2006 - Down at the Sawmill

I tend not to create series of drawings, as I sometime lose interest or steam partway through the process, and am left with an incomplete series. So I have a couple of 2- or 3-image long series, but this is the only series that actually made it to 4 images.

The images and story tell the tale of a handsome, built, and heroically endowed rookie cop who ends up becoming abducted by the members of his own police force. The other men have grown jealous of the young man's many genetic gifts, and decide to abuse and unman him. As with most of my stories, you get to decide how the story ends -- does the young hunk somehow escape to fight another day, or does he lose his most precious of assets as the hands of his fellow police officers?

Down at the Sawmill

At 23 years of age, Mike was the rookie cop in the Tri-County Police Department. The young man had made quite a stir when he first joined the Department; massively built and ruggedly handsome with movie star good looks, Big Mike looked like he should be on the set filming a movie or entering a professional bodybuilding competition, and not working as a deputy in some backwater, rural community. Mike’s physique was simply awesome, every massive muscle developed to its maximum potential, yet perfectly proportioned to create a body that put statues of the Greek Gods to shame.

But even more astounding was Mike’s enormous sexual endowment. Mike was undoubtedly the most spectacularly hung man in the whole Tri- County area, and quite possibly the world. His thick, gnarled tube of a cock hung thick and heavy almost like a third leg, measuring over 14 inches in length when completely soft! When hard, that massive cannon of a cock rose to just over 21 inches of rock-hard man beef, swelling so large and so thick that it looked like it would burst at the seams. 

And Mike’s balls were so huge that they looked like they belonged on an elephant; each titanic nut was larger than the largest of grapefruit and extraordinarily heavy. Mike’s monstrously oversized nuts were incredibly dense and weighty, dragging his scrotum down a good eight or nine inches from his crotch, and so unimaginably virile that Mike had to jack off half a dozen times a day just to keep from spontaneously shooting his gargantuan loads in his uniform pants. It was Mike’s huge bull nuts that were responsible for his awesome physical development, for they pumped massive amounts of testosterone and growth hormones through his body.

And it was in fact his extraordinary endowment that had caused Mike to seek a job out in the middle of nowhere. He had always been embarrassed and ashamed of the ridiculously oversized nature of his cock and balls, and he kept them a secret from even his own family growing up. But to his dismay, his gargantuan cock and balls continued growing even after he graduated high school, with his cock growing another inch a year even through college and beyond, making it harder and harder to mask the enormous bulge in his pants.

Mike had tried out for sports in college, for he was a naturally superb athlete, but he couldn’t find cups and jocks large enough to contain his enormous genitals. He tried playing football without such protection, but after enduring dozens of crushing blows to his crotch, he started to rethink the sport. And then there was the infamous shower room incident where the water polo team returned from an away game late one night and caught Mike jacking off alone in the showers. With his secret finally out, Mike immediately withdrew from all sports, moved off campus, and finished his last semester in order to get his degree. All the while, he had to fight off the attentions of hundreds of women and men, including several members of the water polo team, who all wanted to experience first hand the mammoth endowment between Mike’s massively muscular legs.

Upon graduation, Mike quickly left town, leaving no forwarding address. He chose to move to the Tri-County area because it was remote and very lightly populated, and he knew he could live there in peace with what he viewed as his “deformity”. He bought a small house on the outskirts of town and took a job as a highway patrolman, knowing that such a job would allow him to be alone on the road for hours at a time with minimal interaction with others.

Unbeknownst to Mike, his “deformity” had already been noticed by a fair number of people in town. By the age of 23, Mike’s genitals had grown so large that even the baggiest of pants couldn’t hide the fact that he was hung huge, and in his cop uniform it looked like he was trying to smuggle a couple of bowling balls and a bowling pin in his pants. Mike’s humongous bulge, as well as his awesome physique and stunning good looks, had created quite the buzz among many of the women in town, and this in turn engendered a great deal of resentment and jealousy among many men, including his co-workers on the police force. Little did Mike know that these very men were planning to take out their jealousy on the young muscle man in a brutal and permanent way…

Mike had been with the Department for just over six months when he got the call about a possible disturbance down by the old sawmill. The beefy rookie drove out to the abandoned lumberyard to investigate. Nothing seemed to be amiss on the outside, so he parked his patrol car and entered the vast, dark building to investigate. Inside, decades of dust and old sawdust covered everything, including the huge, long-silent circular saw blade in the center of the big warehouse.

The big muscle man was just about to turn and leave when he felt a sharp sting in his leg, and he looked down to see a feathered dart sticking out of the middle of his massive right thigh. Too stunned at first to react to what was happening, Mike’s expression was still one of wide-eyed surprise as a second tranquilizer dart stuck him in his enormous left bicep, and a third impaled itself on his incredibly thick and beefy right pec. Mike’s vision began to swim, and he barely even registered when he dropped to his knees. He suddenly saw at least a dozen figures begin to emerge from the shadows and begin to walk toward him, but that was the last thing he saw before he toppled forward and fell unconscious…

When Mike came around, the first thing he realized was that he was manacled at wrist and ankle, and that his massive arms were drawn up and over his head. An instant later, he realized that he was also naked, with his monstrous cock and balls hanging heavy and loose before him. And a moment after that, Mike realized that he was not alone.

The interior of the sawmill was now very well lit indeed, with new light bulbs in many of the overhead sockets, and a new fire raging in the nearby furnace. The late summer evening was warm to begin with, but the heat emanating from the furnace was already making Mike begin to perspire, and a thin sheen of sweat was soon coating his gorgeously muscular physique. The light from the furnace and the electric bulbs illuminated the faces of Mike’s captors, and he was shocked to discover that not only did he know all of them, they were his fellow police officers!

Vince Yrkowski, the Chief of Police, stepped forward into the light of the bulb hanging directly over the immobilized Mike, and looked the young rookie up and down with a cold sneer on his face. Chief Yrkowski was a big man in his own right, standing a few inches over six feet and weighing a good 250 or 260 pounds of rock-solid muscle, with not an ounce of fat to mar his 43-year-old physique.

Vince was clearly the ringleader of the group, for the other angry cops all looked to him for direction. At his signal, the other men stepped forward, and each one began to take turns roughing Mike up, slapping his low-hanging balls around, pulling hard on his heavy sac, and squeezing the tight bull balls with their big hands. Mike groaned loudly in pain, but his randy and traitorous cock began to grow and swell from all the rough man-handling of his nuts, and soon was a rock hard 21 inches and drooling long ropes of clear precum.

If the cops were already angry and jealous at the size of Mike’s huge cock and balls, they were even more enraged to see him get hard as a rock while they worked over his huge nuts. At the same time, however, the men couldn’t help but be powerfully turned on by this mammoth muscle man bound helpless before them, with a set of steak 

and potatoes that looked like they belonged on a 20-foot-tall giant. 

They decided to have some fun with their captive, and to see if they could make him blow his nut solely through testicle torture.

They renegade police officers then proceeded to brutally tear into Mike’s huge bull nuts, punching and clubbing and squeezing and squashing the mighty low-hanging orbs as hard as they could in an effort to get them to give up their massive load. The cops thought it might take hours to get the big rookie to cum, but in the end it took just 10 minutes or so. Mike’s groans of pain began to turn into moans of pleasure, and his huge dork began to thicken and darken, and actually gained more than half an inch in length. After quivering for a second or two, the mighty cannon of a cock began to belch out the largest load any of these men had ever seen. Bucket loads of cum blasted out of the pistoning cock with frightening force, striking objects over 30 feet away with massive slugs of white- hot stud bull cum. All of the cops, Vince included, were awed by the awesome display of hyper masculinity, which went on and on for several long minutes, coating everything and everyone in front of Mike with huge ropes and streamers of his thick male juices.

After the gargantuan orgasm finally ebbed and ceased, the cops looked around in awe at the super human load that was dripping from every surface in huge wads and slugs. They couldn’t believe that one man could produce so much sperm, and they wondered if there could possibly be any more cream left in those twin lava factories. 

Recovering from their shock, the officers began to beat Mike’s balls once again, wailing on the big kid’s big nuts with a brutality that would have quickly reduced another man’s balls to a shapeless mass of broken ball flesh. Mike’s captors were convinced that the young muscle stud’s huge balls must have been completely emptied by his earth-shattering orgasm, but the young man surprised them all when, not 10 minutes after his first orgasm, his massive cock began to thunder out a second load that was every bit as massive as his first.

It quickly became a joke with the brutal cops, for they soon realized that they couldn’t KEEP Mike from cumming. Every 5 to 10 minutes, POW! Mike would let loose with another knock-you-to-the-ground load of man milk, and it wasn’t long before all of Mike’s captors were coated in several layers of his rich nut slop.

The cops used and abused Mike’s gargantuan gonads for three or four hours, forcing more than two dozen humongous wads of spunk from his bruised and battered nuts. So much cum had been forced from the young stud that thick puddles of his slowly cooling sperm had formed on the floor beneath his feet.

The cops had begun to tire of their cruel game, and decided it was time to finish Mike off once and for all. Each of the 16 men took another turn at the stud cop’s mighty, oversized bull nuts, giving them one final farewell beating. When they were finally finished (and Mike had pumped out another three monumental loads), Mike was then hoisted into the air by the chains manacled to his wrists, and dragged across the warehouse until he was suspended directly over the huge steel lumber saw. Mike’s thickly muscle legs were spread wide apart and likewise shackled by chains, leaving his huge cock and enormous, massive nuts to hang heavy and free beneath him.

Vince turned on the lumber saw, and smiled once again as the huge blade began to whir and spin with deadly speed and grace. He then order the other cops to very slowly begin to lower Mike, giving up the slack on his chains to let him ever so slowly descend balls first toward the waiting saw. Mike fought mightily against his restraints, his massive muscles and sinews bulging and flexing spectacularly as he desperately struggled to free himself, but to no avail. The cops simply laughed, and continued to lower Mike ever closer to the blade.

Vince had Mike lined up perfectly so that the blade was aimed right between the hunk’s behemoth bull balls. Mike let out a bellow of sheer agony as the blade began to bite into his hairy scrotum, every huge muscle in his perfectly proportioned body standing out in deep relief. At that same instant, the mighty stud began to pump out one final, magnificent orgasm, exceeding all previous loads in size, power, and force, a fitting last hurrah for such a paragon of masculine might. The cops watched in disbelief as buckets of splooge exploded out of the muscle boy in a lush river, splattering uselessly on the cum drenched floor below. In a very short while, the renegade cops will have destroyed the young man's awesome masculinity, cleaving his once- mighty balls in half. Then they will sever his huge nuts before splitting his gargantuan cock on the saw like some sort of beefy log. Once his emasculation is complete, they intend to leave the rookie cop for dead, leaving his split and severed bull balls at the muscle boy’s feet.