls being pushed outward from all directions with the unimaginable incendiary force of the bomb’s explosion. The young hero’s magnificent bull balls, which had already swollen to nearly the size of a pair of basketballs from months of forced growth and the most recent hours of nut-shattering abuse, steadily swelled larger and larger and larger still, soon doubling their size and showing no signs of stopping. 

As Brick’s bollocks continued to inexorably swell, the fiery glow within the stud’s expanding nuts took on a brighter and brighter glow, the red slowly fading to be replaced by a golden-white light of pure fiery destruction. The blazing, white-hot inferno of the thermonuclear explosion made Brick’s huge nuts balloon to impossible dimensions as they swelled to three times their normal size, then FOUR TIMES, and kept right on expanding! Even Behemoth’s deep-set eyes, glued to the large screen in the escape rocket, grew wide as Brick’s ferociously tough bull nuts bloated even larger than they had during their brush with destruction under the Nymph’s deadly attentions…and continued to grow!! 

By the time Brick’s balls had grown to FIVE TIMES their original size, looking like a pair of blazingly incandescent, overinflated beach balls, the interiors of the young man’s exploding nuts were glowing with the fire and fury of a pair of miniature suns. Brick’s hideously overinflated scrotum began to tear in dozens of places, the incredibly supple and pliable skin pushed beyond even its extraordinary ability to stretch and expand. The shiny, grayish-white walls of the young hero’s two massive gonads became visible in dozens of places as his scrotum threatened to shred altogether and spill out his two rapidly swelling bollocks. Those thick and insanely tough outer walls, already horribly weakened by Behemoth’s ungentle attentions and cracked in dozens of places, were pushed far beyond any conceivable limits as they struggled to contain the epic blast. Those tiny hairline cracks had grown and expanded into crevasses and canyons, clearly visible through the expanding gaps and tears in Brick’s insanely overstretched scrotum and looking like jagged rivers of white-hot molten lava. At any instant, those cracked and damaged walls would fail, unleashing a mountain-leveling explosion onto all of metropolitan New York! 

All of these changes happened in a mere fraction of a second. But as Doc Evil and Behemoth watched in utter shock and surprise, the roiling inferno inside of Brick’s gargantuan bollocks slowly started to diminish. His ridiculously, obscenely bloated balls began to shrink once more, and the blinding glow of radioactive fury began to fade from golden white to cherry red, and eventually to the dark red of a glowing ember before extinguishing altogether. All of this occurred in just a handful of seconds, but to Brick, the bomb’s detonation must have felt like an eternity. 

Against all possible odds, Brick’s almighty man nuts had contained the thermonuclear blast, saving the lives of his super hero friends and sparing the entire city of New York!!! But at what cost? 

As both heroes and villains watched in undisguised awe, an utterly exhausted and spent Brick Haus sagged against his restraints. A few wisps of sickly, yellowish-green smoke issued from the gaping piss slit of his monstrous cock, the only visible evidence that a nuclear bomb had just exploded inside of his herculean stud balls. And then Brick’s magnificent bull cock, that monument to manhood which had finally reached the record-shattering length of 24 mind-blowing inches, that titanic torpedo of man meat that had remained rock solid and diamond hard for almost the entirety of his nine-month captivity, began to slowly wilt. The colossal whale cock resembled a deflating dirigible as it began to lose its steely hardness and gut-busting size, slowly shrinking and collapsing. It was a tragic and terrible sight, for Brick’s behemoth boner was dying, never to rise again. 

Brick’s gigantic cock fell with stately and ponderous slowness, collapsing bit by bit as it steadily lost inches in both length and girth. It took nearly a full minute for the hunky hero’s last and final boner to die, ultimately draping itself gently over the remains of his gargantuan balls, resembling a flag draped over a coffin. Yet even in its fully flaccid state, Brick’s cock was magnificent, a beefy, puffy, distended tube of succulent man flesh that still measured at least 16 inches in length, perhaps even more. At the beginning of his captivity, Brick’s flaccid mule dick had measured an awesome 12 inches in length, but all of the villains’ cruel attentions had made the hero’s mighty member grow as well, adding at least 4 or 5 inches to even its limp state. But not that that mattered anymore… 

A sob escaped Phaser’s lips at he gazed upon the ruin of the most magnificent and spectacular manhood to ever grace man or mutant. He reached out with one quivering hand to cup the underside of Brick’s mammoth right bollock and found the orb to be unnaturally hot from the explosion’s aftermath. He lifted up his second hand to cup that gargantuan ball, gently cradling his friend’s humongous orb in his hands. Phaser didn’t know what to expect — would Brick’s mighty bollock be liquified? Would it be carbonized, reduced to a burnt out husk that crumbled to ash at the merest touch? The slender young super hero definitely did NOT expect Brick’s huge nut to still be so astoundingly HEAVY, and for a few fleeting moments, the great heat and weight of the colossal cajone made Phaser think that the titanic testicle might somehow still be alive! 

But even as Phaser tenderly cradled that giant nard in his hands, he both felt and heard the tortured and heavily damaged outer wall of that massive nut begin to crack. The sharp crackling sounds sounded almost like gun blasts, or the cracking of a sheet of ice on a river during an early spring thaw. Phaser’s eyes shot open wide with shock and horror as the humongous bollock shook and quivered in his hands…and then began to crumble!  

“NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” Phaser screamed in horror as the insanely tough and powerful walls of that titanic testicle finally gave up the fight and disintegrated. A gigantic gush of scrambled ball guts washed over the young man’s hands, pouring out of the dozens of tears in the stud’s tattered scrotum like some sort of hideous, fleshy sieve. Chunks of meat, stringy tendrils of testicular flesh, and clotted globs of cooked and ruined raw sperm gushed forth in a deluge of shattered manhood. Steam poured off of the chunky, liquified nut guts as they poured wetly and loudly onto the auditorium floor, scalding Phaser’s cradling hands, but the young man was too distraught and horrified to notice, so focused was he on the slagged and shattered ball of his best friend pouring through his fingers. 

Gasps and sobs could be heard escaping from the lips of the other super heroes as they stood in mute witness over the death of Brick Haus’ extraordinary manhood. Their mighty friend had been indestructible, and thus their shock was profound was they watched his herculean right nut disintegrate into an enormous, steaming pile of radioactive slag on the floor. 

Moments after the death of its brother, Brick’s mammoth left nut, hanging low and heavy in its tattered sac, began to crack as well. Visible cracks and fissures spread all across the vast expanse of the super stud’s last remaining bollock, growing and spreading with frightening speed. The mighty gonad quivered for a few final moments…and then exploded in one titanic burst. Brick’s ruined sac tore wide open, dumping the entirety of the muscle stud’s shattered left nut onto the uncaring floor in one huge, cataclysmic SPLAT!!! of destroyed nut guts. 

A sobbing Phaser fell to the floor, and as his knees plunged into the squishy mess of Brick’s pulped nuts, they made a sound like a Wellington boot squelching into two feet of thick mud. The other super heroes gathered around their fallen comrade and hung their heads in mourning as well, for Brick Haus, the mightiest super hero who had ever lived, had been finally and permanently defeated. 

A nearly unconscious Brick lifted up his breathtakingly handsome head, his beautiful blue eyes held open by sheer willpower alone, and croaked out in a deep and husky voice, “New York…safe?”

Aurora, still clutching one of Brick’s massive, meaty hands, choked back her tears and said, “Yes, Brick! You saved New York City and half of the Eastern Seaboard!”

A wan, exhausted smile spread across Brick’s beautiful lips as he said, “Good. Glad…to have been…of service.”

The fallen muscle man then mustered the remainder of his strength and addressed his friends. “Doc Evil… has harvested… untold gallons… of my super sperm… He’s… going to use it… to increase the powers… of all of his mutant followers… Already did it… to Behemoth… Also going to use it… to father a new generation… of super mutants. You must… STOP him!” 

“We will, Brick!” said Golden Eagle. “We promise you that we will foil his plans!” 

“Fear… you’re already… too late, my friend… What you must do… is collect… all of my sperm… in this room…” Brick weakly nodded his handsome head toward the final fruits of his awesome genetic legacy, festooned all over the vast auditorium. “Try to duplicate Doc Evil’s experiments… Use my seed… to increase your own powers… Perhaps father… a new generation… of super mutants… as well… It is… our only hope…” 

Brick’s beautiful blue eyes fluttered closed and his head slumped against his chest, the effort of speaking exhausting his final reserves of strength. 

“Brick!! Brick!!” shouted a distraught and sobbing Phaser. “Don’t go!! We need you!! I need you!!!” 

The magnificent, gorgeous, castrated hero lifted his head with the greatest of effort, slowly opening his eyes to look first at Phaser and then at the rest of his friends, and a slow, gentle smile spread across his heart-rendingly handsome face. “I love you all… and I will miss you… Remember me fondly… and never give up… in the fight… against… evil…” 

With that, Brick’s blue eyes closed for a final time. His mighty heart gave a few more slow, powerful, ponderous beats…and then was still. 

The deathly stunned silence that followed seemed to last an eternity, but eventually the other super heroes shook off their deep sadness and went to work, gathering up the gallons upon gallons of prime hero spunk spewed all across the room. It took several hours to collect these last vestiges of Brick’s once unparalleled virility, but once they were done, they had an enormous collection of hyper virile stud seed to take back to their headquarters for study and experimentation. 

Young Phaser was unable to help in this process, for he was utterly paralyzed with despair, huge sobs racking his lithe young body as he clutched desperately to Brick’s limp hand. Once the deceased hero’s sperm had been collected and the other heroes were ready to leave, they gently pulled Phaser away from Brick’s body. They would come back for Brick’s mighty and magnificent form in a short while, but knew that they had to rush his seed back to their laboratory right away. They gently led an emotionally wrecked Phaser from the room and started the sad journey back home. 

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A short time after the super heroes left the scene of Brick’s greatest sacrifice, another figure appeared at the top of the auditorium steps. The mysterious figure was concealed by gossamer thin silks from head to toe, obscuring her features but hinting at the extraordinarily beautiful and curvaceous form barely hidden beneath the flimsy garments. 

The tall, feminine form slowly descended the steps, her movements as graceful and stately as a dream. She came to stand before the still and lifeless form of the fallen super hero, and she gazed upon his stunningly handsome and overwhelmingly masculine form for a long while. No one could say for sure what thoughts were passing through the mysterious woman’s head, but one could almost detect a hint of sadness and regret in the cast of her shoulders as she gazed upon the ruin of the most magnificent male that had ever lived. 

Her attention finally turned to the huge slag heap of cooling nut meat lying in a big mound on the floor, the utterly wrecked and ruined remains of Brick’s once-proud bollocks. Her eldritch powers searched through that pile of shredded flesh, cooked meat, and clotted and congealed sperm for some tiny spark of life, and she soon began to despair of finding anything. But just before she was about to give up, she caught something, the tiniest flicker of life, a tiny speck of vibrant vitality. Using the vast powers of her mind, the cloaked figure parted the muck of ruined nut flesh and levitated a single sperm cell out of the quagmire. 

This lone sperm cell was the sole survivor of the apocalyptic thermonuclear explosion that had obliterated Brick’s almighty man nuts, and slain the billions upon billions of other stupendously powerful sperm cells that had been swimming around in the vast bulk of the hero’s twin cum tanks. This single cell was the mightiest and hardiest sperm cell of them all, the most powerful sperm cell ever produced by Brick’s magnificent loins, even more powerful than the final loads hammered out of the young man’s big and bountiful balls by Behemoth earlier that same day. 

In short, it was the most perfect and powerful sperm cell ever conceived, full of almost inconceivably mighty and extraordinary genetic potential. 

One corner of the mysterious woman’s half-concealed mouth turned upward in a sardonic grin — she had found what she was searching for. The tiny, nearly invisible sperm cell levitated toward the waiting woman, who parted her silks to reveal the most shapely set of feminine legs imaginable, as well as the treasure trove of her own magnificent sex. Her nether lips parted to accept the tiny spark of life into her own loins, a spark that traveled deep into her womb to plant itself firmly into an awaiting egg. 

The woman’s smile grew larger still as she felt that tiny spark of life quicken, Brick’s final and most magnificent sperm cell impregnating her equally magnificent egg, and conceiving a new life in her belly. The very first child that the immortal mutant had chosen to conceive in her countless millennia of life. 

A boy child who stood to inherit the extraordinary gifts of both of its mighty parents. 

But would this child grow up to be a beacon of goodness, or an instrument of evil. Only time would tell…



Thursday, October 12, 2017

How to Break a Super Hero - Chapter 12

Hello there gang!

This is actually the penultimate chapter in the Brick Haus saga -- one more chapter will follow after this weekend. Well, truth be told, TWO versions of the final chapter will be posted next week. Due to the sheer VOLUME of votes on my recent poll, it didn't feel right to not give you guys BOTH of the endings that you've been wanting to read. One ending is already finished and ready to publish (I just finished it this morning), while the other version still needs to be written.

In the meantime, please enjoy this chapter...and what might be Brick's final moments as an intact male! :D

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How to break a Super Hero
Chapter 12 — Rescue?

Brick felt his massive balls compacting into even thinner patties of tortured nut meat, and he knew that the ignominious end to his mighty manhood had finally come. His massive bollocks were already collapsing under the hideous pressure, the thick shells of his massive man eggs already cracked and broken in hundreds of places, the incredibly dense meat rending and tearing under the godawful strain. His magnificent balls, the source of his legendary strength and manliness, were nearly dead already — they just didn’t know it yet. 

Suddenly, a klaxon began to sound in the big auditorium, a clarion call of alarm that could be heard echoing elsewhere throughout the big university complex. The piercingly loud alarm caused the crowd of villains to jump up in confusion and fear, and even Behemoth was stunned into momentary immobility, his palms still pressed a fraction of an inch away from each other and compressing the young hero’s flattened balls with unspeakable force. But the titanic brute quickly shook off his surprise, locking eyes with the frightened and confused Brick as an evil smile played across his ruggedly handsome features. Behemoth flexed his gargantuan guns one last time and prepared to slam his palms together, forever ending Brick’s future as an intact male. 

Suddenly Doc Evil’s loud voice cut through the chaos and commotion as he shouted, “Calm down, everyone! We’ve all prepared for this eventuality, as we knew our university could be discovered at any time. That’s why I’ve drilled our escape plan into you so many times. Could someone please shut off that blasted alarm! Thank you. Now everyone please gather your belongings and calmly exit the back of the auditorium in an orderly fashion. The escape rockets are located in the hangar beneath the building. Head there immediately! Everyone needs to vacate the university within the next 10 minutes, and we can regroup at our predetermined rendezvous locations. Understood? Good! Let’s move people!” 

The command issued, the student villains quickly gathered their books and bags and started rapidly filing out the back doors. The sound of other students, faculty, and employees hurrying in the hallways could be heard over the low roar inside the classroom. Within just a couple of minutes, the entire auditorium was virtually empty. Empty, that is, except for Doc Evil, Behemoth, and the captive Brick Haus. 

Doc Evil stepped over to the towering mountain that was Behemoth and said, “My sensors show that the rest of the League of Super Heroes has arrived. I don’t know how, but they’ve somehow found this hidden redoubt, and their timing is highly annoying. But no matter. We’ve gotten all that we needed from our handsome young hero here, and once we’ve regrouped at our new location, we’ll be more powerful than ever!” 

“What do you mean?!” barked Behemoth in his extraordinarily deep voice, anger clear on his ruggedly and exaggeratedly handsome features. “All of those canisters of Brick’s super spunk — they’re here in cryo storage in the basement vaults! If we flee now, then we’re leaving it all behind!” 

“Fear not, my massive young friend,” Doc Evil calmly replied with a knowing smile on his face. “I’m always prepared for any eventuality. I have been secretly shipping entire truckloads of Brick’s powerful seed to my hidden mountain laboratory almost since the school year began. All of that vast supply of the stud’s hero spunk — save for what you’ve collected in these additional 16 canisters, and the ridiculous amount of spunk that this mutant of pure sex has spewed all over my lovely auditorium — is already safely tucked away. We have everything we need to create a new master race of super mutants!” 

“But what about HIM?” Behemoth asked, gesturing at the bound and captive super hero, the young man who’s balls were still being squashed nearly as flat as pancakes in the giant’s massive hands. “I can’t risk having him produce even one more load of his mighty bull sperm. His balls MUST die! I’m gonna end this little stud’s family tree right here and now!!” The humongous mutant once again flexed his gargantuan arms in preparation for pulverizing Brick’s trapped testicles into useless mush. 

“Wait, wait, wait, my impatient friend!” Doc Evil replied with a wicked smile. “I agree with you! Brick Haus must not be allowed to remain alive, or at least not with his prize-winning bull balls intact. That’s why I’ve set a little trap for our hero’s friends. But it’s a trap that requires Brick remain alive and whole, at least for the moment. He’s the bait I’m using for my trap, and if he’s not around to be rescued, then the trap is ruined.” 

“And what of all of this spilled seed? There’s HUNDREDS of gallons of the sticky, gloopy stuff painting the whole back end of this auditorium! How do we make sure that the stud’s chunky goo doesn’t fall into someone else’s hands?!” 

“Trust me, Behemoth; I’ve got that covered as well.”

Doc Evil ushered Behemoth off to the side, forcing the giant to release Brick’s utterly mauled and mangled bollocks in the process. The basketball-sized spheres of ball meat fell heavily to the table with a wet and beefy SMACK!, the massive nuts quivering like they were filled with jellied goo… which was very nearly the case! Amazingly, however, despite the unbelievably heavy damage they’d just suffered, both mighty nuggets of man flesh were still separate and whole, though judging by their gelatinous quivering and overall battered appearance, it was clear that their continued survival had been a very close call indeed. 

The evil doctor then stood before the captive Brick Haus and locked eyes with the terrified but defiant young man, smiling condescendingly down at the unspeakably handsome lad. “I’m afraid this is where we part ways, my gorgeous super hero. I have no further use for you, and your friends will be here in just a few minutes, so I must take my leave. But I don’t want to leave you completely alone…” 

Doc Evil pushed a red button on a remote control device he fished out of one of his pockets, and the large desk in the center of the auditorium floor split down the middle and began to pull apart, revealing a trap door in the floor. Gallons and gallons of thick and gloopy nut butter began to wetly pour into the hidden vault below, even as a tall metal platform began to rise out of the floor. Atop the platform was an odd device made of metal and glass and wires, a complex-looking and roughly cylindrical contraption that measured perhaps a foot long by six inches in diameter. Brick’s beautiful blue eyes flew open wide when he realized that the device actually was. 

“Ah yes, I see that you recognize my little toy here. It is indeed a thermonuclear bomb, though one that is many orders of magnitude more powerful than anything yet developed by any of the world’s super powers. This little baby could flatten everything within a 50-mile radius, and create a cloud of radiation that would blanket an even more vast swath of land for decades to come.” 

“You probably don’t realize this, seeing as though you haven’t been outside of this auditorium and adjacent laboratory in more than nine months, by this university for the gifted is hidden in plain sight, right in the middle of New York City! There are therefore more than 20 million people within the immediate blast radius of this bomb, and many millions more across the East Coast who would be in the path of the subsequent deadly radiation cloud. I wanted you to know that, in these last few minutes you have left to your life. Millions of innocent lives are about to be snuffed out in a fiery hell of devastation, as well as the lives of you and the other members of your precious League of Super Heroes.” 

With that, Doc Evil pressed a second red button, and a digital display suddenly lit up on the device and started counting down from 15 minutes. 

“Goodbye, Brick Haus. It has been a distinct pleasure to witness you being brought so low. Behemoth, please gather those canisters — we must be going.” 

Doc Evil turned and started to head toward the auditorium steps, but Behemoth did not immediately make a move to follow him. Instead, he loomed over Brick once more, sneered down at the defeated hero, and said, “Here’s something to remember me by, stud!” 

Behemoth then cocked back his gargantuan right arm, made an enormous fist, and sent his titanic cannon of an arm careening downward directly into Brick’s swollen and unprotected balls. For the first time ever, the colossal muscle beast held nothing back, using every ounce of his freakishly super human strength to clobber and utterly squash the young man’s already deeply wounded and horribly battered bollocks. The devastating force behind that single blow was unlike anything that Brick had experienced before, and the entire building shook on its foundations as the shockwaves from the annihilating punch reverberated through the very bedrock beneath the floor. 

The effect on the handsome young muscle stud was immediate and spectacular. Brick’s entire, beyond-massively-muscular body tensed like it was just one gigantic muscle, and his powerful jaw dropped open in a silent scream of unimaginable agony. His titanic testicles were instantly crushed so flat that they seemed to disappear entirely beneath the massive club of Behemoth’s fist. Doc Evil thought at first that the gigantic mutant had finally obliterated Brick’s beautiful nuts with this final punch, and he feared that Behemoth had ruined the evil scientist’s plans to trap and slay the entire League of Super Heroes. The evil professor then suddenly realized with a start that Brick’s enormous testicles were indeed still present, but had simply been imbedded INTO the metal slab below! The force of Behemoth’s monumental punch had been so great that it had actually buried the young man’s tortured nuts several INCHES into the steel block! The theoretically unbreakable and indestructible alloy had actually bent and twisted and distorted under the tremendous blow, creating a shallow cavity that now cradled the remains of Brick’s crushed and pulverized nuts!  

Behemoth wasn’t nearly done with Brick’s shattered nuts, however. The massive brute began to twist his enormous fist into the squishy flattened mass of the young stud’s wrecked balls. Behemoth really ground his knuckles into all of that dense nut meat, twisting his huge fist like he was crushing an oversized bug beneath beneath a heavy heel. And judging from the wet and sickening scrunching and squelching sounds coming from those tortured and distorted bull nuts, the giant mutant was clearly succeeding. 

Brick finally found his voice, and the staggeringly handsome young muscle man began to screech in animal agony. His magnificent young body began to thrash against his restraints like he was having the most violent of convulsions, and Doc Evil was utterly shocked to see the thick metal encasing the young man’s wrists and ankles actually twist and distort slightly with the extraordinary strength of the super hero’s bloated muscles. The evil scientist realized that he needed to redefine words like ‘unbreakable’ and ‘impervious’, now that mutants as powerful as Behemoth and Brick Haus walked the earth. 

As Behemoth continued to steadily grind Brick’s big, bountiful balls into paste, the young man’s magnificent mega schlong hit orgasm one final time. Ferociously powerful contractions rocked the gigantic cock, making the proud organ swell and bloat with each massive pulse. The big piss slit at the tip of the young man’s fist-sized glans gaped open, ready to unleash a massive pulse of sperm…only nothing came out! No lush pulse of thick and chunky jizz jetted out under super human force! Not even a single diluted trickle of milky white fluids oozed forth! Brick’s formerly hyper virile balls were totally bone dry, utterly emptied by the recent attentions they’d received from Behemoth’s crushing hands, every last sperm literally squeezed right out of them. And now, judging from the even louder and ever more disturbing crunching and cracking and popping sounds issuing from beneath Behemoth’s grinding fist, it appeared that those magnificent gonads were being ground into permanent sterility as well!! 

“Behemoth!!” Doc Evil shouted, clearly annoyed with the massive mutant. “We have no time for these games! We must leave RIGHT NOW!!” 

“Oh, all right,” muttered the colossal muscle beast. He then leaned forward, bringing himself nearly face to face with the sobbing and babbling young muscle bull, and in the process forcing more and more of his titanic weight onto the huge fist buried deep into the very heart of Brick’s broken balls. “So long, little dude! It would have been great fun to feel your huge balls burst in my hands like a pair of grapes, but I guess that’s not meant to be. Instead, I’ll have to settle for grinding them into little chunks beneath this fist. Thank you again for the pleasure of mangling your nuts for nine months, and for the gifts of your super mutant strength, power, and virility. I’m only sorry that I can’t stay to watch you die!” 

With that, Behemoth pushed himself upright and drew his fist out of the young man’s pulped balls. Brick’s huge nuts remained disturbingly flat, only very slowly plumping back to something vaguely approaching their normal size and shape. There were still two distinct shapes encased within the lad’s massive, bruised, and abraded scrotum, but they no longer resembled the oblong spheres of muscular power and might that they had been even a short hour before. Behemoth sneered down at Brick’s wrecked and ruined manhood, then turned on his heel and began to gather up the waiting canisters of the hero’s pilfered fluids. Behemoth clutched the eight loose canisters under one massive arm, then used his free hand to lift the ENTIRE suction device, with the remaining eight canisters still attached, under his other arm. The massive piece of equipment must have weighed close to a ton, but Behemoth clutched it to his side like he was holding nothing heavier than a big football. 

An exasperated Doc Evil rolled his eyes and began working his way quickly up the auditorium steps, the massive form of Behemoth right on his heels. Neither of them so much as looked back as they exited the room, not sparing even a parting glance at the gorgeous young super hero who remained bound to the metal slab. The two villains instead hurried toward one of the escape jets that would whisk them off to safety, already forgetting the handsome hero and thinking only of their next evil and nefarious plans. 

Brick was left utterly alone in the big, cavernous room, with the only sound being his own shuddering breathing and choked back sobs of anguish. The pain in his ruptured balls was a fiery hell, and his nuts throbbed so hard in inhuman agony that he would have sworn that they must have been visibly pulsating in time to his thundering heartbeat. His massive nuts had continued to plump back up even after the villains had left the room, and were now almost back to their egg-like shapes. But the young super hero could tell that the nuts themselves were so heavily damaged and battered that even HIS mighty powers of healing might not be enough to restore them to full health. Behemoth’s final act of hatred and contempt may have finally unmanned the handsome stud, and he could only sob silently as the fantastic sense of loss he now felt. 

Perversely, Brick’s bloated bull cock remained as hard as ever, as if to mock the young man’s extraordinary loss. If anything, the monumental column of impossibly thick man meat looked even bigger than ever! A quiet corner of the young man’s pain-wracked mind found it ironic that his colossal cock had once again broken all previous records for length and girth, only there was no one here to measure it before it was consumed in a massive inferno of destruction. 

Brick gazed at the thermonuclear bomb resting so innocuously on the nearby metal pedestal, and wished there was some way he could warn the unsuspecting citizens in the surrounding city, some way to save them from their impending doom. His life as an alpha male muscle bull might be over, but he still wished desperately that he could save the lives of the millions of people currently standing within the detonation zone of the bomb. 

After a seeming eternity of quiet, lonely anguish, Brick could hear other voices in the hallways outside, familiar voices calling out his name. He shouted in return, “I’m in here!!”, and felt a momentary sense of joy and relief as he saw more than a dozen of his closest friends and allies pour into the auditorium. But that joy was fleeting as he realized what dire danger they were all facing. 

The look of surprise and horror on their collective faces spoke volumes, and Brick didn’t need to look down at his own heavily mangled cock and ruined bollocks to know the source of their shock and terror. Aurora was the first to find her voice and speak, saying, “Brick, we’ve been so worried about you all of these months! We’ve been searching desperately for you all this time, but couldn’t located a single clue to where you’d been taken. It wasn’t until we got an anonymous tip today, from someone claiming to be ‘The Mouse’, that we finally knew where to go. We all flew here as quickly as we could!” 

“Thank you,” replied a weary and careworn Brick. “But unfortunately there’s no time for reunions or celebrations. The device sitting on that pedestal over there is a massive thermonuclear bomb, and it’s set to go off in less than 5 minutes. I’ve used my x-ray vision on the bomb, and I can tell you that there’s no way of tampering with or defusing the device without setting it off early. There’s also no time to warn the city above, and not even time for all of you to evacuate. Doc Evil has sprung his vile trap, and now you’re all destined to die here with me.” 

A look of worry and fear passed over the eyes of all of the brave super heroes present, but Brick continued. “We only have one chance, one hope of saving the lives of countless millions of unsuspecting, innocent people.” 

“Phaser,” Brick said, locking eyes with a handsome and slender young lad. “I need you to use your mutant ability to phase items in and out of reality, and I need you to phase that thermonuclear bomb.” 


“Into my nuts.”

Thursday, October 5, 2017

Quick update...

Hi there everyone!

So I've been having problems accessing my own blog for a couple of months now. Yes, even I have to click the box stating that I approve of adult content before I can access my own blog! LOL! But sometimes for a week or more at a time, I get caught in this loop where I click that box and get sent right back to that same page, and I can't get in. That doesn't happen to me on any other blog I visit, so I can't tell what gives. Anyway, tonight I changed the settings to remove that adult content filter. I didn't see any other way of making sure I could continue to access my own site. Hopefully that works. And hopefully the blog administrators don't suddenly delete my blog for violating adult content rules!  :/  But if I'm absent for an extended period of time again, it might just be because I can't get into my own site!

In happier news, the recent poll closed, and by a SIGNIFICANT margin, you guys want to see Brick Haus' behemoth bull balls get blown to smithereens! Bwahahahaaaaa!!! ;) I'm working on the final chapter as we speak, and I can't guarantee which ending you'll see -- heroic or tragic -- or perhaps BOTH endings! :D

Please bear with me, though. I was hoping to find time to write this week, and every day have been thwarted by work-related bullshit. This weekend isn't looking much better, and next weekend is even worse, but I WILL finish this saga, I promise!

Thank you guys for your continued viewership and support! I'd continue writing these stories for myself even if no one else liked them, but it means a lot to get feedback from you all.

--Jayse

Monday, October 2, 2017

How to Break a Super Hero - Chapter 11f

How to break a Super Hero
Chapter 11f — The Final Torture Sessions

The sun began dipping down toward the horizon before Behemoth decided to take a short break and allow the long-suffering Brick a little breather. It was hard to tell the exact time through the diffuse light coming through the windows high up on the back wall of the auditorium, for such was the freakish power and unimaginable SIZE of the super hero’s colossal cum loads that even these windows, more than 30 feet above the floor of the auditorium, were completed coated and shellacked with a thick glaze of Brick’s super spunk. What little light could filter through was almost completely blocked by a thick sludge of male funk. 

Nevertheless, all of the assembled villains knew that the day was starting to come to a close…and with it, the end of Brick’s fabled manhood as well. 

A grinning Behemoth scooped up Brick’s huge and sagging right nard with one hand, and then clasped it between both of his massive paws, his fingers taking a strong grip at either end of the enormous, oblong sphere of potent man meat. 

“Please, Behemoth!” Brick pleaded, his rich and extremely deep voice long since grown hoarse with hours of bellowing and yelling. “Spare my balls! These tortures have been unspeakably cruel, even for a villain such as you. Please stop now! I don’t think my battered nuts can TAKE any more!” 

“Awww, your poor balls!” Behemoth taunted in return. “I don’t give a fuck about you OR your oversized balls, Brick! I’m going to wring every last drop of power out of you, and then wreck your freakish manhood forever. You and your super hero friends have been a thorn in my side for far too long, interrupting my plans and foiling my schemes. You say that you’re a defender of the weak, but you fail to grasp that the weak are MEANT to be dominated by the strong. And now that you are weaker than me, Brick, you’ll finally understand what it’s like to be truly dominated!” 

Behemoth squeezed down even harder with the fingers of both hands, gripping Brick’s swollen right nut even tighter, and then started turning his hands in opposite directions, twisting the thick and dense nut meat caught in between. Young Brick shrieked in inhuman agony, his baritone braying echoing off of the auditorium walls as the tortured tissues of his goliath gonad suffered even greater indignities and stresses as they were grotesquely torced and distorted. The cruel giant turned his hands one direction, and then the other, and then back again, twisting them just a little bit farther each time, until Brick was certain his tormented teste would simply HAVE to shred apart and burst inside his sac. But once again, Behemoth relented at the last moment, and let Brick’s massive whale nut drop heavily to the table with a loud and beefy SMACK! 

“I’m not sure if you’ve realized it yet, Brick,” Behemoth continued, “but your huge bull balls and enormous horse cock are even tougher now than they were just this morning. Like a blacksmith hammering the impurities out of a white hot slab of metal, I’ve been beating your mammoth manhood until it has been FORCED to grow stronger still, to grow stronger or PERISH. I’ll bet that if we bothered to check, your already hyper dense musculature has no doubt grown even thicker and heavier, and your fantastic strength has ratcheted up a few more astounding notches. Certainly, your powers of healing have accelerated, as has your capacity to recharge your balls even faster and fuller than ever before, and shoot out a truly mindblogglingly huge nut.” 

“But all of that pales in comparison to the ferocious strength that now resides in your mammoth club of a cock and those bloated basketballs of yours. This extended torture session has made them so insanely tough and resilient that most mutants couldn’t even hope to hurt them, let alone seriously harm them. They’re damn near indestructible at this point! Fortunately, I’m even stronger than your balls…” 

The cruelly grinning Behemoth encircled the neck of Brick’s heavy-hanging scrotum between his thumb and two fingers, and hoisted the immensely heavy sac of bull nuts upward, effortlessly stretching them a good 9 or 10 inches away from the stud’s sweating and heaving body. Even in their profoundly battered and sorry state, Brick’s mighty bollocks were utterly glorious, the biggest and most beautiful set of man nuts in the entire world. They were growing an angry red from all of the abuse, were slightly puffy and misshapen from all of their torments, and had lost a great deal of their rock solid firmness under repeated hammer blows from fists and clubs. But despite all of that, they were still the most magnificent bull balls in human history. 

“Contained inside these two huge nuts is the source of the awesome power that’s going to make me the mightiest mutant who ever lived. Even the hundreds of gallons of spunk that are flooding this auditorium, though more powerful than the sperm infusion that has given me this gigantic boost in strength, are not quite as powerful as the thick gloop still contained within these massive man lumps of yours.” 

“Before you suffer the demise of your fabled manhood, Brick, I want to reveal to you my ultimate plan. Hell, I’m revealing it to the entire room, for none of these weaklings is powerful enough to stop me. I’ll let Doc Evil inject all of these mutants with the super serum created from your already-harvested stud sperm. After all, I’m going to need a loyal army of super soldiers to solidify my dominance over this planet, and to help eradicate your super hero friends once and for all. But all of this prime stud spunk you’ve blown today? I’m going to make sure that every last one of these sperm cells is incinerated, destroyed so that it cannot be used to brew an even MORE powerful super serum.” 

“Except, that is, for the sperm still contained within these burgeoning bollocks.” 

“Ah yes, I can see the light of understanding dawning in those pretty blue eyes of yours, Brick! The load of sperm in these balls, the mightiest and most power-packed nut sludge of all, well that’s going to be harvested for sure. I’m going to have Doc Evil render that final load into the most powerful super serum of all, a mega dose of pure raw might that will be just for me! Think of it!! Your final load as a man will be the undoing of all that you’ve work for, all that you’ve tried to protect! Your final load will make me unstoppable, INVINCIBLE!!!” 

The hundreds of mutant villains in the audience started to shift uncomfortably in their seats, for only now did they realize that Behemoth intended to dominate them every bit as much as the rest of the world. At the same time, they had the even more uncomfortable realization that it was already too late to stop him, for the first serum infusion had already made Behemoth too powerful for any of them to oppose. And with his planned infusion of Brick’s final and supremely potent load, Behemoth would become so powerful that even his current form would pale in comparison! They could only sit back helplessly and watch in growing fear and terror as Behemoth prepared to finish off the only mutant who could have had any hope of standing up to the mighty muscle giant — Brick Haus himself! 

“You ready for one last lap around the torture track, little dude? I’m gonna OBLITERATE these huge fuckin’ mega nuts of yours, Brick, ending your supremacy as an alpha bull forever, even as I milk your super powers right outta your ridiculously huge cock. Kiss your mammoth manhood goodbye, you do-gooder fuck — it’s SHOWTIME!!” 

Behemoth then launched an assault on Brick’s balls that no man could have ever hoped to endure, an assault so violent and brutal that even the hardened villains in the room started to cringe in sympathy pain. With gargantuan arms, Behemoth swung back and landed punches that shook Brick’s balls around to their very core, and even caused the entire auditorium to shake! Brick’s balls immediately began to swell larger still, even as their remaining strength and solidity was rapidly being sapped from them.

Brick bellowed and hollered under the rain of punches, thrashing about in his unbreakable restraints with such ferocious strength that he threatened to tear his own muscular body apart. The pain was unreal, for Behemoth was no longer holding back as he’d done before. He was no longer trying to redline Brick’s mighty bollocks — he was trying to BREAK them! 

After a barrage of blows that would have reduced a good-sized mountain to gravel, Behemoth grasped a horribly battered ball in each of his monstrous hands and began to squeeze. The crushing force of both nut claws sent an urgent, stabbing pain throughout Brick’s entire loins, making the handsome hero’s entire body arch backward in agony. His screams and cries for help were terrible to hear, and a few of the villains actually began to weep at the sight of the fallen super stud. 

“How does that feel, little dude? I’ve got your whole WORLD locked in my hands, and I’m slowly crushing your massive stones to powder! Mmm, just LISTEN to them snap, crackle, and pop! Those thick walls surrounding your dense nut meat can’t take too much more of this abuse. They’re already starting to crack and fail in a dozen places — I can feel it with my bare hands! Yet they’re STILL fighting me, STILL struggling to stay alive and heal the worst of their injuries. I tell ya, Brick, these are some mighty nuts indeed!! It’s going to feel so awesome when they explode in my hands!” 

Brick’s mammoth balls had once been huge and round. Now they were flattened and distorted to such a degree that it looked like their thick innards were going to burst right out of their skin. Big bubbles of nut meat were oozing out between Behemoth’s clenching fingers, getting bigger and bigger as the muscle beast’s fingers squeezed their way into the very core of each colossal nut. 

“Get the canisters ready, Doc!” Behemoth called out, clenching his ridiculously oversized jaw and grinning madly as he poured more and more of his phenomenal strength into Brick’s failing balls. 

Doc Evil sprang into action, hurrying forward and fitting a condom-like catheter over the gigantic, bulbous head of Brick’s quivering and pulsating monster cock. This rubber condom had a long, plastic tube that connected it to the nearby suction machine. All eight of the 5-liter canisters were empty and waiting. Doc Evil then hurried out of the way, for he, too, was now afraid of the 12-foot-tall mountain of pure muscle that now loomed over the captive Brick Haus. 

“Time to empty these huge cum tanks of yours, Brick!” So saying, Behemoth changed his grip so that both of Brick’s mammoth nuts were now trapped between Behemoth’s far larger hands. He began to slowly press his hands together, effortlessly smooshing the titanic mass of softened nut meat in between his gargantuan palms. 

Brick bellowed in fresh agony as his two titanic testes were ground against each other, having nowhere else to go to escape the crushing force of Behemoth’s huge hands. The mammoth nuts were crushed flatter and flatter still, until finally the young super hero’s phenomenal virility simply couldn’t take it any more. 

With a thunderous cry, Brick’s cock shuddered and began to jettison perhaps the largest and most violent orgasm of his life. The young man’s monstrous horse cock bucked and shuddered like some wild beast as it gushed forth the liquid wealth of his loins, the white bullion that Behemoth and the other mutant villains so craved. The sheer volume of baby batter blasting forth with each pulse threatened to overwhelm the suction machine, making the rubber tubing bulge nearly to the breaking point as a deluge of raw sperm was being literally pressed from the young man’s massive nuts. 

On and on and on Brick’s orgasm raged, pumping out truly gargantuan volumes of sperm even as the critical space between Behemoth’s hands inexorably narrowed. The recent rain of murderous blows had ‘primed the pump’ to a degree not seen since the Nymph’s visit to the university many months ago, and Brick’s balls steadily filled canister after canister as they purged themselves of their almighty stud load. 

After nearly 10 minutes of continuous, pulsating orgasm, all eight canisters were filled and had to be replaced with fresh ones! And STILL Brick’s orgasm thundered onward! Brick was pumping out enough super potent nut sludge to create a hundred serum infusions, a THOUSAND, but everyone present knew that every last sperm cell raped from Brick’s loins would be destined for Behemoth’s ultimate power infusion. 

It wasn’t until a total of 15 minutes had ticked by that the flood of spunk from Brick’s massive cock began to ebb. Behemoth noticed the decrease in seminal volume, and shouted, “Oh no, you’re not NEARLY done yet, little man! I want more milk!! MORE MILK!!! MORE POWER!!!!!” The colossal beast clenched his teeth and pressed harder still, crushing the gigantic sperm tanks nearly flat beneath his massive hands. 

Brick bellowed in such supreme agony that several of the cum-smeared windows actually cracked, and the flow of spunk from his shuddering cock once more achieved flood-like status. Behemoth was clearly intending to squeeze every last sperm out of Brick’s utterly crushed balls, and his plan seemed to be working perfectly. 

After another few minutes, however, the flow began to ebb again, only much more quickly this time. Brick’s mighty sperm tanks were being crushed dry — literally — and added pressure seemed to bring forth smaller and smaller spurts of chunky cum. 

“I WANT MORE!!!” Behemoth bellowed. “MORE SPERM!!! MORE POWER!!! I want every last fucking DROP of spunk in those huge nuts of yours, Brick! Give me MORE!!!!!” 

Every last cubic centimeter of Brick’s mammoth and majestic bull balls was now pressed flatter than a pair of pancakes, crushed impossibly thin between Behemoth’s massive hands. The beast’s huge palms were nearly touching, the half inch or less between them containing the entire volume of Brick’s massive and hideously distorted balls. 

Brick thought he would pass out from the truly inhuman agony. The sickening crackling and crunching sounds had given way to wetter, squelching sounds, and the handsome young hero knew that his balls were almost ruined. He could feel continuous little pops going off inside of his balls as the incredibly dense and tough meat began to crack and tear apart. Little by little, Brick’s epic manhood was being destroyed, crushed to death between Behemoth’s unforgiving paws. 

The flow of spunk from Brick’s cock slowed to a thin and watery stream, then a mere trickle, and then a paltry dribble of milky white fluids. A few moments after that, one final, watery drop of nut spew dripped into the waiting tubing. Brick’s mighty well of manhood had finally been drained dry, and the potent seed of his mighty loins had been collected for the nefarious purpose of turning Behemoth into an unstoppable deity of muscle and power. Even in his agony, Brick knew true hopelessness for the first time in his brave young life, and he knew that his end had come. 

Still maintaining his crushing death grip on Brick’s nearly finished nuts, Behemoth taunted the young stud and said, “Thank you for this most generous gift of your sperm, Brick. You’ve truly outdone yourself this time! There’s enough raw spunk here to fill a goddamn bathtub! The serum infusions that Doc Evil will make from this batch of super spunk will make me invincible and invulnerable! Fuck, they might even make me fucking IMMORTAL! So thank you again for all that you’ve given today.” 

Behemoth subtly changed his grip, preparing to smash his palms together and utterly obliterate anything caught in between. He then addressed Brick one final time. 

“Even now, as horribly damaged and mauled as your huge nuts are, if I stopped right now, they’d no doubt heal completely, repairing all of this damage and ending up better and stronger than ever before. But if I let these nuts live, then there would always be the chance that someone else could harvest your super sperm and make a serum of their own. I can brook no rivals, Brick, so that’s why your big nuts must die. Well, that and because it’s going to give me great pleasure to feel these two huge bollocks burst like a pair of rotten melons! HA HA!! Oh yeah, these two titanic testicles are about to explode in a shower of nut guts, coating all of your gorgeous muscles in the remains of your once-fabled manhood. And when I finish pulping your nuts, I’m going to finally break that cock for real, snapping that ridiculously oversized cock in at least 5 or 6 places before ripping it right off of your body. Yes, little man, once I’m done with you, no one will believe that you’d ever once been an alpha stud. Time to say ‘bye-bye’ to these big bruisers of yours!” 

Brick squeezed his beautiful blue eyes shut against the impending agony, waiting for the moment when his mammoth balls would explosively collapse between Behemoth’s gigantic hands. He could feel the mutant’s gargantuan arms tense and flex as they prepared for one last final press, and a single tear ran down Brick’s gorgeous, sculpted cheek. The stunningly handsome young super hero was mourning not just the impending loss of his own manhood, but the very fall of humanity itself before an unstoppable Behemoth. He clenched his jaw in a final sign of defiance, and waited for the inevitable crush of Behemoth’s mighty hands…


Friday, September 29, 2017

How to Break a Super Hero - Chapter 11e

How to break a Super Hero
Chapter 11e — The Final Torture Sessions

All throughout the hundreds upon hundreds of cruel and varied tortures that Behemoth inflicted upon the hapless and helpless hero, Brick’s overactive virility was locked into overdrive, and he kept pumping out load after load after colossal, knock-you-to-the-ground load of his supremely potent and powerful stud sperm all over the back of the auditorium. The young hunk’s mammoth genitals had been so conditioned to pain that the greater the abuse heaped upon them, the more massive and spectacular his sperm loads — and the loads now being forced out by the mighty Behemoth were gargantuan indeed. 

Within the first hour, the entire back of the classroom was awash with Brick’s supremely thick and chunky spunk. An hour after that, and there wasn’t a square inch of the enormous blackboard that wasn’t covered in multiple layers of the hero’s thick and clotted goo, oozing down the slate surface in enormous and chunky globs of raw maleness. And within an hour after THAT, the entire floor at the bottom of the large auditorium was flooded several inches deep with the hyper abundant effluvium, and the sperm level continued to rise with each subsequent mega load. Doc Evil had to constantly refill and replenish the huge tanks of fluids, electrolytes, and proteins hidden beneath the floor and connected to Brick’s magnificent form through the IVs hidden in his ankle and wrist restraints, for Brick’s beleaguered balls were converting these nutrient-rich fluids into super spunk almost as fast as they could enter his system. Any other mutant’s bollocks would have been quickly burnt out and turned into useless, shriveled husks under such ferocious sperm-producing pressures, but mighty Brick had been a cum pumping machine for more than nine months, and he showed absolutely no signs of flagging now. 

Behemoth kept right on slowly ramping up the intensity of the tortures as the hours ticked by. Morning turned to midday, and midday transitioned into the early afternoon, and yet Brick’s mighty genitals doggedly refused to crumble. 

It was at least three or four hours into the marathon torture session when a stunned behemoth came to the astonishing conclusion:  the handsome super hero’s spectacular genitals were continuing to grow stronger and tougher — and perhaps even a little bit BIGGER — under the greatest abuses they had yet faced! Doc Evil had been incorrect when he concluded that young Brick had reached the pinnacle of his masculine achievement; indeed, the young bull stud was steadily gaining even more phenomenal strength and resilience with each punch, pummel, squeeze, and stretch! In fact, by early afternoon, Behemoth was pummeling Brick’s balls with a force that would have quickly broken the twin bull orbs at the beginning of the day, but which those mighty sperm factories could now endure and be ready for even MORE! 

With this discovery came the almost immediate realization that if Brick’s cock and balls — and indeed his entire, spectacular body — were becoming tougher and stronger and more powerful than ever under Behemoth’s relentless, merciless, and punishing abuse, then that also meant that the quality and strength of the young super hero’s voluminous slugs of stud cum were likewise becoming more and more powerful…and power packed! Behemoth made a decision then and there that he would be sure to harvest Brick’s very last seminal emissions, for his final bull load would contain the lad’s most powerful and perfect sperm. With this final load, Doc Evil could create the ultimate serum, one that would be so packed with raw power that it would guarantee Behemoth’s place forevermore as the strongest and most powerful mutant of all time. 

Behemoth had been inching toward his goal of pulverizing Brick’s mighty manhood into oblivion, but once he realized that the continued pummeling and punishing of the handsome hero’s cock and balls was making his colossal cum loads more powerful than ever, he decided to stretch out the blue-eyed bull’s suffering even longer. Behemoth wanted to harvest Brick’s final load at the absolute peak of the young muscle man’s masculine might, and not a moment sooner. 

Doc Evil had been constantly monitoring all of the wealth of data that was pouring in from his various sensors and diagnostic equipment throughout the epic marathon torture session, and thus he had reached the same conclusions as Behemoth, only more than an hour earlier. The genius professor could actually see the realization dawn in Behemoth’s deep-set, intelligent eyes, and he knew once again that he had chosen well when selecting the first mutant to receive the super serum. Doc Evil could almost hear the wheels turning in Behemoth’s sharp and perceptive mind, and smiled to himself when he realized that the colossal muscle giant was making the very wise decision to prolong Brick’s agony in order to even further refine the power-packed nut sludge pumping out of Brick’s columnar mega cock in almost continuous salvos of pure virility. 

An evil grin spread across Doc Evil’s chiseled features as he thought yet again how appropriate it was that Brick Haus’ own phenomenal strength and supremely superb genetics were the cause of even MORE suffering for the bellowing and braying young muscle bull.