Thursday, August 13, 2020

2020 - College Wrestler in Distress

Sorry for the delay in posting -- my two blogs have been attacked by spammers lately, so I've been discouraged from keeping up with my posts. But I wanted to share another of the new drawings I made back in March and April. In this one, a supremely hot and hunky college wrestler is being double-teamed on the mat. He's already stunned and dizzy from being on the receiving end of some brutal attacks, so one of his opponents is able to easily hold him down while another plunges pile-driving fist after pile-driving fist directly into his huge, Spandex-clad nuts. 

And it looks like his rock hard cock is about to blow a massive cum load into those straining shorts! 

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    1. Coach Peters was sweating bullets as Gregg entered the ring.

      He couldn't believe it had come down to this.

      It had started so simply. A little bet there, a little poker here. But soon Lady Luck had nickel and dimed him into debt with a less than patient bookie.

      He had been given a deal. His team throws this set of matches and they wouldn't start breaking things.

      The bookie would bet against Coach Peter's team and win on the long shot.

      And long shot it was the Roosters were the cocks of the walk right now. And the biggest Rooster was Gregg. He was unstoppable. Hell, he was expected to be recruited for the Olympics.

      Coach Peters had always been straight with his players, with his boys. He laid it out for them what was going to happen to him if they didn't help. They all agreed. He was proud and disappointed at the same time.

      Now it was the big day. Trying to throw matches without looking like they were throwing them had resulted in some wins. So it all came down to Gregg.

      That's when Lady Luck kicked him in the balls. Right before Gregg entered the ring they found out a recruiter for the Olympic Wrestling team was there to watch Gregg.

      That was why Coach Peters was sweating. Which right thing would Gregg do.

      ONE TWO THREE

      It was over while Coach was still worrying. Gregg had pinned his opponent in flash. The match was over. The game was over. It was all over.

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    2. Gregg was ecstatic the next day when he went into practice. He had been asked to go to Olympic Training Camp.

      He couldn't wait to tell coach and the team.

      Coach wasn't in the locker room when he got there. They were to suit up and he would meet them at the ring.

      Gregg tried to tell his team mates the good news. But they still seemed to be upset at him about yesterday.

      Coach wasn't there when Gregg went out. He was still looking around to tell him the good news when a sucker punch to the back of his head knocked him unconscious.

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    3. When Gregg came to he was being held down spread eagle by his obviously angry team mates.

      The weirdest part was that some one had stroked his mammoth cock to erection. It felt like there was a rope around his scrotum or something holding his huge manhood in place.

      Looking between his legs he saw Coach Peters walk up. His arm was in a sling. His fore arm and hand were in a cast.

      In a creepy pass along his team mates finally told him what was going on.

      “They broke his arm.” One player said.

      “They broke his hand.” Chimed in another. Each one added more.

      “They broke his fingers.”

      “We should break your arm.”

      “We should break your hand.”

      “We should break your fingers.”

      “You wont be able to go to the Olympics.”

      “But we wont.”

      “We will break things you don't need to wrestle.”

      “THAT YOU DON'T NEED AT ALL.”

      They never said anything else for the next several hours. They let what they did to his package speak for them.

      PUNCH PUNCH PUNCH

      POUND POUND POUND

      Gregg pleaded with them to stop.

      TWIST TWIST TWIST

      TUG TUG TUG

      After awhile Gregg stopped sounding like a man and like an animal squealing in pain.

      KICK KICK KICK

      STOMP STOMP STOMP

      Gregg in his pain regretted how huge and tough his balls were.

      PULL PULL PULL

      GOUGE GOUGE GOUGE

      His prized cock was the first to go. It delicate inner membranes ruined. It was now just a misshapen mass.

      PUNCH POUND TWIST

      TUG KICK STOMP

      His left nut gave out first, crushed after hours of abuse into pudding.

      PULL GOUGE PUNCH

      POUND TWIST TUG

      His right testicle just wouldn't break. Gregg prayed that it would to end this agony.

      KICK STOMP PULL

      GOU

      With an audible sploosh his right ball finally gave out.

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  3. With the help of some sympathetic alumni on the police force the official story was that a rival team took there jealousy out on Gregg. They had decided to make the big Rooster into a Capon.

    After surgery it was determined that Gregg could still wrestle. The sympathy vote from the ordeal got him onto the Olympic Team. And his smoothness in his groin kept him there.

    Coach Peters was able sell copies of the ordeal on the dark web to pay for his medical bills and gambling debts.

    As for Gregg's team mates. They had gotten a taste of something they couldn't give up. There was a string of athletes neutered by “Rival Teams”. It seemed to be random, different sports, different teams, different skill levels. The only thing the victims had in common was their previously giant gonads.

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    1. Holy heck, that has got to be the HOTTEST comment anyone has ever given for one of my drawings!! Thank you!!

      Amazingly brutal! I love how Gregg's manhood proves to be super strong, but not invincible -- lasting for HOURS under relentless abuse, but in the end being reduced to little more than a messy stain on the wrestling mat. ;)

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    2. I had a sudden thought. Do you mind if I paste the picture and my story on my blog.

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    3. Oops, sorry -- I hadn't noticed your message earlier. And YES, by all means, please post my drawing to your blog! :D

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    4. By the way, what's the address of your blog? I'd love to see what you post as well! :)

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    5. The funny thing I never got around to it. Thanks for the reminder.
      https://nadsdestroyed.blogspot.com/2021/03/inspired-by-jayse.html?zx=d7894cf3848e54a7

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    6. I'm a HUGE fan of your blog! You post some truly gorgeous young studs there, and I love the imminent threats to their manhoods. :D

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    7. This was very hot, got my huge cock raging

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    8. You gonna need any help with that huge cock of yours...? ;)

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  4. Where do you get your inspiration for stories or pics?
    I love when you do wrestling stories.

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    1. LOL -- good question! Many of my stories are rewrites of other author's stories, so I'm borrowing other people's idea, but some are purely my own. And my artwork is occasionally inspired by another artist, but is usually my own creation. As to what inspires me, I truly have no idea. Ideas just come to me. Sometimes it's a specific scene or concept that comes to mind, and I build an entire story around that one thought; other times, an entire story (or at least the framework) comes to me all at once.

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    2. I love the adaptations you to do the Mangler's wrestling stories! Have you seen some of his new stuff, especially the new wrestler "the Destroyer"?

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