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Friday, December 8, 2017

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 6

Here is the final installment in the Pumpkin Pounded series. I hope you enjoyed it! :)


Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 6
Based on an original story by Sack Stomper


Nathan picked out a large, bright orange pumpkin. It was by far the heaviest, largest pumpkin he had launched so far against Brad’s battered bull nuts, a true whopper of a pumpkin weighing a good 50 or 60 pounds. He quickly loaded it onto the catapult and pulled back on the arm, launching it forth like a missile directly at the big rugby player’s swollen, purplish stud nuts.


“NNNNNNGGAAAAA!!!” Brad’s handsome face turned dark red as a fresh scream was torn from his throat. He bellowed so hard that thick veins became visible all over his ridiculously thick neck.

The huge orange pumpkin collided with Brad’s hideously swollen ball bag with a sickening wet crunch. His mammoth bull balls, the source of his magnificent masculinity, were flattened to a mere half inch thick, at the absolute limit of bursting, before the pumpkin finally stopped traveling and bounced off to the ground.

“Fuck, that was awesome!” Nathan half-sighed, half-moaned, awestruck by the incredible strength and power still apparent in Brad’s goliath gonads, while at the same time reveling in the fact that the once rock-solid twin spheres of man meat were steadily growing positively squishy as they neared the end of their fabled resilience.

“I wonder how many more of those it’s gonna take,” Nathan absentmindedly said to himself as he loaded yet another orange pumpkin, this one even BIGGER than the previous one, and didn’t even bother giving big Brad a moment to catch his breath before launching it into his wounded bull nuts. 


“David, I hope you weren’t planning on having this muscle beast fuck you later, as he’s about to become a nutless wonder! Yeah, Brad, it looks like your fucking days are about to be over before they’ve even begun!” 


Brad bellowed in animal agony as he heaved himself against his restraints, pulling the heavy steel chains utterly taut with his desperate efforts to break himself free. Meanwhile, the latest pumpkin impacted his nuts with such terrific force that it crushed his massive testicles to barely more than a quarter inch thick, trapping them between the utterly immovable surface of the rough tree trunk and the smooth rounded surface of the invading gourd. It seemed for certain that Brad’s behemoth balls simply HAD to break this time, but the gourd miraculously bounced harmlessly away once again. Nathan noticed, however, that Brad’s bludgeoned and beleaguered nuts were starting to take noticeably longer to plump back to their former shape…

CRU-U-U-NCH!!! C-R-U-U-U-U-U-N-C-H!!!

Two more gigantic pumpkin missiles were launched in rapid succession, either one threatening to be the gourd that finally shattered Brad’s seemingly unbreakable balls. Both times, the pumpkins flattened Brad’s entire sex life into a squishy, quarter-inch-thick patty of tortured nut meat, but both times those mighty man balls somehow survived without bursting. The twin man orbs were swelling even more rapidly now, the testicular trauma reaching truly legendary proportions, and it was painfully obvious that almost every last ounce of strength had been — quite literally — pounded right out of them. 

An intense, mind-bending pain radiated from Brad’s mangled nutsack, which the handsome young muscle jock was sure was already completely and thoroughly ruined. He looked down at his beaten and horribly battered package and saw that his balls, though monstrously swollen and a dark, angry red, still appeared to be whole, though they were pulsing in non-stop, unbearable pain.

Nathan was eager to inspect the heavy damage he had inflicted on the huge muscle man’s mighty sex organs, so he temporarily left the pumpkin cannon and sprinted forward to Brad’s side. The big muscle bull was taking in vast lungfuls of air, trying to catch his breath after the most recent barrage against his massive testicles. Tears were streaming down his breathtakingly handsome face, and his green eyes were pleading for a mercy he knew would not be forthcoming. 

“Let’s see if either of your big boys have broken open yet!” Nathan said with a wicked gleam in his eyes. Brad’s once-beautiful nuts were now a total wreck, bloated to monstrous proportions, hideously bruised and discolored, and clearly no longer the rock-solid orbs of mighty man meat that they had been a mere hour ago. Nathan decided to focus on just Brad’s left nut, clasping the mammoth, puffy sphere between his palms and pressing down with all of his considerable strength. Brad struggled and moaned as his great bollock easily flattened down far more than Nathan was ever able to achieve before, smooshing down to less than an inch in thickness. The gigantic orb was much, much less firm than before, but still resisted Nathan’s efforts to make it burst between his hands. 

Nathan dropped Brad’s left nut and scooped up his sagging and equally swollen right ball, and clutched the mushy nut between his hands. Brad’s right nut was noticeably softer than his left, and compressed down even farther between Nathan’s palms. Brad’s struggles took on a renewed urgency as his right bollock flattened down to just a half inch thickness. 

“Fuck, man!” Nathan exclaimed. “Your huge nuts are TOAST! Look at how fucking SQUISHY they are! I couldn’t even DENT ‘em before, and now look — I got your fat whale nut squashed down thinner than a hamburger patty! This feels fucking AWESOME, man!! I wonder… what it’ll sound like… when it bursts!” Nathan taunted through clenched teeth as he pressed both of his hands together with all of his might. He could feel the outer shell of that mammoth bollock start to crack as the huge ball began to literally collapse in his hands. 

Nathan then noticed that Brad’s cock, which hadn’t grown the least bit soft since he and David had begun making out over an hour ago, was now starting to leak precum again. The massive cock looked even harder than ever, in fact, so hard that it surely HAD to hurt! Nathan would also have sworn that even more thick veins than ever before were popping up all over the colossal length of that mighty shaft, looking so bloated and swollen that they threatened to burst right through the skin. Nathan released Brad’s profoundly distorted and nearly broken right nut, letting it slowly plump back up to its normal, if horrifically swollen, shape. He then grasped the colossal cock shaft before him in both hands, amazed once again at the sheer phenomenal SIZE and POWER of that almighty cock. Despite the bruises and lacerations marring its 15+ fantastic inches, it was still the most beautiful monument to masculinity that Nathan had ever seen, and he once again ached to drop to his knees and worship this herculean demigod before him. 

Instead, he slowly and firmly stroked the massive, cum and pumpkin-gut slickened schlong with both hands while taunting the huge rugby stud. “Dude, seriously, this huge cock of yours is some kind of a sick joke! I mean, it’s not bad enough that you’re clearly the world record holder for longest human cock, but this ridiculous girth of yours basically GUARANTEES that you can’t fuck ANY human orifice! Ha! I mean, what the fuck is the USE of a cock like that?! It’s a waste of prime quality cock meat, in my opinion. Hell, there’s enough fucking beef here to create TWO big bull cocks, maybe even THREE, cocks that would be the envy of any man!” 

“Besides, how are you even still HARD?! I’ve fucking WRECKED your bull nuts, man, and nearly broke your huge cock, too. Yet here you are, still hard as a fucking CROWBAR!! That’s fuckin’ CRAZY, man!! And what’s the fuckin’ POINT!?! Maybe your big balls haven’t actually popped yet, but they’re clearly totally ruined. They’re fuckin’ MUSH, man! There can’t be a single viable sperm cell left in those huge fuckers, ‘specially not after those three monster loads you blew. All of your potential future babies are now strewn in the dirt all around you, gettin’ churned into mud, and there ain’t NOTHIN’ more coming out of those huge swollen lumps that you used to call balls. I fuckin’ robbed you of your virility, dude, your very MANHOOD!! Your dumb jock cock just doesn’t know it yet. Well, now I’m gonna rob you of what’s left of your balls!!” 

Nathan jogged back over to the big pile of discarded pumpkins — now reduced by nearly half after an hour of relentless hammering to Brad’s huge cock and swollen balls — and started clearing some of the smaller pumpkins out of the way. He then braced his feet and began to push, and starting rolling the biggest pumpkin yet toward the waiting cannon. This was a true monster of a gourd, a pumpkin that had to be a good four feet in diameter and in excess of 250 pounds! It took all of Nathan’s strength to roll the huge pumpkin over to the cannon and then hoist it into place in the waiting cradle, his heart thundering in his chest from both excitement and exertion, in equal measure. 

Meanwhile, both Brad’s and David’s eyes flew wide when they saw the sheer SIZE of the pumpkin Nathan had selected, and both young men began to struggle harder than ever before against their steel bindings. Brad in particular looked like he was going to rip his massively muscled body apart in his attempts to snap the various heavy steel chains holding him in place and shackling him to the huge oak tree. Nathan paused for several long moments to drink in the spectacular sight of Brad’s monumental muscles bulging and flexing and swelling in fantastic detail as he threw every ounce of his phenomenal might against his chains. Brad’s massive hairy chest in particular seemed to explode into even more gigantic dimensions as the mighty rugby player struggled desperately to save his mammoth nuts from imminent annihilation. His titanic horse cock also seemed to flex and bulge larger than ever as Brad fought against his restraints, as if it, too, were straining heroically for release. 

Nathan knew he’d be replaying that heavenly vision in his mind for the rest of his life. 

The grinning and lust-crazed assailant addressed Brad one last time. “Looks like this is the end for your huge nuts, buddy. Your weak nuts are so heavily damaged now that I could probably finish them off with just one of the smaller, cannonball-sized pumpkins. But your huge stud balls deserve to go out with a bang. That’s why I’ve selected this granddaddy of all pumpkins for your final send off. And judging from the way your massive horse cock is pulsing and quivering and drooling long strings of precum, I’d say you’re as eager as I am to have your huge stones shattered into meaty shrapnel. Get ready for the trip of your life, Brad, cuz your mighty balls are about to become history!” 

With that, Nathan pulled the lever and launched the final gourd. 

The gigantic pumpkin was a blur as it streaked toward its twin targets, a massive orange boulder hurtling with unerring precision and ferocious speed toward the matched pair of reddish-purple stud stones. 


The resulting impact was cataclysmic. 

Everything seemed to suddenly move in slow motion for all three men as they all watched, transfixed by varying mixtures of horror and lust, as the gigantic pumpkin collided with Brad’s agony-filled testes. The ball-busting gourd met virtually no resistance as it plowed into the tender and puffy balls, effortlessly crushing them down to six inches, then five, then four, then three, then two, with no apparent slowing of the massive orange missile… 

Brad’s goliath nutsac, so thoroughly battered and tenderized by more than an hour of nonstop abuse, barely offered any resistance at all. The once rock-solid testicles now looked more like a pair of oatmeal-filled water balloons as they collapsed more and more under the nut-bursting gourd’s unstoppable onslaught. The pumpkin continued plowing forward with tremendous speed and annihilating force, seeming to barely register the squashed organs underneath it. And Brad’s humongous balls got flatter and flatter and flatter...

Brad’s balls looked like the world’s biggest hamburger patties as they were flattened down to just one inch, and then were crushed flatter, and flatter, and flatter still. David sobbed in horror as Brad’s behemoth balls were flattened to just half an inch in thickness, the massive twin spheres of man beef bulging grotesquely around their gigantic invader. Nathan felt his own rock hard cock twitch spasmodically in his pants as Brad’s magnificent balls, his utterly enormous spunk bunkers, were flattened to a mere quarter inch thickness, redlined past all conceivable endurance…and then flattened even further!! 

Many dramatic events then took place simultaneously. 


The force of the impact was so violent, so unbelievably forceful, that both of Brad’s wafer-thin testicles, pushed beyond any conceivable level of endurance, simultaneously exploded inside of their bruised and abraded nutsac. The gorgeous rugby star threw back his handsome head and uttered his most thunderous, full-throat bellow of agony yet, his powerful neck muscles bulging to even more bull-like proportions as his animal-like roar of agony echoed across the clearing. But as loud as Brad’s cry was, it couldn’t drown out the sickening double SPLAT!!! of his mighty mega balls being crushed out of existence. It sounded like something wet and firm, like two ripe tomatoes, being obliterated with a sledgehammer. It was the loudest, most horrible sound that any of the men had ever heard. Brad’s huge, beefy sex organs — the quintessence of manhood — had been turned into mush.


Brad’s balls disappeared entirely beneath the pumpkin as the mammoth gourd collided with the thick tree trunk itself and exploded. A titanic burst of disturbingly flesh-colored pumpkin guts splattered all over the tree trunk, Brad’s corrugated belly and monstrously muscular thighs, and the muddy, cum-soaked ground. The lower half of Brad’s spectacular body, as well as the tree trunk itself, was festooned with great globs of stringy pulp, thick chunks of rind, and thousands upon thousands of pumpkin seeds, as if in a cruel mockery of the mighty and manly virility that the pumpkin had just destroyed. 


With a final and insane burst of brute strength, the heavy steel chains shackling Brad to the tree snapped in quick succession, sounding almost like a rapid-fire staccato of gun fire as the quarter-inch-thick links simply cracked and shattered, no longer able to withstand the young stud’s unspeakable muscular power. Brad’s mighty arms and mammoth legs were finally free, but it was moments too late — the damage and destruction had already been done. 

Brad’s spectacularly muscular body remained locked in the most glorious, powerful flex the other two men had ever seen, the young man bellowing in epic pain and loss, even his gigantic penis, that monument to masculinity, throbbing and pulsing like some great flexing beast, despite the loss of the massive balls that had once powered the young man’s extraordinary manhood. 

That’s when the miraculous happened. 

Brad’s herculean cock gave a mighty pulse, and then another, and then yet another…and then let loose the single greatest rope yet of thick, chunky, and almost blindingly white cum. The nearly finger-thick splurt of splooge had to be at least 5 or 6 feet long, and it shot out with such force that it collided against the pumpkin cannon itself, over 40 feet away, painting a thick white stripe across the deadly machine. The sight was as spectacular as it was impossible, for the shattered remains of Brad’s massive nuts should not have been capable of pumping out a single drop of sperm, let alone the greatest cum geyser that the world had ever seen!  

The first shot was followed by a second, and a third, and a fourth, in what was rapidly shaping up to be the greatest testicle purge yet from the hyper virile young muscle stud. Nathan had to leap out of the way to avoid being lashed by cum himself, as more and more of the thick jizz streamers splatted all over the cannon. It was a stunning display of defiance, as Brad established his dominance over the mighty cannon by pumping his own baby batter all over the cursed contraption. 

After 5 or 6 colossal salvos of splooge, the screaming agony in his pulsating and convulsing bollocks became too much for Brad, and the huge man collapsed heavily to his knees in the muddy ground, still bellowing in pain and pumping out even more of his prime stud seed. 

Both Nathan and David were racked by spontaneous orgasms of their own, their untouched cocks unable to hold back any longer after witnessing such an heroic display of power and manhood. Nathan’s cock shot off in his jeans with a power unlike anything he’d ever felt before, making him weak in the knees as he flooded his pants with more cum than he’d ever before shot in a single load. David’s own thick 9-incher also exploded in a soul-rending orgasm, his tight, muscular body bucking against his restraints as he shot a huge porn star load all over his smooth belly and well-muscled chest. The young man sobbed as he witnessed the destruction of his would-be lover’s mammoth and beautiful seed pods, and his orgasm seemed almost like a final farewell to the gorgeous rugby player’s once-spectacular manhood. David’s lithe young body was also being struck by thick wads of Brad’s own super human load, huge chunks of sperm shrapnel that exploded in all directions from the pumpkin cannon. The young gymnast soon looked like the recipient of the greatest bukkake session of all time, even as more sperm splattered his body from both his own cock and Brad’s great rearing trouser beast. 

Even as Nathan convulsed in the throes of the greatest orgasm of his young life, his eyes couldn’t help but travel to the mangled sack of mush hanging so huge and heavy from between Brad’s columnar thighs. Huge globs of broken pumpkin kept dripping off of Brad’s ruined sac, and Nathan’s eyes grew wide in amazement as more and more of Brad’s nutsac was revealed…including the very distinct spherical shapes of two WHOLE AND INTACT bull balls!!! Nathan couldn’t believe his eyes at first, but the proof was there before him, hanging huge and heavy between Brad’s widely spread thunder thighs — somehow, impossibly, Brad’s beefy, behemoth balls had survived the annihilating impact with the 250-pound pumpkin! 

Nathan’s eyes then shot back to the oak tree, and his mind almost snapped at what he saw. A huge, half-inch-wide crack extended vertically up a portion of the massive tree trunk, extending about a foot in both directions from the impact site of the final pumpkin. The earth-shaking, thunderous cracking sound he had heard was not the sound of Brad’s mighty bollocks finally bursting spectacularly in their battered sac, but was instead the sound of the hardwood BENEATH those burly balls shattering under the force of the blow. Somehow, the terrific force of that impact had traveled THROUGH Brad’s beefy balls and into the tree itself, cracking the super tough wood while leaving the mighty bollocks themselves intact! 

The cruel college student nearly passed out as a second, even more powerful orgasm swept through his body, making his balls cramp so hard he thought for sure that they would implode. This time he did in fact fall to his knees as a small and watery load spurted into the crotch of his already cum-soaked pants. Nathan’s lust-filled dreams of revenge had somehow been thwarted, for Brad’s behemoth balls had proven themselves too tough to break! 

Brad seemed determined to impregnate the entire MEADOW with his impossibly copious stud seed, for his fourth orgasm of the afternoon was even bigger and more powerful than the three that had come before it! The kneeling muscle man continued to flex and roar throughout his monumental cum load, pumpkin guts dripping from his crotch and legs as his gigantic cock shot out the mightiest nut in history. His sexual plumbing had been pulverized, his enormous testicles mangled, pulped, and crushed nearly to smithereens under the onslaught of the last, giant pumpkin, but Brad was now proving just what a mighty stud he truly was by showing that, despite all of the trauma, bruising, and horrible abuse, his oversized sex organs were still in full working order! 

Nathan had the sudden urge to charge at Brad and kick him in the nuts, perhaps finishing off the big muscle man’s profoundly wounded and weakened balls with his own feet and fists. But Brad seemed to read Nathan’s mind, for he suddenly stopped bellowing, opened his beautiful green eyes, and locked a stare of pure hatred and anger at Nathan. The terrified assailant stumbled backwards on his hands and feet for a good dozen yards before scrambling upright and taking off at a dead sprint, heading for the safety of the nearby forest. Brad just remained kneeling, a snarl of fury on his gorgeous face, his great chest heaving as he huffed and puffed to regain his breath. His massive, rock hard cock continued to burp out the dregs of his monster load into the spermy puddle beneath him, his colossal orgasm finally ratcheting down to a close. 

With a visible effort, the huge rugby player heaved his great muscular bulk to his feet, and laboriously walked the short distance over to where little David was still lying on the ground, naked and cum-soaked and shackled to the thick roots of a big tree stump. The smaller man shrank back in fear as Brad reached down toward him, fearing that the herculean muscle man might take out his revenge on him. But instead, Brad’s huge hands wrapped around the 8-inch-thick tree root, and the mighty muscle man clenched his teeth and braced his feet as he began to pull against the root with all of his might. David watched in awe as he got to see Brad’s magnificent muscles bulge and flex up close, looking even more frighteningly powerful than ever. A few seconds later, there was a reverberating cracking sound of the great tree root shattering and splintering into a hundred pieces, freeing the scared and sobbing young man. 

Brad then leaned forward again and gently scooped David up into his massive arms, and held the smaller man tight against his magnificent chest. David’s fear instantly melted away as he felt himself literally engulfed by Brad’s embrace, and he threw his own arms around the big man’s wide, wide shoulders and powerful bull neck, burying his face against one of Brad’s cannonball shoulders as he once again began to sob in guilt, shame, and relief. 

The pair held this embrace for many long moments before Brad gently lowered David back to the wet and muddy ground. In his deep and husky voice, Brad said a single word, “Hospital,” and that sound galvanized David into action. He gathered up their clothes into one of his arms in a whirlwind of activity, and then wrapped his free arm around Brad’s astonishingly muscular waist and assisted the much bigger man toward their waiting truck. 

Brad had to walk slowly and with a wide-legged stance, for even the gentle bumping of his stretched out sac against his rock solid thighs sent waves of sickening agony throughout his massive body. It seemed to take an eternity to reach the truck, and Brad almost collapsed several times from the searing, throbbing agony in his pulverized nuts, but the pair somehow made it to the truck. David helped Brad heave his huge bulk into the passenger seat, and then the naked gymnast climbed in the driver’s side. He fished Brad’s keys out of his discarded jeans, turned on the ignition, and then gunned it for the nearly hour-long drive to the closest hospital. 

The pair made quite the extraordinary sight when they finally arrived a County General. David managed to throw on his jeans when they arrived, but was still shirtless, his upper body absolutely covered in thick layers of drying splooge, and sporting a pair of iron manacles around his wrists connected by a three-foot-long length of thick chain. Brad was an even more astonishing sight, huge and handsome as he was, and with such a super human sized set of block and tackle dangling between his muscular legs. The young man’s magnificent cock had finally and slowly grown soft over the course of the long drive, and now hung like a long, limp, and lifeless third leg over a set of balls so swollen, so bruised, so profoundly oversized that they didn’t look remotely human. The emergency medical team was stunned for several moments as they took in this awesome sight, but their training quickly took over as they ushered both young men into the emergency room… 


The story was soon the talk of the entire college town, and was quickly spreading. David was released from the hospital later that day with a clean bill of health, but Brad remained in the hospital for an entire week as his bloated sexual organs recovered from the terrible abuses that had been heaped upon them. His massive testicles looked to have been touch-and-go for the first day or two, but the swelling and bruising began to quickly subside - far faster than the doctors and nurses would have thought possible - and by the third day it was clear that the mighty young man was going to make a full recovery. Nevertheless, they kept Brad in the hospital for a full 7 days, wanting to be absolutely sure that the young college lad was going to be okay. 

David visited with Brad every day, spending the entire day at the big man’s bedside and sharing long, heart-felt conversations with the younger and far, far larger man. David apologized profusely for his role in leading Brad into Nathan’s trap, and swore he knew nothing about the extent or brutality of Nathan’s plans. For his part, Brad readily forgave the smaller man, and believed David’s innocence. And the romance that had been simmering under the surface for weeks suddenly blossomed into true love. By the time Brad was released from the hospital at the end of the week, there was no doubt in either of their minds that they were now far more than just friends. 

Before the next week was out, Brad had moved out of the dorms and into David’s one-bedroom apartment. Their budding relationship quickly became famous across the entire campus, and their nightly lovemaking was the stuff of legend. Contrary to Nathan’s taunts, David found that he COULD accommodate Brad’s behemoth bull cock — or at least a portion of it — both down his talented throat and up the muscular bubble butt of his tight little ass. He was still a long way from accommodating that enormous muscular beast all the way down to the wiry pubes, but he was confident that, in time, he’d reach that lofty goal. 

As for Nathan, no sign of the young man was ever found. By the time the police investigated the young mens’ shared dorm room many hours after the assault, it was clear that Nathan had already been through there and hastily packed up as much of his stuff as he could. The young man had left town without a trace, and had obviously gone into hiding, no doubt fearing reprisals from both the law and a very big and very angry Brad. 

For their part, Brad and David lived a blissfully and erotically happy life together. But they both knew in their heart of hearts that they had not seen the last of Nathan, and that the young man would reappear some day to try to exact his revenge against them…

Friday, December 1, 2017

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 5

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 5
Based on an original story by Sack Stomper


Brad’s cruel roommate returned to the pumpkin cannon and made some very slight adjustments to the brutal weapon. Satisfied with his changes, Nathan loaded yet another pie pumpkin into the contraption, and then addressed Brad again. 

“Like I said, I’m going to give your battered balls a little rest…but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to keep hammering your manhood. Your huge balls have been stretched halfway to your fucking knees, dude, stretching out all of those thick cords and cables that keep those mighty nuts attached to your body. All of those connections are now contained in a 6-inch-long tube of vulnerable flesh stretching from your sweaty crotch to your swollen balls. I wonder what would happen if I started hammering that slender column of flesh with more pumpkins…” 

With a snicker, Nathan released the lever and launched the next pumpkin, which slammed directly into the center of Brad’s stretched-out scrotum, mashing the middle of that slender scrotal neck against the tree trunk. Brad’s eyes flew wide as he was assaulted by a whole new kind of pain, the pain of having his internal plumbing brutally scrambled. It took him a moment or two to find his voice, but Brad was soon once again bellowing in animal agony, his mighty manhood under assault once more. 

As Nathan cackled with glee, he launched pumpkin after pumpkin into the tube-like neck of Brad’s overstretched nutsac. The young muscle bull grunted and bellowed in pain as the tough cables anchoring his balls to his crotch felt like they were going to be pulled from their moorings, or simply crushed to uselessness. 

Nathan adjusted the cannon’s aim so that the pumpkins took Brad both high and low in his sac, and everything in between, making sure that not a single inch of his long nut cords escaped the punishing abuse. He paid special attention to the top of Brad’s elongated scrotum, right at the juncture of the impossibly thick root of the rugby player’s monster cock and the anchor point where the thick cords and fibrous tendons that connected Brad’s bloated and battered balls entered his body. Nathan hammered that particular spot over and over and over again, almost as if he was trying to sever Brad’s nuts off at the very base by crushing his scrotum until it simply pinched right off. 

“You feel that?!” Nathan cried. “That’s what I call a ‘pumpkin vasectomy’, you big-balled freak! HA!! I’m gonna fuckin’ crush all those cords so bad that any viable sperm you might still have left in your scrambled balls is gonna be trapped inside them forever! Hell, your huge, heavy nuts might tear loose altogether as I crush your cords to a pulp! Yeah, can you feel your big balls dying on the vine, you fuckin’ stupid muscle bull?!” 

After more than three dozen pumpkin salvos to the sac, Brad’s scrotum was a horrible mess, just as red and purple and swollen as his heavily traumatized balls. Worse, his entire sac had dropped another couple of inches until it was stretched out an unbelievable EIGHT INCHES from his crotch, with the giant pendulous gourd hanging now hovering only about 2 inches from the sperm-muddied ground. Surely at least SOME of the young man’s ball cords had been snapped or severed under the brutal pummeling! But judging from the amount of fiery agony still throbbing from the battered bollocks themselves, Brad knew that his tenderized testicles were somehow still alive and attached to his body. 

Nathan was satisfied that he’d sufficiently mangled Brad’s internal plumbing, and decided to move on next to the stud’s towering masterpiece of a cock. He hauled a truly huge pumpkin to the base of the oak tree, one that was several orders of magnitude larger than any he had used before, more than twice as big as the one still hanging from Brad’s mangled balls, and once again grabbed a length of steel cable from his duffel bag. This time, the first loop of the cable went around the shaft of the young man’s granite hard penis, just behind the swollen and bulbous head where the shaft briefly tapered downward to its narrowest (but still unbelievably thick and beefy) point. Nathan pulled downward on the lassoed mule dick, levering it downward from its nearly upright stance. The mighty groin muscles at the base of Brad’s huge cock fought back, but with a great amount of effort, a huffing and panting Nathan was finally able to lever the massive prick down until it was horizontal and pointing straight at the cannon. Only then did he tie off the other end of the cable around the stem of the huge pumpkin, keeping the stallion-like member locked in place by the sheer weight of the huge gourd. 

David was once again sobbing openly as he saw what Nathan intended to do. A look of terror also filled Brad’s own soulful green eyes, for he realized that Nathan wasn’t going to be content with just destroying his balls — he clearly wanted to break his massive bull cock as well! 

Nathan grasped the bound hunk’s straining penis in both hands, feeling the tremendous heat and power coming off of that rock hard and vein gnarled dick. The mammoth member was still coated in the remains of its second colossal load, as well as fresh purgings of its copious clear precum, so Nathan’s gripping hands easily slid up and down the mighty column of man meat, greasing his titanic pole into a nearly frictionless surface. Nathan was once again struck by how frighteningly thick the shaft was, and he realized that the young man’s revelation about still being a virgin shouldn’t have come as a surprise — his cock was clearly too monumentally thick to fit into ANY human orifice! Even with both hands, he could barely encircle the thickest part of the shaft! He wondered just how strong that titanically thick shaft really was, and intended to put the huge fuck stick to the ultimate test. 

All of the stroking and manhandling was having Nathan’s desired effect on poor Brad. His pleasure centers were being expertly stimulated along with his pain receptors, and the big muscle boy could feel yet another huge load start to churn in his deeply aching balls. And given how much pain his balls were already in, this added stimulation was making them scream even more. 

“You know,” Nathan said as he used one hand to cruelly and roughly doorknob Brad’s huge and overly-sensitive cock head. “I would have gladly worshipping this massive cock of yours. While it would have been physically impossible for me to accommodate the tremendous bulk of your massive schlong in my ass or my mouth, I would have still given you pleasure like you’ve never known. But instead, you chose to give your affection to a little pipsqueak of a guy like David. A runt of a guy who looks more like a boy than a man, despite the size of his own big cock. You could have had a REAL man like me, but no, you made the wrong choice. And that choice is going to cost you…” 

Brad could feel his load building and building, despite Nathan’s terrifying words and his cruel treatment of his scratched and lacerated cock. The huge muscle stud knew that he was going to spew his load soon, and despite himself, he began to moan in pleasure. 

“Before I’m done with you, I’m going to take away everything that defines you as an alpha bull stud. I’m going to break your cock and obliterate your balls. But because I’m such a nice guy, I’m going to let you break your cherry before I take away your manhood forever. And since you can’t fuck a human being, and I don’t have any oversized livestock handy, you’re gonna have to fuck the next best thing — a pumpkin!!” 

Nathan suddenly released Brad’s quivering and pulsating organ, which had been just a few strokes away from spewing its pent up bull load, and sauntered back over to the cannon. He then started looking over the noticeably dwindling but still enormous supply of pumpkins available to him before making his selection. “Yes,” he said with satisfaction, “this one should do for starters.” 

Nathan lifted up a good-sized white pumpkin, about the same size as Brad’s own massively bloated nutsac, and loaded it into the cannon. He then adjusted the cannon’s aim so that it was locked onto the huge, purple, bulbous head of Brad’s massive man cock. He placed his hand on the cannon’s lever and then paused, taking in the beautiful sight of his captive muscle stud. 

Brad’s herculean cock jutted at LEAST 15 inches straight out from his muscular and sweaty crotch, maybe even more. The mighty organ was steely hard and desperate to shoot. The thick veins running all up and down its monster shaft were even more bloated and distended than ever, and the young man had never felt his bull cock so frighteningly engorged with blood before. His cock was so hard that it actually HURT. The massive weapon bobbed slightly with each heartbeat, tugging uselessly on the cable anchoring it to the huge pumpkin below. Each throb also tugged on the young man’s brutalized nutsac, causing the handsome young bull to wince in pain. He was on the razor’s edge of ejaculating, and he was desperate to hit his nut one last time before his manhood was stolen from him forever. 

“PLEASE!!” David begged once again. “Don’t do it Nathan! Please don’t hurt Brad anymore! Just let him go. I promise I won’t tell anyone what you’ve done, and I promise to never talk to Brad again. Just PLEASE, let him GO!” 

“It’s too late for that,” Nathan cruelly replied. “This huge muscle beast needs to pay for the pain he’s caused, and pay dearly.”

With that, Nathan pulled back the lever and sent the big white pumpkin flying. 


The big gourd sailed directly into Brad’s bound cock, slamming right into the tip of his massive schlong. As if in slow motion, the stud’s spongy cock head flattened partway as it absorbed the initial force of the blow, but as the pumpkin kept plunging forward, shockwaves were visible up the entire length of the young man’s stupendously thick cock shaft. The whole member seemed to retract partway into the young man’s muscular body as if retreating from the charging pumpkin. But the stud’s mammoth cock could only push perhaps half an inch into its muscular foundation, and the rock solid shaft was therefore forced to take the remainder of the blow. 

But then the velocity of the pumpkin suddenly slowed and ceased, and then it changed direction, bouncing off the tip of Brad’s proud cock and landing among the field of shattered, gooey pumpkins with a wet thud. Brad’s cock had survived! 

“Hmm, looks like we need to use a bigger pumpkin,” Nathan quipped, an evil smirk on his face. Sure enough, he rummaged through the pumpkin pile and picked a slightly larger pumpkin, a yellow one this time, about the size of a beachball. He loaded it into the cannon and, without ceremony, launched it at Brad’s quivering monster cock. 


“AAAARRRGGGHHHH!!!” Brad bellowed as his cock was forced to endure another head-on collision from a huge pumpkin traveling at high velocity. Once again, his mighty bull cock was able to absorb the blow, forcing the gourd to bounce away into the dirt. But his cock was starting to look the worse for wear, particular his huge spongy cock head, which was starting to turn an angry dark red from the force of the impacts. 

“Let’s try a third one,” Nathan said with a grin, selecting an even larger pumpkin from the pile, an orange pumpkin that was bigger than any of the pumpkins that had been shot at Brad’s huge nuts. He loaded the cannon and sent the huge gourd flying. 


“NNOOOOOOO!!!!!” David cried as he watched the big orange pumpkin crash into Brad’s bound and immobile cock. This time, the force of the impact caused Brad’s mighty cock shaft to bend to the right by more than an inch, and the short stud feared the muscle man’s huge cock might snap in half. But amazingly, the steely hard cock held and repulsed the huge gourd, immediately snapping back to its previous ramrod straight length. 

Brad’s cock head was definitely looking like it was in serious pain now, for it was starting to swell and turn an unhealthy shade of purple, with fresh bruises erupting all over its surface. Yet somehow, the college jock’s huge billy club of a cock remained hard as a rock, drooling precum as if it might still shoot off one last load. 

DAMN it!!” Nathan shouted, frustration obvious in his voice. “Guess we’ll need to use an even BIGGER pumpkin!” He selected a white pumpkin this time, one that was bigger still than the three that had come before it and far, far heavier. He loaded it into the cannon and said, “Time to kiss that ridiculously oversized stud cock of yours goodbye, Brad!” 


“GAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!” Brad screamed as the huge pumpkin slammed right into the badly bruised head of his massive cock. Nathan fully expected the stud’s huge cock to snap in any number of places, and indeed a profound bowing bend appeared along the entire length of the huge shaft, arching upward as the young man’s mighty penis was forced to recoil from the blow. But at the last moment, when it seemed Brad’s cock simply HAD to snap in half, the pumpkin’s force motion was ground to a halt, the huge beefy organ snapped back to ramrod straight attention, and the huge gourd fell uselessly to the earth. 

“No FUCKING way!!!” Nathan shouted. “Jesus fucking CHRIST, you’ve got a tough cock there son! But I am GOING to break it, one way or the other. I guess it’s time I broke out the big guns…” 

So saying, Nathan bent over the pile of pumpkins and picked out a truly huge gourd, one of those dark orange pumpkins with the really thick walls. It was about the size of the large pumpkin hanging from Brad’s heavily bruised and swollen balls, though it weighed considerably more. Nathan grunted with effort as he loaded the huge pumpkin onto the cannon’s launcher. He then turned to gaze at Brad’s mighty cock one last time, drinking in the stud’s perfect male beauty and utter studliness, for he knew that it was all about to come to an end. For his part, Brad was panting and moaning and grinding his hips, looking for all the world like he was about to hit orgasm yet again, and not like a man who was about to have his proud manhood annihilated. 

“FORE!!!” Nathan cried as he released the lever. 

The huge, dark orange pumpkin rocketed through the air as if in slow motion. David cried out in terror, unable to tear his eyes away from the impending destruction of the most beautiful male member in history. Brad simply grunted, and his mighty truncheon of a cock gave one last, almighty flex just as the gourd made impact with his battered and swollen cock head. 


For an instant, Nathan thought the sharp and thunderous sound he heard was of Brad’s mighty cock snapping in half, destroyed by the onslaught of the onrushing gourd. In fact, it appeared that that might very well be the case, for the length of Brad’s enormous cock seemed to disappear, almost as if it was collapsing upon itself like an accordion. It took Nathan’s confused mind several seconds to realize that instead of snapping like a huge celery stick, Brad’s battering ram of a cock had actually punched a hole clear THROUGH the outer wall of the pumpkin, cracking right through its incredibly tough rind! And the disappearance of Brad’s enormous cock shaft was simply the young man’s monstrous cock plunging deep into the pumpkin’s gooey interior. 

“GRRRAAAAAAWWRRRRR!!!!!” Brad roared as his cock incredibly hit orgasm for the THIRD time that day, and his muscular hips began to buck as he pumped slug after slug after unbelievably ENORMOUS slug of his fresh stud juices deep into the very center of the huge pumpkin. More amazing still was the fact that Brad’s mammoth cock was flexing so extraordinarily hard that it was not only keeping the huge pumpkin impaled on his shaft aloft, but it was ALSO lifting the second massive gourd hanging from it by a steel cable right up off of the ground by several INCHES! The combined weight of the two massive gourds must have been well in excess of 200 pounds, yet Brad’s cock was almost effortlessly rearing upward by several inches with each phenomenally powerful pulse, and letting the chained pumpkin slam heavily against the ground with each relaxation! 

Nathan’s hand fell limply from the cannon’s lever and his jaw dropped open in shock and amazement. Neither of the other two men could believe what they were seeing as they watched this herculean hunk fuck the one pumpkin impaled on his cock and lift the second one up in the air over and over again, only to slam it back down to earth between each mighty phallic flex. 

Brad’s orgasm raged on and on, seeming to be bigger and even more ferocious than the two that had come before, if that could even be humanly possible. The huge muscle stud kept on bucking his hips, his massive cock vomiting forth what had to be a truly earth-shattering load into the skewered gourd. After a full minute, Brad’s mighty orgasm showed no signs of stopping, though thick rivers of his prime baby batter began to ooze from around the puncture hole created by his thick and veiny cock. The achingly handsome hunk just kept right on grunting and groaning and pumping out his splooge like the super human bull stud that he was. 

As Nathan and David watched, the chained pumpkin hit the ground with a particularly hard smack, and a large crack appeared up the front of the huge gourd. The next slam caused that crack to grow larger and wider, as did the next, and the next. Brad roared and his cock gave a particularly violent shuddering spasm, which caused the chained pumpkin to strike the ground so hard that it immediately shattered into chunks. With his mighty cock freed of at least half of the weight holding it down, it was free to rear powerfully upward on its next mighty throb. So powerfully, in fact, that it launched the dark orange pumpkin right off of his cock! 

The huge gourd tumbled through the air, a huge gush of fresh stud cum pouring out of the hole punched into its heart by Brad’s almighty bull cock. The huge pumpkin flew upward almost 6 feet off the ground at the top of its graceful arc, and then crashed to the ground about halfway to the cannon, a good 20 feet from the young stud’s still pulsating and pumping cock! When the dark orange pumpkin struck the ground, it split cleanly in half, its structural integrity no doubt compromised by the big, 4-inch diameter hole violently bashed into its side. As the gourd split in two, it poured out what had to be at LEAST a gallon of prime stud sperm, dousing the earth with a deluge of thick, rich, sticky man cream. 

Some half-crazed corner of Nathan’s mind giggled as it realized that Brad couldn’t entirely say that he was a virgin anymore, as he had just fucked a huge pumpkin to death. 

Both Nathan and David were so shocked by this incredible sight that they couldn’t move for several long moments. The only sound that could be heard was the soft, rough, rhythmic grunting coming from Brad’s half-parted lips and the SPLASH-SPLASH-SPLASH of his huge ropey wads striking the already cum-spattered earth. 

It took a full TWO minutes for Brad’s latest load to ratchet down to a low rumble, and even longer for any of the three men to recover from the awesome sight they had just witnessed. The massive cock had beaten the pumpkin cannon against all odds, and as it throbbed proudly skyward and drooled out the dregs of its gargantuan load, it seemed to wear its various scratches, bruises, abrasions, and other wounds with pride, like battle scars earned against a worthy opponent. 

Nathan was utterly flabbergasted, and didn’t know at first what to do. His eyes finally landed upon Brad’s swollen and stretched out nutsac, and conscious thought seemed to suddenly come back to him. He perhaps might not be able to snap Brad’s ridiculously huge and freakishly bull cock in half, but he could still put a permanent end to the stud’s sex life and obliterate his manhood once and for all. 

Thursday, November 23, 2017

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 4

Pumpkin Pounded - Chapter 4
Based on an original story by Sack Stomper


Nathan addressed his hunky captive once again, saying, “Now, I’ve been pounding these big puppies of yours from the front, but to be really effective, I ought to be slamming them from all sides, don’t you think? So I therefore believe that a little repositioning is in order!” Without warning, Nathan jabbed both of his tasers into Brad’s deep, hairy, muscular armpits and shocked the huge hunk full blast, this time tasering him even longer than he did the first time. Brad’s eyes crossed as he convulsed in his restraints, unable to escape the searing agony of the electricity coursing through his massively muscular body. 

When Nathan finally removed the tasers, Brad fell limp against his chains, rendering him temporarily helpless once again. Nathan used that opportunity to flip his massively muscular form around so that he was now facing the tree, his enormously muscular arms embracing the mighty trunk and his equally mammoth legs wrapped around the tree’s base. His still rock hard cock was trapped between his chiseled abdomen and the rough bark of the oak tree, while his gargantuan gonads hung down, massive and vulnerable, between his widely-spread thighs. 

“Hmm, your gigantic thighs and big, beefy ass kinda block those huge balls of yours from view. Let’s see what I can do to make them a better target… Ah, here we go!” Nathan first pulled a short segment of log from the wood pile and placed it between Brad’s legs, face up, so that it created a simple stand. He then pulled a particularly large pumpkin from the pile, using both hands due to the pumpkin’s great weight, and carried it with some effort over to Brad. He placed the pumpkin on the short wooden stump between Brad’s feet. The pumpkin had an unusually long and thick stem, one that curved back on itself to make the perfect handle. 

Nathan next grabbed a short length of metal cable from his duffel bag and made a very large loop at one end and slipped it over Brad’s bloated stud nuts, pulling the loop tight so that both massive nuts were trapped at the bottom of their oversized sac. Then he made a second loop at the other end of the cable, one that was barely long enough to slip over the pumpkin’s thick stem. Brad’s huge nuts were now in essence connected to the huge pumpkin. 

Without warning, Nathan kicked the log stand out from under the pumpkin, letting the huge gourd fall toward the ground…and taking Brad’s bound balls with it! The huge orange pumpkin easily weighed 80 or 85 pounds, maybe even more, enough weight to yank most men’s nuts right off of their body, but Brad’s mighty whoppers managed to pull the gourd up short just a few inches from the cum-spattered earth. The huge muscle hunk cried out in surprise and pain as his humongous nuts were roughly and brutally stretched to a full FIVE inches from his body, but the mighty cords and conduits connecting his huge nuts to his magnificent body held strong. The huge pumpkin was left hanging in midair, gently swaying back and forth, as Brad’s mammoth nuts supported the gourd’s entire weight! 

“THAT’S more like it!” Nathan gleefully exclaimed. “Now those huge balls of yours will be MUCH easier to hit!” 

And indeed they were. Nathan returned to using the smaller pie pumpkins, wanting to stretch out Brad’s torture and emasculation for as long as possible, and shot gourd after gourd unerringly into Brad’s bound and defenseless nuts. Instead of being trapped between the pumpkin and Brad’s own crotch, his battered bollocks were now being crushed against the rough and unyielding trunk of the oak tree itself, an even more solid surface than the young man’s own muscular crotch. Nathan launched the pumpkins as quickly as he could, often with only 2 or 3 seconds between the ejection of one pumpkin and the next, allowing Brad’s nuts the barest minimum of time to recover from one devastating blow to the next. 

Sometimes, the pumpkins would burst upon impact with the young man’s impossibly dense and super tough gonads, coating them and the tree behind them with stringy vegetable guts and slick pumpkin seeds. Each time one of the pumpkins exploded in this manner, Nathan imagined that it was Brad’s own massive nuts splitting wide open, spilling their own meaty guts and raw man seed all over the uncaring ground, and this imagery spurred him to continue hammering and abusing Brad’s screaming bollocks without mercy or respite. 

Other times, the pumpkins would remain solid and intact even after colliding with Brad’s great bull nuts. It was these harder, denser pumpkins that did the most damage to the young man’s low-hanging bollocks, crushing Brad’s balls with unbelievable force and threatening to squash them flatter than pancakes. These pumpkins would often strike so hard that pieces of the bark beneath Brad’s nuts would crack and chip away, shattering in all directions like wooden shrapnel. This rough bark also began to abrade the silky soft flesh of Brad’s huge nutsac where it was pressed up against the tree trunk, the sharp edges creating dozens of scrapes and shallow lacerations all over the face of the gigantic ballbag. 

Nathan also had the bright idea of setting the huge dangling pumpkin to gently spinning, which would twist Brad’s ridiculously stretched out scrotum first one way and then another. He would then time the pumpkin cannon to shoot its next volley to strike at Brad’s nuts from whatever direction he desired — the front, the rear, the sides, and everything in between. When Nathan managed to hit Brad’s nuts directly side on, it forced the outside nut to absorb the initial impact, and then send it crashing into its twin. The brutally powerful blows threatened to force the outside ball to pass THROUGH the one closest to the tree, and more than once, it looked like one  or the other of Brad’s huge bollocks would break apart in the process, but somehow, doggedly, they continued to endure. 

Over time and after many, many impacts from the offending gourd cannon balls, the rough bark had abraded the young man’s soft and delicate scrotal sac on all sides, and soon its entire surface was covered in scratches and abrasions. But these superficial injuries were nothing compared to the damage being inflicted upon the thick, beefy core of each of Brad’s mighty bollocks, and a sobbing David feared that even if Nathan were to stop right now, the injuries already inflicted on those two massive, swollen bull nuts might be fatal to the huge sex glands. The gargantuan bollocks had swollen bigger than ever under all of the relentless abuse, and had now turned an ugly and mottled shade of reddish-purple, clear signs that the delicate testicular tissues were already heavily traumatized. Just how much more could the handsome stud’s mighty nuts take before they simply burst apart in their bruised and battered sac?!?

Meanwhile, Brad’s goliath bull cock remained just as rock hard and erect as ever, even though it too was suffering scratches and abrasions from being pressed so hard against the rough tree trunk. With every flex of his huge muscles or involuntary buck of his hips, Brad was rubbing the underside of his magnificent penis against the rough side of the tree, almost like he was fucking the mighty oak. The hard and crackled surface of the tree trunk was rougher than sandpaper, though, and before long the impossibly thick underside of Brad’s mega schlong was bright red and raw from all of the rubbing. 

None of that reduced the young stud’s boner in the slightest, however. In fact, Brad’s cock seemed to swell even larger and harder as the slow demolition and obliteration of his nuts continued. It shouldn’t have been a shock, then, when the handsome hunk’s massive dong hit orgasm for a second time through nothing more than the brutal pummeling of his nuts and the rubbing of his angry cock against the rough tree bark, but both Nathan and David were nevertheless caught completely by surprise when this second orgasm slammed into Brad’s muscular, straining crotch with the force of a freight train. 

After more than three dozen pumpkins had thudded against the young man’s aching and screaming balls, hammering them from every direction and threatening to reduce them to nothing more than a huge fleshy sack of ground chuck, Brad’s hyperactive libido just couldn’t take it anymore. As had been obvious with his first orgasm, the searing, inhuman pain exploding inside of his battered testicles had crossed wires with his sense of pleasure, so the continued abuse was hammering at his pleasure centers as much as it was his sense of pain. And no pain that a man could experience was greater than having his most delicate man parts systematically bludgeoned and beaten to death. 

The first awesome seminal blast was completely trapped by Brad’s own extraordinarily muscular body, and gushed wetly into the tiny spaces between his deeply etched abdominal and chest muscles and the wide tree trunk itself. But so voluminous was even this first blast that it immediately overflowed the limited space between the tree and the young man’s body, and big slugs of the super human cum wad spurted out messily to either side of the young stud’s heroically flexing body. 

Another pumpkin slammed into Brad’s battered nuts just after the first slug of stud sperm left his body, and as Brad arched backwards and uttered a deafening bellow of agony, the tip of his cock head was revealed as his mammoth chest and upper abs were peeled away from the trunk’s surface. The second mighty jet of spume was therefore unimpeded as it rocketed skyward. From Nathan’s vantage point 40 feet away, it looked like a fountain of white cream had been placed between the young man’s magnificently muscular body and the massive oak tree, for the volume and force behind this second sperm salvo didn’t seen even remotely humanly possible. The gigantic rope of cum blasted at least half a dozen feet above Brad’s own head, nearly catching in the lower branches of the oak tree, before reaching the apex of its climb and then falling downward in a shower of big, gloopy slugs of stud jizz. 

What followed was an inhumanly monstrous orgasm that easily matched Brad’s titanic load from just some 20 minutes earlier. Astoundingly massive and unbelievably thick streamers of cum erupted from the young man’s pulsating cock as if the handsome stud hadn’t cum in a year. And by the time his mighty balls had finished purging themselves of their second goliath cum load more than a full minute later, the entire front of Brad’s exquisitely muscular body was completely coated in his own pearlescent spew, and the front of the massive oak tree was similarly shellacked in a liberal coating of stud jock man jizz. 

But cruel Nathan didn’t let up for a moment. Not only did he continue hammering Brad’s balls with cannonball-sized pumpkins throughout his colossal ejaculation, he kept right on pulverizing the stud’s screaming bollocks long after his second orgasm was complete. Nathan gleefully noted that Brad’s mighty bull balls had begun to weaken and soften over time. Initially, the pumpkin missiles could barely put a dent in the muscle stud’s massive balls, but over time, each impact started to compress the incredibly dense nuts flatter and flatter. Brad’s huge balls continued to immediately rebound to their egg-like shapes as soon as they had repulsed the latest gourd missile, but there was no doubt that their phenomenally thick and tough outer walls were finally starting to break down under the relentless abuse. Now, more than half an hour after the first pumpkin had been launched into Brad’s magnificent man nuts, each new collision of gourd-on-bollocks was causing the young man’s titanic testes to flatten to only half of their original thickness. Nathan knew he was well on his way to breaking those huge nuts wide open! 

Brad’s mind was such a whirl of pain that he didn’t notice at first then the continuous pummeling of pumpkin missiles had suddenly ceased. His massive, cum-slick chest heaved as he tried to regain his breath, the underside of his cock felt like he had been fucking a bed of broken glass, and his throat felt raw from all of the hollering and bellowing. But none of that pain could even BEGIN to compare to the atomic surges of pure agony pulsing from his horrifically bruised and battered nuts. Since he was bound face-first against the huge oak tree, Brad couldn’t see his own balls from his current vantage point, but they felt like they had been reduced to a mangled mess of ruined nut meat. 

Nathan could see, though, that while Brad’s nuts had indeed swollen to nearly twice their already monumentally enormous size and were almost uniformly covered in purple bruises, the two massive orbs were clearly still whole and intact. The young man was astounded by his captive’s strength and staying power, and he walked forward to investigate. 

Brad’s entire body tensed as he felt the unexpected touch of Nathan’s hands once again grasping his beyond-massive balls. This time, though, the man’s touch felt gentle, almost reverent, as his hands softly cradled the enormous mass of battered nut meat hanging between the young man’s gargantuan thighs. Nathan gently rolled the enormous orbs in his hands, awestruck by how utterly massive they’d swollen. Each mammoth whale nut had originally been too big to fit in one of Nathan’s big hands, and now they had bloated so huge that even with both hands, one titanic nut would fill them to overflowing. 

Nathan released his hold on Brad’s right nut and wrapped both of his hands over the goliath left orb, lacing his fingers together around the rear of the huge bollock and placing his thumbs side-by-side on the front. Then, without warning or preamble, Nathan began to press with all of his might, drilling his thumbs downward into Brad’s softening nut meat. 

“GAAAAAAARRRRRGH!!!!!” Brad bellowed in renewed agony as he felt Nathan’s thick thumbs plunge deep into his left ball. Nathan’s eyes grew wide and his grin took on an insane cast as he watched the titanic orb distort in his hands, bending into shapes that no man’s testicle was meant to endure. Brad’s gorgeous green eyes felt like they would bulge out of his head as Nathan’s thumbs dug deeper and deeper into the bloated and distended nut. Brad was sure Nathan wasn’t going to stop until his fingers and thumbs were touching, and he began bracing himself for the wet, loud ‘POP!’ of his great nut bursting at any moment… 

Nathan was in absolute heaven. The object of his greatest sexual desire, the most magnificent human male to ever walk this earth, was bound to an oak tree and absolutely helpless before him. And he was now clutching half of this epic stud’s heroic manhood in his hands, feeling it slowly crumble and collapse in his annihilating grip. The young muscle man’s bellowing and frantic efforts to break free of his heavy steel chains only served to further heighten Nathan’s already extreme arousal, and he felt like his own big cock would spurt its long overdue load into his pants at any moment. He was determined to totally ruin this gorgeous stud, to turn him into something less than a man, and he knew that the handsome hunk’s bulging left nut only had seconds more to live. 

But try as he might, Nathan simply could not get that massive bollock to burst! His face was flushing a deep red with the effort he was pouring into his big hands, and his own arms started quaking. Nathan could feel Brad’s huge, round nut getting flatter and flatter, and flatter still, big bubbles of softening nut meat oozing between his clutching fingers. But he soon reached a point where the colossal nut refused to compress any further, remaining a rock hard, firm meaty patty in his hands. Nathan uttered his own warlike bellow as he pressed down as hard as he could, willing his thumbs to dig through that final inch or so of hard flesh separating his thumbs from his fingers, expecting at any moment to feel his thumbs plunge through that dense, beefy barrier and feel the juicy stud nut implode in his hands. 

But that moment never came. 

With a final cry of frustration and fury, Nathan released Brad’s nearly cracked bollock, and watched the tortured orb quickly resume its usual oblong shape. He could see that his fingers had left marks of fresh trauma in the young man’s tortured nut flesh, but the huge ball had defied him yet again, maintaining its structural integrity against the greatest force he could exert on the mammoth orb. 

After panting for a few moments to catch his own breath, a wry smile crept over Nathan’s handsome features. “I gotta hand it to you, Brad,” he said, with a note of admiration in his voice. “You’ve got a pair of supremely tough coconuts there! Any other man’s nuts would have long since been reduced to nothing more than a bloody smear against that tree trunk, but your ridiculously oversized balls are somehow still in one piece! I would have said it was impossible for a man’s nuts to endure so much abuse, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes. Yup, you are a stud among studs, Brad, no doubt about that!” 

Nathan absently gave the huge pumpkin hanging from Brad’s overstretched balls a short, sharp kick, sending the huge gourd to swaying once again and ripping another grunt of pain from Brad’s barrel chest. 

“But you know what, I think I’ll give your balls a rest for a little while. Give ‘em a chance to firm up a bit for the fun still ahead. Besides, there are other parts of your body I’d like to torture as well.” 

With that, Nathan took his tasers in his hands once again. He jabbed one into the small of Brad’s phenomenally muscular back, just above the twin meaty globes of his humongous bubble butt, and thrust the other into the base of Brad’s skull at the very top of his impressively thick, bull-like neck. The young muscle god managed to choke out another bellow of pain as his entire body was sent into convulsions. Nathan hit the discharge button on both tasers for more than 20 seconds this time, far longer than he had in the past, reducing Brad to a limp stack of muscles, completely unable to defend himself. The cruel captor used this opportunity to once again reposition his studly victim, shackling him so that he once again faced forward. The huge gourd was still hanging from the young man’s tortured balls, and it swung around wildly during the stud’s repositioning, causing even further agony to the handsome hunk. 

“What a gorgeous sight!” Nathan exclaimed as he stepped back to admire his handiwork. And it was true — the bound college stud was indeed the most stunningly beautiful sight that either of the other two men had ever seen. The achingly handsome and magnificently muscled young bull was looking much the worse for wear after all of the brutal treatment he’d endured, but that only served to make him look even more powerful and masculine and brutally sexy. The whole front of his body, from his chest down to his ankles, was completely coated in a thick layer of his own chunky effluvium, filling the air with the heady reek of raw male sex. The underside of his gargantuan horse cock was covered in abrasions and lightly bleeding from several shallow cuts, but was just as rock hard and magnificent as ever, pointing heavenward and drooling even more of his seemingly endless supply of clear lust honey. 

But it was the young man’s behemoth balls that took center stage. Further loosened up by the relentless pounding and by having a nearly 100-pound pumpkin hanging from them for more than half an hour, Brad’s bloated bag of bollocks was now hanging down an astounding SIX INCHES from his crotch, creating a ridiculously elongated rope of nutsac containing the all-important cords, cables, and vessels that kept the young man’s balls attached to his body and gave them continued life. 

The balls themselves had swollen so large that they looked too big to belong on any creature, man OR beast! Each massive, egg-shaped orb had now bloated so huge that they were bigger than most of the pie pumpkins that had been hurled against them. But though they felt softer and squishier than any pumpkin, Brad’s bollocks still had a hard and solid core, which they had proven time and time again against an onslaught of more than 100 pumpkins. The healthy pink color of less than an hour ago had been replaced by a mottled dark red and deep purple, visible evidence of the terrific trauma that had been meted out to the young man’s mighty bull balls over the course of the afternoon. 

The herculean hunk nuts had stoically endured savage abuse that would have destroyed any other man’s balls dozens and dozens of times over. And not only had the massive bollocks survived and remained whole, they’d blown the two most freakishly massive loads that either of the other men had ever seen, back to back, simultaneously proving both their super human toughness and their supreme virility. But the question remained — exactly how much damage had those two massive balls already received? Even if Nathan stopped now, would those twin lava factories survive the damage they’d already endured? Were they so heavily mauled and mangled that the young man was already sterile, effectively a eunuch? Or was is possible that they could still recover from even THIS level of abuse…as long as the torture stopped right now? 

These questions seemed moot, however, for as Nathan once again manned his pumpkin cannon, it seemed clear that the jealous and lust-crazed college student was determined to redline the young jock’s balls to the breaking point and beyond.