The Unmanning of Monstro

In most of my drawings, I leave it up to the viewer to decide what happens next -- does the bound hero somehow survive with his manhood still intact, or does he end up losing those precious bits that most make him a man. 

The drawing below is an exception -- there is no doubt that the hunky male in this image has lost his treasured testicles. 

I had decided that I wanted to draw a castration scene, and that I wanted the subject to be the most massively hung male I had ever created. I think I succeeded with young Monstro here. The handsome lad was so named due to the unnaturally monstrous size of his meaty, beefy genitals, not to mention the utterly colossal size of the cum loads produced by his boulder-sized bollocks. 

Monstro had been one of his master's favorite playthings for several years, which was really quite remarkable considering how quickly the overly rough and brutal man broke his "toys". But young Monstro proved again and again to be as fantastically tough as he was enormously huge and ferociously strong, and his genitals in particular were built from hardy stuff indeed. 

But the day came when his master began to tire of Monstro, and decided to have his heroically hung muscle stud go out with a bang. He threw a gala for his closest friends, all of whom were as jaded and twisted as he was, and made Monstro the focus of the night's entertainment. The handsome young lad was extensively abused and tortured in a marathon session unlike any the muscular bull had suffered before. The master encouraged his fiendish friends to try to break the young man's titanic testicles, and more than a dozen master torturers did their best to break those mammoth balls, but with no success. Instead, Monstro simply kept pounding out load after massive, volcanic load, spraying the guests with his hyper abundant seed time and time again. Even the most jaded of the master's friends couldn't help but marvel at the size, beauty, and tremendous toughness and durability of the remarkable young stud. 

As the evening wore on, the master ordered that a colossal stone weight be hung from the young man's impossibly bulky nuts, a weight far heavier than any the handsome lad had suffered before, stretching his behemoth bollocks well over a foot from his muscular crotch, where they strained at the very ends of their thick, fleshy tethers, threatening at any moment to tear loose from his hairy groin. The guests then enjoyed a long, nine-course meal, watching delightedly as Monstro's straining balls turned an angrier and angrier shade of red, and the enormous veins coursing all over their vast surfaces grew larger and more pronounced. Monstro was forced to hang like that for hours, endlessly moaning and groaning at the terrific agony in his hideously overstretched testicles. He even managed to cum several times throughout the dinner without a soul touching his monumentally muscular body, spewing insane amounts of his thick, steaming, chunky cum all over the tables, the diners, and the dinner itself, adding the perfect, heady, beefy flavor to the various dishes. 

Bets had been cast early in the dinner to determine how long the young man could last with several tons of solid stone hanging from his impossibly sturdy bollocks, but in the end, every guest lost their bet, as Monstro's burly bollocks proved that they could carry the titanic weight indefinitely. 

The party was winding to an end and the hour was getting late, but the master saved the best for last. He offered each of his guests a final opportunity to experience the fantastic male while he was still intact. Some decided to simply feel up on the massive male, gently caressing his valiantly straining balls, assessing their unnatural hardness and strength, and feeling the raw power and vitality that thundered through them. Others took a final opportunity to try to break those massive nuggies, punching and hammering those straining, bulging nuggies with every solid object they could find, trying once again without success to wreck Monstro's indestructible balls. 

After each of his guests had had their fill of the magnificent young man, the master announced that he was finally retiring the young stud and releasing him from service. A look of surprise, hope, and profound relief lit across the huge lad's achingly handsome face, for the long-suffering young muscle bull realized that he would finally have his freedom. But his evil master, cruel to the very end, decreed that Monstro would not leave his service as an intact male. The master then threw a lever, and before the young man could barely react, a huge razor sharp blade whistled through the air in front of him, neatly severing the neck of the overstretched nutsac and severing the handsome young muscle man's record-breaking balls from his body, forever. 

A tiny spurt of cum managed to spray from his colossal, more than two foot long cock at the very moment of his castration, his very final load of fertile seed. Monstro was indeed set free later that night, a sobbing and defeated eunuch, left to wander the streets of the city as a homeless beggar, forever mourning the epic manhood he had lost...