2016 - Saddle Castration - Part 1

I'm trying something new today! I'm posting an image here that corresponds to a story that I'm simultaneously posting on my other blog (http://jayseballbustingstories.blogspot.com/). So if any of you are interested in reading the story that accompanies this image, please check out my story blog! :)

Also, this image is the first of 30 (!!!) new drawings that I created in January of this year. I'm so excited to share them all with you!

2015 - Big Zeke's Unfortunate Encounter at the Rest Stop Glory Hole

First of all, Happy New Year everyone! I'm actually preparing this image to post on a warm summer day in August, but happy 2016 nonetheless. :)

This image is the second of 17 (!!!) drawings I created over a 3-day period in July. Talk about being on a roll!

The drawing is loosely based on the story "Jake the Farm Boy," posted on my story blog (http://jayseballbustingstories.blogspot.com/) on November 11, 2013. That story does more justice to this image than any short narrative I can come up with here, so check that story out if you want some accompanying plot and dialogue to go with this image.

Oh, and Zeke's attacker turned out surprisingly sexy, and the shaved head thing looks pretty good! I might have to try that again in the future...  :)

2013 - Softball Practice

This image goes well with the story "The Photo Shoot" posted on my story blog at http://jayseballbustingstories.blogspot.com/



This captive muscle man is being cruelly used for target practice. His captor is using a modified automated softball pitcher to hurl the deadly balls at the young man's massively muscular and monumentally endowed body. Unfortunately for the stud, the machine has been modified to remove any safety limits, and the speed and force of the balls being shot out of the machine were now far in excess of what a normal human could produce. The machine was essentially now a cannon, and its destructive aim was directly at the young muscle stud.

After a few poorly aimed shots that struck various parts of the young man's gloriously muscular body, his captor now has the cannon aimed right where he wants it -- at the handsome stud's ridiculously oversized bull nuts. Ball after ball has collided directly with the stud's unprotected gonads, causing them to swell even larger and liberally covering them with angry reddish-purple bruises. Worse, the relentless blows are making the young man's nuts get all squishy and soft, and it won't be too much longer before they crack and burst under all the abuse!

2012 - The Emasculation of He-Man

I was a kid when He-Man and the Masters of the Universe was released, both as a toy and as a cartoon. The heroic muscle stud fueled a TON of my fantasies growing up, including this one...

The Emasculation of He-Man

The mighty He-Man has been Skeletor's captive for many long weeks, and has been forced to endure dozens and dozens of brutal tortures at the hands of Skeletor and his minions, paying mightily for all of the times that the legendary hero has thwarted Skeletor's evil plans. The diabolical punishments and horrific abuse have tested the very limits of the stalwart hero's super human strength and endurance, but He-Man has pulled through it all intact and unharmed. 

Until now…

Skeletor reveals to the defiant hero that these past weeks of torture and abuse have been merely the prologue for this evening's entertainment, that the evil warlord has purposely been keeping He-Man alive and intact for use in a supremely powerful spell that he will cast tonight. 

The skull-faced fiend tells the bound hero about an ancient and demonic prophesy. This prophesy involves the sacrifice of the Guardian of Greyskull Castle to the demonic hordes of the Abyss, which will provide the caster of the spell not only complete control over Greyskull Castle, but also power unrivaled in the cosmos. 

The prophesy states that 100 demons must tear the testicles from the Guardian, and that the Guardian's phallus must be chopped off at the root and sacrificed to the Abyss, in order to complete the spell. 

Skeletor's minions have prepared the sacrifice, binding the powerful He-Man to a massive pillar of cold forged steel, his muscular wrists bound behind his back with chains of the strongest adamantium. An adamantium collar is also placed around the neck of his huge scrotum, forcing his phenomenally oversized bull testicles down to the bottom of their pouch. At Skeletor's orders, the metal plates at He-Man's feet are removed, revealing a deep pit that leads down into the bowels of Hades. The brave hero, his fantastically muscular body rendered helpless by the heavy bindings, can only look down in horror at the hellish red light and intense heat welling up from the pit below, and the foul smell of brimstone soon permeates the vast chamber. 

One end of a massive adamantium chain is attached to the end of the collar choking He-Man's gigantic balls, and the rest of the chain is kicked over the side of the pit, falling and uncoiling over many hundreds of feet into the red-lit depths below. 

The pull on He-Man's scrotum is intense, as the chain weighs many hundreds of pounds, but He-Man endures the tearing pain with his trademark stoicism and defiance. His humongous balls are stretched down an extraordinary 8 or 9 inches from his crotch, making the great orbs bulge obscenely at the end of their overstretched sac. 

But He-Man has endured stretches of double that distance or more in the past weeks, and has endured it all unharmed. In fact, his gargantuan horse cock is once again aroused by the terrific pain in his tortured sac, and is quickly galvanized to rock solid hardness, nearly two feet of legendary bull cock flaring rampant and proud before him. Skeletor orders the root of He-Man's mighty cock bound tightly with rough hemp ropes, making the titanic shaft swell and bloat even larger, and orders an additional adamantium shackle placed just behind the massive head of the huge cock. The Skeletor and his minions sit back and wait for the show to begin. 

Several long minutes tick by, and nothing seems to be happening. He-Man begins to relax, thinking that perhaps Skeletor's spell has failed. Suddenly, the chain descending into the pit rattles and shakes several times. He-Man stares into the smoky depths of the pit, his heart racing with fear, but he cannot see anything. 

Suddenly, there is a sharp tug on the chain, and He-Man's balls are stretched several more inches from his crotch. The massively muscular warrior throws his handsome head back and bellows in agony, the weight pulling on his behemoth baby-makers having just doubled. The weight increases again, and again, and again and again and again, slowly pulling his tortured spuds farther and farther from his crotch. 

Skeletor laughs and says, "Do you feel that, He-Man? The demons have found the chain, and they are starting to climb! That's right, the pulling you feel is the weight of each new demon as he starts the long ascent. And as you have undoubtedly already guessed, these demons are truly massive creatures, even dwarfing your 6'5" and 400 pounds of pure beef. As more and more of the demons climb the chain, their added weight will tear at your monstrously oversized balls unlike anything you have experienced before. You are an incredibly tough warrior, He-Man, easily more powerful than a dozen of my best minions combined, but even you cannot hold out forever. Rest assured that there is more than enough chain to accommodate the 100 demons spoken of in the prophesy, and then some! I will revel in the your final and ultimate unmanning, He-Man.”

Just in the time that Skeletor has spoken, He-Man's bulging balls have dropped several more inches, a testament to the thousands of pounds already pulling at his mighty gonads. He-Man is helpless to do anything but watch as his balls are drawn closer and closer to the pit, every additional inch of stretch exponentially adding to the thundering, hammering pain in his balls. 

As the minutes tick by, the stretch in He-Man's balls is quickly doubled to 16 inches, then 18 inches, then 20 inches, and shows no sign of slowing down. At 24 inches - two full FEET of stretch - He-Man's previous record is officially shattered, and STILL the stretching continues. Skeletor knows that they are in uncharted territory now, and he knows that He-Man's balls could possibly fail at any moment. Yet still somehow they continue to endure, soon surpassing 26 inches, and then 28 inches. 

At 30 inches - two and a half feet of stretch - He-Man's once-baggy scrotum is stretched to gossamer thinness, and every vein and detail of the gigantic orbs contained within is clearly visible through the stretched skin. The horrifically elongated neck of his ballsac is now an incredibly narrow tube of flesh, and the cords and veins that support the titanic testes and provide them with life-giving nourishment can be clearly seen through the skin. Skeletor would not have thought that such a stretch was possible, even to He-Man's most mighty of bull nuts, but the bound muscle stud continues to surprise the evil warlord with his awesome strength. Truly, no mortal has ever lived to rival the phenomenal strength possessed by He-Man. 

He-Man's balls begin to stretch at a slower rate now, resisting further stretching by the awesome power in his thick ball cords. But the weight pulling remorselessly at his screaming balls continues to increase, and it is clear that He-Man is fighting a losing battle. He is bellowing continuously in agony now, his balls stretched much, much further than they were ever intended. 

31 inches. 

32 inches. 

33 inches. 

At 34 inches, microtears begin to appear all over the abused and overstretched scrotum. The skin simply cannot be stretched any farther, and it begins to split in dozens of places, unable to endure the strain any longer. As yet more demons climb the chain and add their weight to his balls, the tears begin to grow larger and wider. 

35 inches. 

36 inches. 

He-Man's super human bull balls are stretched to an unimaginable three FEET, yanked all the way down to his ankles. The dozens of microtears have grown, some to alarming size. The paper-thin skin that is stretched so taut over the massive spheres of He-Man's bull balls is torn in so many places that it looks ready to shred at any moment, leaving the young warrior's testicles fully exposed to the open air. The pale gray, fibrous walls of the gigantic orbs is clearly visible through many of the tears, and the huge orbs almost look eager to burst forth. 

Even more concerning, however, are the many tears appearing in the three feet of scrotal neck. Here, the tears are opening to reveal the very cords, tubes, ducts, and veins that connect the huge balls to the huge man. Once the scrotum fails altogether, then only these cords and tubes will be left to support the weight of the dozens and dozens of demons climbing up the chain. And that failure could happen at any moment. 

37 inches. 

38 inches…

At 39 inches, He-Man's balls have actually begun to enter the pit itself. The great orbs are quivering at the very razor's edge of destruction, and refuse to stretch any farther. His overstretched and grossly abused scrotum is in tatters and shreds, yet still, somehow, barely manages to contain its enormous, precious contents. 

There are now 99 demons pulling at He-Man's balls. His strength, his power, his virility, his very maleness literally hangs by a thread. The mighty warrior knows that at any moment, the 100th demon will add his enormous weight to the chain, spelling He-Man's doom. Skeletor knows that the moment is here as well, as he has risen from his throne and now stands next to the bound super stud, his sword in hand and poised over the root of He-Man's straining horse cock. The moment that the mighty warrior's titanic balls are ripped from his groin and hurtle into the Abyss, Skeletor will chop off He-Man's humongous cock and send it falling into the put as well. Once the sacrifice is complete, ultimate power will be bestowed upon Skeletor, and no one will again be able to stand in his way. 

He-Man hangs his handsome head in despair and defeat, knowing that his cruel emasculation is only moments away...

2012 - Hanging by his Nuts

So that's supposed to be a pit beneath the dangling muscle stud. If (or when) his balls finally do tear free, the newly-made eunuch will plummet to his death...unless a timely rescue is in order. ;) Here's the short story that I wrote to accompany this image:

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Hanging by his Nuts -- 2012

Shit, boy, you've got the damn biggest set of bull balls I've ever seen on anyone, man or beast! Big, juicy plums just ripe for the plucking. Hairy fuckers, too! Mmm, they feel like they are chock full of prime stud cum, practically swollen to bursting with Grade AAA baby batter. Too bad you'll never get the chance to use it...

You seem to think you've got balls of steel, so let's put that to the test. I'll just hoist you up by those gargantuan gonads of yours, and let those fat, swollen bull balls take your full weight. You're what, about 350, 360 pounds? Kinda makes you wish you hadn't been training so hard and putting on so much mass, doesn't it? 

Damn, you're one heavy bastard, almost as big as me! And that's why you've got to be nutted, see? There's only room in this world for one champion stud bull, and that's me. 

Wow, your balls sure are stretching out! I bet that hurts, don't it? You can feel all those cables and cords attaching your huge nuts to your body just stretching and straining against your sweaty, muscular bulk. I wonder how long they can last before they rip clean off of your body.

I have to admit, I thought for sure even balls as gigantic as yours couldn't last more than a few seconds before tearing free, but it looks like you really DO have balls of steel, or at least ball cords of steel. Looks like I'm going to have to get a little more rough with you, I'm afraid. Let's see what happens when I start to jerk your body up and down by your nuts, giving an extra hard yank at the top each time...

2008 - Marine Nut Crushing

After enduring tortures too numerous to count and too brutal to describe, this hunky young Marine is about to be deballed by his even bigger and more muscular captor. The stud's mammoth balls, the source of his fantastic masculinity and well-deserved pride, will soon be but a memory...

2006 - Zeke's Last Day as a Man

This is the LAST of the 2006 images! YAY! I'll be moving on to the 2007 drawings next week, then the 2008 drawings...and THEN the drawings from 2012 to present that have never been posted anywhere before! :)

This drawing is of a college football star who has made his rivals so jealous that they decide to end his winning streak...permanently. Enjoy!

Zeke's Last Day as a Man

Zeke was the star of the State University’s athletic program. The 21-year-old senior was the quarterback of the football team, captain of the soccer team, a 4-year undefeated wrestling champ, and held local, state, and several national records in shot put, discus, hammer and javelin throw, as well as weight and power lifting. The massive young muscle buck also held the unofficial world record for a 725-pound bench press, and held dozens of trophies and titles for power lifting at the state and national levels. Zeke’s strength was phenomenal, and clearly showed in his massively muscled, perfectly proportioned, exquisitely chiseled physique. A straight-A student, Zeke’s intelligence matched his extraordinarily developed physique, making him a star academic as well. Add to that his incredibly handsome, movie star good looks and the greatest sexual endowment of his generation, and you had Zeke, the personification of masculine perfection. 

And the target of fierce jealousy. 

Zeke’s strength, intelligence, and masculine beauty, as well as the rumors of his extraordinary virility, made him the most popular man on campus, but also fostered deep jealousy and resentment from many men, especially the young recruits at the local marine military base. 

The marines had defeated the University football team for 42 straight years for the State championship, but when Zeke joined the University team as a freshman three years ago, he led the team to a string of three undefeated seasons, wiping the floor with the hardened military team and deeply wounding the egos of the proud marines. Over the past three years, the marines had grown more angry and jealous of the young college hunk, and this year they swore to exact revenge and to permanently remove Zeke from the University football team. 

Late one night, about a week before the Big Game, a gang of a dozen marines ambushed and captured Zeke on his way home from a pre-game party. The marines bound and gagged the young muscle hunk and dragged him off to an abandoned warehouse, where they proceeded to “teach the college punk a lesson”. 

Zeke was stripped naked and shackled at wrist and ankle, displaying his phenomenal physique to the tender mercies of the angry marines. The soldiers had heard the rumors of Zeke’s massive sexual endowment, but none of them were prepared for the reality. Zeke’s monster of a cock was just over 12 inches long – limp! – and his gargantuan stud nuts were bigger than grapefruits. The marines quickly found their favorite target, and they proceeded to beat the stuffing out of the young muscle stud, focusing most of their brutal attentions on the college stud’s huge cock and massive, hairy, defenseless balls. 

The marines took out their aggressions on Zeke’s titanic testicles, punching, pummeling, pounding, and crushing those huge meaty orbs with such brutal force that any other man’s balls would have quickly succumbed to the beating and been reduced to a jellied mush of broken ball flesh. But not only did Zeke’s big beefy nuts endure the abuse, the football star’s massive cock became aroused by all the brutal ball play, and soon swelled to its full, throbbing, rock hard 16+ eye-popping inches of Grade A man meat. Seeing Zeke’s gargantuan horse cock waving proudly and defiantly before them only pissed the jealous marines off even more, and they tore into Zeke’s balls with even greater abandon, truly aiming to destroy Zeke’s obscenely oversized nuts. 

Instead, about 15 minutes into the abuse, the remarkable happened. Zeke’s huge horse cock began to darken and thicken, trembling with raw power. As the marines watched in stunned amazement, Zeke’s massive schlong gained another inch in length, shuddered a couple of times, and then began to let loose with the largest orgasm any of them had ever seen. The lush torrent of semen sprayed from the huge cock with astounding force, massive slugs of cum arcing high into the air to land wetly on the great muscular expanse of Zeke’s massive chest and corrugated belly. The orgasm kept going and going with no end in sight, finally lasting several long minutes and pumping out more than a quart of Zeke’s thick and powerful male juices, coating the young man and the floor around him in sheets of hot, dripping cum. 

The stunned marines quickly recovered from this display of hyper masculinity, and began beating Zeke’s recently depleted balls with even greater vigor, taking bets on how long it would take to reduce his once proud nuts to sludge. But Zeke’s huge bull nuts proved to be stronger – and more virile – than any of the soldiers could have imagined, for only another 10 minutes later, the young football stud let loose with a second orgasm that was every bit as awesome as the first. 

The young muscle dude showed no signs of slowing down, and it quickly became a joke for the marines, for they couldn’t STOP the beefy young hunk from cumming. Again and again and again he came, coating and recoating his massive physique with his own male essence. 

Several hours and over a dozen orgasms later, Zeke is exhausted and in terrible agony, but his bruised and battered balls are still going strong, the massive, mighty nuts continuing to pump out one gargantuan load after another. In the end, it was the marines that tired out first, becoming bored with the brutal torture of their handsome captive, and they decided they’d end the football jock’s sports career once and for all – by chopping off his humongous bull balls, the seat of his spectacular masculinity. 

The soldiers tied a rope around the base of Zeke’s brutally swollen nuts and pulled them as far as his hairy scrotum would allow. They tied off the other end of the rope so that Zeke’s huge balls rested on a massive wooden block. The marines grinned evilly to one another when one of their member came forward with a huge axe, for the look of terror in Zeke’s gorgeous blue eyes was priceless. Each marine then took turns bashing Zeke’s defenseless and slowly crumbling nuts one last time, forcing still more thick spunk from their massive, meaty interiors. Then the biggest marine in the group stepped forward with the axe, stomped Zeke’s huge nuts a good three or four times with his big studded boots, and then raised the axe up high, preparing for the downward blow that would sever Zeke’s nuts and end his masculinity forever. 

It looks like the State University’s football winning streak will be broken this year… 

2006 - Venom of Medusa

This drawing was inspired by a story I read online, and depicts a massively muscular and heroically endowed warrior being forced to incubate Medusa's children -- dozens of tiny wriggling snakes -- within his mammoth balls. The snakes feed on his bountiful supply of warrior spunk, and then when they're full grown, they erupt out of his mighty cock in a horrific parody of an orgasm.

I rewrote and significantly expanded the original story I found online, and have included it below. This story was also posted a few months ago on my story blog (http://jayseballbustingstories.blogspot.com/).

Venom of Medusa

Based on an original story concept by an anonymous author

Medusa must reproduce to ensure a future of pure evil 

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As night began to fall, Medusa walked into her prisoner chamber, eager to begin tonight’s ceremony. For tonight would witness the creation of her demon child, a child that would have tremendous power and would usher in a new era of mass suffering and chaos. 

As she entered the room, Medusa saw the rays of the setting sun beaming through the far window and across the naked and prone form of her captive. The fading light cast the young man’s awesome musculature in deep relief, and made him appear even more beautiful than ever. He lay exactly where she had left him at dawn earlier that day, for he was shackled at wrist and ankle with huge chains of cold-forged iron, and his mighty limbs stretched out from his body so that he lay spread eagled upon the cushions and pillows she had set for him. 

The young man chained before her was masculinity personified, a perfect specimen and paragon of man. His name was Torc Bonecrusher, and he was a mighty barbarian warrior from the tribes of the frozen north, a hard and powerful people who had learned to live in one of the harshest environments on earth, and who therefore produced some of the strongest and toughest men on the planet. In fact, Torc’s last name, Bonecrusher, was an appellation he earned for his ability to actually crush and pulverize the bones of his enemies as he grappled with them. Torc’s awesome strength had grown legendary, even among his own powerful people, and he was said to be stronger than the mightiest of ogres. 

And judging simply from the size of Torc’s mighty physique, Medusa did not doubt that claim. 

Torc was massive even by the standards of the men of the north. He stood a full 6’6” tall, and his wide, massive frame was packed with over 385 pounds of pure, battle-hardened muscle. Medusa had had to have Torc’s shackles and chains specially made with an adamantine alloy just to make sure they would be strong enough to hold the young man, such was his phenomenal strength. Each of Torc’s muscles was bulging with raw strength and power, from his bullish neck, to his magnificent chest, to his awesome arms (which measured over 26 inches around when completely cold!), to his barn-door back, to his tight, corrugated waist, to his massive flaring legs and mighty calves. Torc’s very presence was awesome, and made even more amazing by the fact that, at a mere 20 years of age, he was still growing!  

In addition to his unsurpassed strength and gloriously muscular physique, Torc possessed the face of an Adonis. The young man’s extraordinarily handsome face was stuck in that wondrous space between boy and man, and having all of the benefits of both. His flawless skin stretched over perfect features – high cheekbones, long straight nose, high forehead, full sensual lips, a strong powerful jaw, and a prominent chin. Yet it was his eyes that were most captivating, eyes the color of the blue ocean, and so deep that one could get lost in his gaze. These eyes were rimmed by thick blond eyelashes the same color as the thick blond hair upon the youth’s head. This same blond hair was also thick at Torc’s armpits and crotch, but was otherwise only lightly sprinkled across his forearms, legs, and monumental chest, a golden dusting of manly fur. 

While all of these features certainly made Torc a most remarkable young man, a mighty hero worthy of the tales of skalds and bards, it was what swung between Torc’s columnar thighs that made him truly unique, and that made him such a prize for Medusa. 

Torc possessed what may have been the largest set of genitals ever seen on a man. Torc’s gigantic cock was a masterpiece of man flesh, a true battering ram of a cock. Even when completely limp, Torc’s mighty horse cock was well over 11 inches long and thick as a club, but when it grew fully hard, it was truly a sight to behold. Torc’s rock hard cock measured just over 16 ½ inches in length, and was as thick as a strong man’s forearm. It was a cock even a prize stud horse would be jealous of. And unlike most super huge cocks that remained puffy even when fully erect, or that drooped under their own massive weight, Torc’s pulsing cock was as hard as steel and jutted skywards from his crotch, a testament to the enormous strength of the muscles and ligaments in his huge cock. 

Medusa was mightily impressed by Torc’s behemoth bull cock, and had taken great pleasure in playing with the young man’s titanic member these past few weeks. But it was Torc’s equally gigantic balls that really captured her attention. 

About two years before, Medusa had first heard the rumor of a young man with the balls of a bull and the virility of 100 men, but she had not believed the tales until she had actually laid eyes upon Torc’s colossal testicles. Then she realized that the tales had actually not done him justice, for surely there was no bull on earth with balls as large as the pair of mighty gonads swinging so heavily from this young warrior’s crotch. 

Medusa wondered how the young man could walk, let alone swing his mighty blade into battle while completely naked, for his massive balls were each larger than the largest of grapefruit, and looked to be ten times as juicy. Each spectacular orb of man meat was incredibly dense and contained within a thick, fibrous, and extraordinarily tough outer wall. This awesome density and thick meatiness not only made Torc’s balls incredibly heavy, but also made his gonads very tough and resilient to harm. Tales told of enemies clubbing Torc in the balls in an effort to incapacitate him, blows that by all rights should have shattered his bull nuts and sent chunks of broken ball meat flying into the snow, but not only did Torc’s nuts survive, the young man would laugh off the blow as he effortlessly decapitated his assailant. 

The awesome weight of Torc's mammoth bull balls created an enormous stretch to his thick, baggy scrotum. The young man's gigantic man orbs hung a fantastic 6 inches from his muscular crotch, the most magnificent natural dangle that Medusa had ever seen. The sight was powerfully masculine and intensely erotic.  

Upon capturing the young warrior, Medusa had gone to great lengths to test the hardiness and endurance of Torc’s incredible body, paying particular attention to those gargantuan balls. She subjected the young man's massive baby makers to terrible tortures, beating, stretching, and crushing those mighty sperm factories far beyond what any other man's balls could possibly survive. And she found that the young stud's mighty orbs could endure just about anything she could think of to do to them. 

At the same time, she also tested Torc’s legendary virility. Dozens of stories told of how women were constantly throwing themselves at the feet of the gorgeous young warrior, begging him to fill them with his powerful seed and thus give them strong and beautiful children. These same stories told that young Torc would never say no to these women, and many stories told of how the handsome young stud had had intercourse with 20 or more women in a single night and gotten every single one of them with child. 

Medusa soon learned firsthand, however, that even these fantastical stories fell shy of the spectacular truth. Torc could produce truly extraordinary, mind blowing quantities of his seed, and each titanic load from him produced more cum than a normal man could produce in a month of steady milking. And not only did Torc cum in gargantuan quantities, but he could also cum dozens of times in a single day, proving that his enormous balls not only had an extraordinary storage capacity, but that they could also manufacture sperm at a phenomenally accelerated rate. In the first week alone after Medusa had captured Torc, she brought him to orgasm more than 200 times, and each orgasm was just as massive and mind-blowing as the one before! By the end of the week, Torc's small dungeon cell was flooded several inches deep with his powerful male fluids, and the walls and even the ceiling 12 feet overhead were coated with the gamey and unusually thick spunk. Torc’s mighty cannon of a cock proved to be extraordinarily powerful as well, capable of propelling the massive, 6-foot-long slugs of his spunk for remarkable distances. 

As she gazed upon her gorgeous prisoner, watching his mighty chest rise and fall with his every breath, Medusa reflected on how this day came to be. 

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For more than 5,000 years, Medusa had longed to bring a child into this world, one that would bring eternal night and darkness, and spread evil and suffering to every corner of the globe. But in order to do create this child, she knew that she had to find a man of unsurpassed masculinity, beauty, and virility, for only such a man would be powerful enough to successfully father this child of darkness. Medusa had searched for untold centuries for such a man, scouring high and low and across the length and breadth of the world. On the rare instances that she found a likely candidate, a man of exceptional strength and beauty and sexual prowess, she would try to mate with him. But each attempt ended disastrously, killing the man in the process and failing to conceive the prophesied child. She had begun to despair of there ever being a man powerful and virile enough to survive the process. 

When she began hearing of young Torc a few years ago, Medusa at first dismissed the stories as mere fiction, the exaggerated tales of mummers and charlatans. But as the stories spread and grew, she began to hope once again. The fantastic stories of the young warrior grew and traveled quickly, telling of his great strength, bravery, beauty, and above all else, his extraordinary virility. As these stories grew and multiplied, Medusa knew she had her first potential candidate for a mate in over a century, and quickly made plans to capture the young man. 

She had lured Torc to her dungeon by spreading tales of fell creatures, great treasures, and damsels in distress, knowing that no true hero could resist such tales. Torc explored deep into the dungeons, overcoming many tests of strength, courage, and cunning, before Medusa finally sprung her trap, capturing the beautiful warrior and chaining him with such mighty chains that even his great strength was rendered useless. 

For the next several weeks, Medusa tortured and tested the young man in every way possible, assessing his strength and endurance in addition to his spectacular virility. Many men in the past had failed these tests, dying in the process or losing their testicles to the brutal ball tortures Medusa would subject them to. But Torc survived these tests not only intact, but with relative ease, displaying greater strength and hardiness than any man she had ever seen before. Her hopes had swelled greater still - perhaps this was the man who would be able to father her child. 

After the weeks of tests, Medusa was convinced of the young man's suitability for mating, and she began to prepare her prisoner for the fertility ceremony. Now, instead of constantly milking the sperm from his great orbs, she began to stimulate ever greater production of his male fluids without letting him spill even a drop of his prodigious and steadily growing load. She did this by continually exciting the young man and stroking his great rampant horse cock, but not allowing him to ejaculate. After millennia of practice, Medusa was an expert at this extremely delicate art, and for the past 10 days has brought Torc to the edge of cumming innumerable times, only to bring him back from the very brink and start all over again. This constant stimulation quickly caused Torc’s great nuts to become painfully congested and engorged with sperm, a pain which has grown with each passing day, giving Torc the worst case of blue balls imaginable and driving him nearly mad with the need for release. 

After the first few days of such exquisite torture and abuse, Medusa realized that Torc’s virility was so great that even her skills might not be able to prevent his long-delayed ejaculation, so she devised several measures to help prevent such a premature occurrence. She secured a series of tight iron bands along the length of Torc's gigantic penis, choking the young man's huge, beautiful member. She also placed a pair of tiny but strong metal clamps on the extremely long neck of Torc's thick scrotum. These clamps were carefully tightened down over the twin sperm ducts leading from Torc's enormous bull balls to his loins, completely crimping off the ability of a single sperm to leave the huge orbs, but not affecting the lush blood supply needed to nourish the great gonads. 

But the most effective method of all has been to tie massive weights to the young man’s enormous balls to stretch them away from his crotch, not only causing tremendous pain (especially when he had already developed a roaring case of blue balls), but also preventing the bull balls from locking in place at the base of his cock. She has found, however, that over time she has required greater and greater weights to keep Torc’s balls at a full stretch, for such was the extraordinary power of the young man's balls and such was their desperate need for release that they would continue to crank upward even with vast amounts of cast iron weight yanking them downward. 

Now, with the start of the fertility ceremony close at hand, Medusa had more than 500 pounds of naked steel hanging from Torc's screaming bull balls, over 100 pounds MORE than the young man's own tremendous body weight, tearing cruelly at his monumentally congested nuts and yanking them down to an extraordinary distance from his muscular crotch. Medusa had already found Torc's natural 6-inch dangle to be one of the most profound and beautiful nut stretches she had ever seen, but she was nearly overcome now with lust, for the tremendous weight pulling mercilessly at his balls for over a week has actually more than doubled their phenomenal stretch to just over 12 full inches. In all her several millennia of existence, Medusa had never seen such an enormous stretch to a man's balls, and she finds the sight overwhelmingly erotic. 

As Medusa now gazed upon Torc’s massive balls, she could readily see that they were very visibly swollen, positively bloated with cum, to the point where they had left their grapefruit size far behind and were now approaching the realm of melons. The titanic orbs bulged obscenely at the bottom of their severely overstretched sac, bulging bright red and shiny as if they were about to burst forth from their scrotum. But Medusa suspected that it would take a hell of a lot more than even 500 pounds of ranging metal to tear this young stud’s great balls off. A whole hell of a lot more, in fact! 

She was only sad that she wouldn't get the chance after tonight to further test the young muscle man's limits. She would have greatly enjoyed taking him to greater and greater heights of agony, and see how far she could push him until his extraordinary masculinity finally gave out and he was left a ball-less, useless husk. But no, the creation of her ultimate child of darkness took precedence over any simple desire for torture and bloodshed. 

And besides, in a couple of decades, Torc's many hundreds of male children across the globe will have ripened into manhood, and she could have her way with them in ways that she had not been able to with their mighty father. 

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Medusa entered the vast ceremony hall and, as always, was greeted by the gorgeous and intensely masculine sight of Torc’s cock at full, rampant attention, throbbing visibly with the youth’s powerful heart beat. The beautiful Medusa was herself naked save for the gauzy veil hiding her eyes, and her lovely and shapely form only served to arouse the young muscle man even more. The young man’s sexual appetite was insatiable, even when Medusa was torturing him in her most inventive and cruel ways, and she was pleased to see him so fully and achingly aroused this night of the ceremony. She approached the young muscle hunk and firmly grasped his mighty cock with both hands, gently stroking up and down, and was once again amazed at her inability to get even both of her hands combined around the great girth of the mighty cock. 

Her hands caressed the length of that great shaft, traveling up its vein-gnarled length to the steel vise locked in a death grip just beneath the base of his massive, bulbous cock head, making the enormous glans bloat to even more obscene dimensions. This was yet another device intended to prevent Torc’s premature ejaculation, and it had been tremendously effective. 

Medusa pressed her thumb into Torc’s swollen cum tube just above the vise and began to loosen the crank. She could see that the tube beneath the vice was extremely distended, and wondered exactly how much sweet and slick precum he would have ready for her today. As soon as the vise was released, Medusa placed her free hand in a tight grip at the base of Torc’s penis along the cum tube and then, releasing his cock head with her other hand, ran her thumb up the length of his cum tube. A thick and translucent jelly-like goo literally poured out of the gaping piss slit at the tip of his cock, belching out huge amounts of clear, gelatinous precum onto his corrugated and extraordinarily muscular belly. Medusa was impressed, for in all there must have been more than a pint of precum stored up within his cock shaft, and more of the gloopy slime continued to pour forth now that the vise on his cock head had been released. 

For the first time that evening, Medusa addressed Torc, saying, “My beautiful stud, my muscular warrior, my horse hung young bull, tonight is the night you have been waiting for. Tonight you will be my mate, and father a child like this world has never seen, a great and terrible child that will bring eternal darkness and night.”  

Medusa then began to remove the weights pulling at Torc’s bloated and cum-swollen balls, bringing great relief to the beleaguered and supremely overstretched bull nuts. As the final weights came free, Medusa remarked, “My goodness! You continue to amaze me, Torc! It seems the weights may have permanently stretched your mighty balls even farther from your beautiful body, for they are now dangling over 8 inches from your crotch! What an amazing and erotic sight!”  

Medusa then removed the clamps and vises from along the length of Torc’s enormous horse cock and the thick sperm ducts in his scrotum. She then began to fondle and massage both great orbs, eliciting low groans of both pleasure and pain from the young warrior, for his balls were now so congested and swollen with cum that the merest touch was painful to them. But the expert ministrations were beginning to have their desired effect, and soon the moans of pleasure overwhelmed the groans of pain, and the heroically muscular young stud began to writhe in pleasure and gently buck his slender, muscular hips, fucking the air above him with his titanically engorged cock with his desperate need for release. Medusa then began to lick the massive orbs all over, slathering the great lumps of man meat with her tongue until they shone wetly in the flickering torchlight. 

Torc could do nothing but lay on his massive back and moan at this glorious attention, feeling his need for release building once again as it had for the 10 nights previous. But this time the huge and handsome stud hoped to finally be able to relieve that aching need. 

One of Medusa's hands gripped the base of his humongous balls, the surprising strength in her arm evident by the way she was able to almost effortlessly hoist the tremendous weight and mass of those twin boulders into the air. As she bent forward to lick and kiss those mighty mangos, her other hand pumped his massively engorged member up and down, running his slick and slippery juices all over the mighty head and colossal shaft. Torc’s entire, muscular body shivered in excitement, his great muscles and sinews bulging and flexing dramatically, much to Medusa's delight. 

The young man's beautiful blue eyes were closed in erotic bliss, so he didn't see Medusa begin to unhinge her lovely jaw like that of a snake. With her mouth gaping open like that of some fearsome beast, Medusa was able to take Torc’s entire, monstrously-swollen left nut into her mouth, bathing the huge orb in her warm mouth. Torc cried out with excitement and his muscular hips began to push into the air even harder, for no one had ever managed to take even one of his gigantic nuts into their mouth before. 

(Technically, there had been one time last year when a gigantic, 15-foot-tall ogre had managed to stuff BOTH of Torc’s huge nuts into his mouth in an attempt to bite them off, but then realized that his mouth was so full he couldn’t even bite down. This mistake allowed Torc to run the ogre through with his sword, slaying the beast and rescuing his nuts from becoming ogre food.)

Torc's eyes remained closed, and so he didn't see that the many black braids around Medusa's head had taken on unnatural life, writhing and taking the form of long black vipers. She was transforming into her true form - that of a beautiful but fearsome snake-haired woman. Medusa continued to stroke the massive and heavy horse cock, every upstroke burying his mighty cock head in folds of sensitive skin, every down stroke unwrapping the copiously leaking head, now swollen larger than a man’s fist. Torc was quickly approaching the point of no return, his whole body shivering and quaking with his unimaginable need for release. 

Suddenly and without warning, Medusa released her retracted fangs and bit down hard on the titanic nut trapped in her mouth. Her thick, 3-inch-long fangs sank deep into the very heart of Torc's incredibly thick ball meat, injecting her special venom deep into the beefy core of the goliath nut. Torc’s cries of pleasure immediately turned into a terrible bellow of horrific pain as Medusa's awesomely powerful jaw clenched down tight on his trapped gonad, crushing the freakishly huge ball and causing it to bend and distort grotesquely in Medusa's mouth in a valiant struggle to not burst asunder. 

Medusa mercilessly bore down on Torc's twisted and bulging bull nut for several eternally long minutes, and then released the nearly busted organ from her huge mouth. But before the young stud could even regain his breath, she had stuffed his remaining right nut into her fang-filled maw and repeated the process, spearing her cruel fangs deep into Torc's defenseless bull ball and injecting it with a second dose of her vile poison. 

When Medusa was convinced that she had injected two full doses of her venom into Torc's huge and cum-heavy nuts, she released the second orb and stood back, ready to watch the results of her handiwork. Sweat had broken out all over Torc’s gloriously muscular body, and his massive chest heaved dramatically as he tried to regain his breath and recover from the agony on having his huge balls so cruelly bitten. Just the sheer size of such large fangs piercing deep into ball flesh would have been a mortal wound for a typical man’s testicles, but such was the enormous size and tremendous strength of Torc’s colossal nuts that even being impaled on the snake woman’s sharp ivory fangs would not in itself cause any lasting or permanent harm to his balls. But the venom that Medusa had just injected into those mighty man orbs was another story… 

“You were probably expecting me to mount your gigantic pole and let you fill me with your seed, weren’t you?” Medusa said sweetly to the young man, who was still writhing and bellowing in agony in his huge restraints as her poisonous venom coursed through his aching bull balls. “But that is not how I mate. No, I need to find a very special host to carry my eggs, and I have just injected those tiny eggs deep into your balls. Very quickly now, those eggs will grow and hatch, and the young will feed on the rich, abundant harvest of sperm locked in your massive balls, growing big and strong on your supremely powerful male essence.”  

Even as Medusa spoke, Torc could feel a warmth and an even greater heaviness building inside his balls, and he felt the congestion grow more painful still, as if something was indeed growing inside his balls, something that was growing fast and wanted to get out. 

“Even now, my young are hatching and swelling inside your balls, growing strong and fat on the powerful sperm you are feeding them. Soon, it will be time for them to be born.”  

The beautiful, snake-headed woman began to walk around Torc's chained and writhing form, admiring the play of his fantastic muscles as they bulged and flexed in agony, and the way his rock hard cock continued to throb and quake, looking like a powerful spear protruding proudly from his muscular groin. 

“You are by no means the first man who I have tried to mate with, Torc. Indeed, there have been hundreds of men who have come before you, men of tremendous might and beauty. But where all the others failed, I believe you may have the strength to succeed. You have already survived longer than most men I have captured, but now is when the true tests start. Most of the men who made it to this point failed when their balls simply could not take any more pressure, and burst open like rotting melons, spilling their broken meaty contents across the floor, and killing my young in the process. A few men nearly made it, but their huge cocks split open with the pressure of attempting to release the young, destroying their meaty pricks and again killing my babies. No man has been able to survive long enough to successfully birth my beautiful young...but with your super human strength and resilient, not to mention your truly massive balls and rock solid horse cock, I believe that you might just survive long enough for the birth to be a success!”  

Torc’s balls felt like they were on fire, and they began to painfully swell even bigger than their already monumentally bloated size. Larger and larger they grew, filling his big, baggy scrotum until it began to grow tight around the huge orbs. And STILL Torc’s nuts grew, threatening to split his straining sac wide open. Thick, white goo poured out of the four big puncture wounds in each ball, the young man's raw sperm being forced out by the sheer unimaginable pressures building in his titanic nuts. 

Within 10 minutes, Torc's straining balls had swollen to three times their normal size, now larger than most ripe melons, and filled their scrotum to overflowing. Medusa’s eyes grew wide with lustful delight, for she had never seen a man’s balls swell anywhere near such monstrous proportions before, and she realized that Torc’s sperm must be even richer and more potent than she had thought, allowing her young to grow even larger than she could have hoped. However, she also began to worry, for Torc’s scrotum was stretched perilously thin across its burgeoning and still growing contents, and she knew that his gargantuan, mighty balls must also be nearing their breaking point. She realized that if the handsome young super hunk didn’t ejaculate soon, his titanic balls could spectacularly rupture as had those of so many men before, and once more she would fail in her attempt to birth a child of darkness. 

Through his guttural bellows of pain, Torc began to feel something else, something new. He felt a strange wriggling feeling inside the base of his penis, and his urethra felt blocked up, almost as if something was fucking him from the inside. There was an intense wave of itchiness inside him that at first was unbearable, but then became almost pleasurable. Torc’s prostate suddenly kicked in, and he knew he was rocketing toward the cliff. Incredibly, his cock swelled larger still, reaching a full 18 monstrous inches in length and bloating in girth as well. He began to buck his hips wildly, causing his obscenely swollen balls to bounce heavily against the platform to which he was bound, and also caroming against his massively muscular thighs. 

Torc’s inhumanly swollen member began to ooze thick ropes of pure white cum as he finally hit his much, MUCH delayed orgasm, but despite the powerful pumping of his orgasming cock, he was still unable to properly cum. It felt as if his whole body was desperately trying to ejaculate to relieve the blockage in his cock, but he remained unable to spew his gargantuan load. He moaned, and it was so good and so painful all at once. 

A thick and powerful jet of cum suddenly shot out from his massive cock and struck him in the neck, and then his piss slit stretched open as the tiny dark head of a baby snake poked its way out. Torc cried out in horror and pain as his body struggled to force the tiny serpent out, his hips thrusting violently and his balls swelling larger still, threatening to burst at any moment. Finally, the two-foot-long snake slithered out onto his precum and sperm-soaked belly, only to be followed by two more heads struggling to get out at the same time. 

The pain became overwhelming as Torc’s piss slit stretched to the breaking point. He threw his handsome head back and clenched his teeth against the pain, and then cried out in pure agony as the next two snakes popped out, only to be followed by more and more of the little serpents. Titanic quantities of sperm and goo poured out of his cock along with the baby snakes, pooling on his corrugated muscle belly and running off his sides in thick sheets of sticky cum, as still more and more snakes poured out of his cock. Torc thought his cock would explode, and his urethra was obscenely swollen. Medusa could even see the wriggling forms of her young within that thick and straining cum tube as they struggled against one another to make their way out. 

One dozen, and then two dozen of the little serpents made their way out of Torc’s cock and onto his soaked belly, and still more poured forth. The frightful swelling of his balls steadily decreased as more and more snakes poured forth, but Medusa knew Torc still wasn’t out of the woods. It was touch and go in the long minutes that followed as another dozen, and another dozen, and yet another dozen of the slender black vipers erupted from Torc's rigid and pulsating cock. 

Finally, the last snake, number 66, peeked it’s head out of Torc’s cock. Behind the snake was a massive beach head of cum of such volume, power, and force that, as the snake’s wiggling head cleared itself from Torc’s grotesquely gaping and nearly torn piss slit, the force of his pent up cum propelled the rest of the snake out of his cock along with a monumental, finger-thick, 10-foot-long ribbon of pure white cum. The colossal rope of cum carried the final snake clear across the room, striking wetly against the far wall over 15 feet behind Torc with a very loud splat. The last serpent was free!  

Torc continued to bellow in agony, but it was now mixed with intense pleasure as 10 days of pent up sperm began to rocket out of his body. Mighty jets and streamers of cum flew in every direction, quickly coating and recoating Torc’s massively muscular body in his own juices, as well as the cushioned bed and even far wall behind him. Everything from Torc's waist on up was thoroughly drenched with his cum, and yet more of the stuff was throbbing out of his cock in a never-ending geyser of incredibly thick and gamey spunk. So much cum was landing on Torc's own face that he had to turn his head just to breathe. 

While Torc thundered out his magnificent orgasm, Medusa’s young slithered to their mother, and crawled up her legs to climb into her waiting womb. There, they would gradually merge into one creature, the child of darkness she had been awaiting for so many long centuries. 

Medusa was so pleased with his performance that she allowed Torc to continue to pound out his almighty load, granting him the release that he so craved. His orgasm went on and on and on as his balls finally got the chance to jettison their tremendous load. One minute became two, then three, and then four, and STILL his orgasm raged onwards, threatening to once again fill the chamber with his thick and lush fluids. The horrific swelling in his sperm-bloated nuts was steadily decreasing, but his balls were still swollen far larger than their normally massive size, and there was still clearly a lot of spunk left trapped in those huge orbs. 

Finally, more than five full minutes of cumming, Torc pumped out the last of his truly monstrous load, letting the dregs burp out of his distended cock to pool on his muscular belly, already awash with sperm. All told, Torc must have just shot over four gallons of spunk, more than two gallons per nut. Those were mighty powerhouses indeed! 

Torc threw his handsome and cum-drenched head back, panting in pain and exhaustion, completely coated in a thick sheen of his freshly spilled male juices. His cock, grossly distended and still belching out thick ropes and clots of his overripe spunk, was still randy and nowhere near ready to go down. Torc’s balls were back to something approaching their normal size, still visibly swollen and hanging more than 9 inches from his crotch, but otherwise intact. The powerful muscle man had survived! 

Medusa walked up to the prone warrior, once more admiring his awesome musculature and great beauty, and said, “Thank you for fathering my beautiful child of darkness, Torc. And as a reward, I want to give you a permanent place by my side.”  With that, she lifted up her thin silk veil, and let Torc look into her glowing green eyes for the very first time. 

Torc cried out in horror as he gazed upon her naked demonic visage, and he immediately began to feel a strange tingling sensation throughout his whole body. Looking down, he could see his feet starting to turn gray and become heavy as stone, and he began to lose all feeling in his lower extremities. The effect began to travel slowly up his colossally muscular legs, and he realized with terror that the demon woman was using her infamous magical gaze to turn him into stone! He cried out in terror, but was powerless to stop the magical onslaught. 

Medusa watched enraptured as the gorgeous young man's magnificently muscular body was slowly petrified before her demonic eyes. The process was taking much longer than it usually did with other men, and Medusa realized it was because of both young Torc's phenomenal muscular size and his staggering strength and will. She was mightily impressed at how strongly he was fighting against her petrifying gaze, but also knew that the outcome was inevitable. If anything, the slow creeping of her magic along Torc's beautiful body was simply prolonging her pleasure and joy at her ultimate victory. 

As the effect of Medusa's cursed gaze reached Torc's groin, something remarkable happened. Though the young super stud had just had the orgasm of his life a few mere moments before, Torc’s cock began to spontaneously erupt with another orgasm, once again pumping out gout after massive gout of cum. 

The transformation seemed to advance slower on his genitals, but continued apace on his torso, and then his arms, all while his cock was pumping out more and more of his stud cream to pool on a body that was now nearly solid rock. 

Finally, only Torc’s head and genitals remained. His balls finally turned completely gray, and the effect slowly traveled up his cock. Torc left out one final, bellowing cry, shooting the most massive and magnificent wad yet, which cleared his cock just as Torc turned completely to stone. The massive gout of cum struck high up on the wall behind him, and then began to run down its surface to mingle with the hundreds of other chunky cum slugs already coating its surface. 

Medusa admired her stony handiwork, having caught Torc in the moment of his greatest torment and release. His mighty back was arched, his magnificent muscles flexed, his gargantuan cock caught in mid throb, his massive bull balls lying heavily on the cum-drenched pillows, his handsome head thrown back in pain and ecstasy. She would treasure this moment for eternity, and would always have her statue of Torc to remind her of his final, glorious orgasm and how he fathered her beautiful child of darkness. 

And who knew…maybe some time in the future Medusa would return her handsome muscle warrior to flesh so that she could torture him and mate once again with this ultimate paragon of man. 

2006 - College Boy Guillotine - UPDATED

I just discovered a story that I'd written to accompany this image! Enjoy! :)

USC Trojan Stud Faces the Guillotine

Zeke was the star of the State University’s athletic program. The 21-year-old senior was the quarterback of the football team, captain of the soccer team, a 4-year undefeated wrestling champ, and held local, state, and several national records in shot put, discus, hammer and javelin throw, and weight and power lifting. The massive young muscle buck also held an unofficial world record for a 1225-pound bench press, and held dozens of trophies and titles for power lifting at the state and national levels. 

Simply put, the young man was an epic stud. 

Zeke’s strength was phenomenal, and clearly showed in his massively muscled, perfectly proportioned, exquisitely chiseled physique. A straight-A student, Zeke’s intelligence matched his extraordinarily developed physique, making him a star academic as well. Add to that his incredibly handsome, movie star good looks and the greatest sexual endowment of his generation, and you had Zeke, the personification of masculine perfection. 

Zeke’s strength, intelligence, and masculine beauty, as well as the rumors of his extraordinary virility, made him the most popular man on campus, but also fostered deep jealousy and resentment from many men, especially the young recruits at the local marine military base. 

The marines had defeated the University football team for 42 straight years for the State championship, but when Zeke joined the University team as a freshman three years ago, he led the team to a string of three undefeated seasons, wiping the floor with the hardened military team and deeply wounding the egos of the proud marines. Over the past three years, the marines had grown more angry and jealous of the young college hunk, and this year they swore to exact revenge, and permanently remove Zeke from the University football team. 

Late one night, about a week before the Big Game, a gang of more than a dozen marines ambushed and captured Zeke on his way home from a pre-game party. The marines bound and gagged the young muscle hunk and dragged him off to an abandoned warehouse, where they proceeded to “teach the college punk a lesson.” 

Zeke was stripped naked from the waist down and shackled at wrist and ankle, displaying his phenomenal physique to the tender mercies of the angry marines. The soldiers had heard the rumors of Zeke’s massive sexual endowment, but none of them were prepared for the reality. Zeke’s monster of a cock was just over 14 inches long – limp! – and his gargantuan stud nuts were bigger than grapefruits. The marines had found their favorite target, and they proceeded to beat the stuffing out of the young muscle stud, focusing most of their brutal attentions on the college stud’s huge cock and massive, hairy, defenseless balls. 

The marines took out their aggressions on Zeke’s titanic testicles, punching, pummeling, pounding, and crushing those huge meaty orbs with such brutal force that any other man’s balls would have quickly succumbed to the beating and been reduced to a jellied mush of broken ball flesh. But not only did Zeke’s big beefy nuts endure the abuse, the football star’s massive cock became aroused by all the brutal ball play, and soon swelled to its full, throbbing, rock hard 21+ eye-popping inches of Grade A man meat. Seeing Zeke’s gargantuan horse cock waving proudly and defiantly before them only pissed the jealous marines off even more, and they tore into Zeke’s balls with even greater abandon, truly aiming to destroy Zeke’s obscenely oversized nuts. 

Instead, about 15 minutes into the abuse, the remarkable happened. Zeke’s huge horse cock began to darken and thicken, trembling with raw power. As the marines watched in stunned amazement, Zeke’s massive schlong gained another inch in length, shuddered a couple of times, and then began to let loose with the largest orgasm any of them had ever seen. The lush torrent of semen sprayed from the huge cock with astounding force, massive slugs of cum arcing high into the air to land wetly on the great muscular expanse of Zeke’s massive chest and corrugated belly. The orgasm kept going and going with no end in sight, finally lasting several minutes and pumping out nearly a quart of Zeke’s thick and powerful male juices, coating the young man and the floor around him in thick sheets of hot, dripping cum. 

The stunned marines quickly recovered from this display of hyper masculinity, and began beating Zeke’s recently depleted balls with even greater vigor, taking bets on how long it would take to reduce his once proud nuts to sludge. But Zeke’s huge bull nuts proved to be even stronger – and more virile – than any of the soldiers could have imagined, for only another 15 minutes later, the young football stud let loose with a second orgasm that was every bit as awesome as the first. The young muscle dude showed no signs of slowing down, and it quickly became a joke for the marines, for they couldn’t STOP the beefy young hunk from cumming. Again and again and again he came, coating and recoating his massive physique with his own male essence. 

Several hours and over a dozen orgasms later, Zeke is exhausted and in terrible agony, but his bruised and battered balls are still going strong, the massive, mighty nuts continuing to pump out one gargantuan load after another. Though the young man's massive and meaty balls were getting softer and mushier, their tremendous strength wearing down under the brutal hours-long assault, in the end it was the marines that tired out first, becoming exhausted and worn out with the brutal torture of their handsome captive. They decided they’d end the football jock’s sports career once and for all – by chopping off his humongous cock and bull balls, the very source of his spectacular masculinity. 

The soldiers tied a rope around the base of Zeke’s brutally swollen nuts and pulled them as far as his hairy scrotum would allow. They tied another rope around the base of his massive horse cock, tying is so tightly that the mighty fuck stick swelled and distended even further, so painfully bloated that it looked like the skin of his cock might split. The marines then tied off the other end of the rope so that Zeke’s huge balls rested on a massive wooden block with his monumentally engorged cock hovering above, bouncing slightly with each beat of Zeke's racing heart. 

The marines grinned evilly to one another when several of them went into a side room and then came back with an actual guillotine. The look of terror in Zeke’s gorgeous blue eyes was priceless, and all of the marines laughed and taunted the huge college hunk as the guillotine was wheeled onto the main floor. 

Each marine then took a turn bashing Zeke’s defenseless and slowly crumbling nuts one last time, forcing still more thick spunk from their massive, meaty interiors. Zeke's beautiful, bountiful bull balls were rapidly crumbling now, smooshing almost flat with each powerful kick and vicious punch, but they managed to endure even this final onslaught of annihilating abuse. Zeke's monster balls were battered, swollen, and horrifically bruised, but they were still intact...though not for much longer. 

Then the biggest marine in the group, a true behemoth of a man weighing easily in excess of 300 pounds of pure muscle, stepped forward and looked down at the bound and helpless college stud with a wicked sneer on his handsome face. Then, without warning, he stomped Zeke’s huge nuts a good three or four times with his big studded boots, really throwing his weight into it and almost succeeding in rupturing the huge orbs. Zeke bellowed in agony, feeling like an atomic bomb had just been set off inside his nuts, but somehow his incredibly tough nuts survived, slowly plumping back up to their regular -- if swollen -- egg-like shape. 

The other marines then wheeled the guillotine forward, positioning the device so that the blade was positioned directly over the very root of his groin, where his bound monster cock and massive balls were attached to his body. The blade was raised to its highest setting, nearly a dozen feet over the young man's bound genitals. A hush fell over the eager soldiers, and the moment stretched for a seeming eternity. All of them were intensely aware of the importance of this moment -- that razor thin line between being a vital and virile red-blooded American college stud, and being reduced to something less than a man. The marines let that moment stretch out for a long, long while, letting the full implications of what was about to happen sink into Zeke's panicking mind. The young man's heart was thundering in his muscular chest, for he knew that any moment now, the blade would fall and sever his pride and joy, his massive cock and balls, and end his awesome masculinity forever. 

CLICK!

WHOOSH!!!

... SCHUNK!!! …

It looks like the State University’s football winning streak will finally be broken this year… 

2006 - The Milk Pail

This drawing was created for a fan named Vaurian, who himself was an active member of the military service at the time. The image features two captive Marines being subjected to a particularly cruel torture. They've been chained up facing one another, and both their huge sets of balls tied to a huge and heavy metal bucket. They are then forced to ejaculate over and over again, steadily filling up the bucket with their own massive loads of splooge and gradually adding to the tremendous weight tearing at their colossal balls.

Already, the scrotum of one of the huge Marines is starting to rip and give way, so it won't be long before both of these huge and hunky soldiers are turned into powerless eunuchs...

The Milk Pail

The insurgent rebels had stormed the U.S. military encampment at night, and taken the unprepared Marines by surprise. As a result, nearly all of the 100 or so American soldiers had been captured alive and virtually unharmed, but the vicious rebels did not intend to leave them that way. 

The enemy guerrillas decided to laugh in the face of the Geneva Convention and torture and slay their American GI captives. One by one, each Marine was brought before the rabid throng of rebels and brutally tortured and castrated before being slain. The butchering went on for hour after hour, through one day, a long night, and into the next day. The cries and pleas of the helpless GI’s fell on deaf and uncaring ears, and were swallowed into the surrounding dark jungle. 

Finally, only two Marines were left. The rebels had saved the best for last, for these were the two biggest, beefiest, handsomest, and most hugely hung of all the American soldiers. They were both paragons of ultra masculinity, and they were about to be defiled and destroyed by the cruel and vindictive rebels. 

Both huge Marines were stripped naked, revealing their enormously muscular physiques and even more enormous cocks and balls, and then tied securely to two large wooden posts. A short length of chain was then wrapped around the massive balls of the first stud, and the other end wrapped around the balls of the other, so that both sets of huge bull nuts were stretched from their crotches and linked together in an unbreakable embrace. An embrace that only one would be allowed to survive. 

Next, the guerrillas took a gigantic metal bucket – actually more of a huge vat – and hung it from the chain joining the Marines’ massive balls. The huge metal tub must have weighed close to 200 pounds, and when the guerrillas dropped the bucket, both muscular Americans bellowed in agony as their powerful bull nuts were brutally stretched from their bodies. Any lesser men would have been immediately nutted by the sheer weight and mass of the bucket, but the mighty bull nuts of the two mighty bull Marines were more than up for the task; though they were straining mightily in their overstretched ball sacs, both sets of nuts held. What’s more, the rough manhandling and brutal stretching of the studs’ balls caused their massive cocks to rear up at frighteningly hard attention, pointing proudly upward in defiance of the rebels. 

The next part of the torture was particularly insidious, for the guerrillas planned to use the Marines’ tremendous libido and awesome virility against them, allowing the bull studs to destroy themselves with their own over productive sperm tanks. Using gun grease as a lubricant, the rebels began to roughly jack off the two huge rampant horse cocks. The terrified Marines tried heroically to withstand the fondling and rough massaging of their huge hard cocks, but their young stud virility was too powerful and would not be denied. It wasn’t long at all before both men were quaking with thunderous orgasms. Much of the huge dual loads was sprayed across onto the other man’s glorious and fantastically muscular physique, coating each man in layers of the other guy’s hot, stick jism. But a considerable portion of each load was caught by the bucket hanging between them, and the volume of spunk pooling in the bottom of the bucket added to the weight tearing at their huge nuts. 

The process was repeated again and again and again, for the Marines’ unflagging cocks refused to go down, and their huge balls appeared to have a never-ending supply of fresh spunk to spray out in great bursts for the amusement of the cruel guerillas. Even so, the hundreds of guerrillas took turns whipping out their own cocks and pulling out a load or three to add to the bucket. Though their loads were paltry in comparison to those of the huge Marines, the sheer number of guerrillas shooting their loads added significantly to the fluid in the bucket, and it gradually started to fill with fresh, gamey sperm. 

The torture went on for hour after hour, through the night, the next day, and into the following evening. As the bucket became more and more full with spunk, it tore with greater and greater force against the young men’s straining nuts. The twin massive sets of nuggies became dangerously stretched, their scrotums and balls cords pulled perilously thin, but still somehow both men endured. Amazingly, the Marines’ cocks stayed rock hard throughout all of the abuse, despite the terrific agony in their balls, and by far the majority of sperm sloshing around in the bucket came from their massive, over active bull balls. 

After more than a full day of torture, the huge bucket had become nearly full of nut slop, the level of manly fluids only a few inches from the top. The huge bucket had a capacity for nearly 100 gallons of fluid, so there must have been close to 800 pounds tearing at the Marines' bulging and straining bull nuts. Surely no man's balls could actually support such a tremendous weight, but the two Marines were proving to be made of stern stuff indeed and were even tougher than the guerrillas could have imagined. Nevertheless, it was clear to all the rebels that the mighty Marines were nearing the end of their extraordinary endurance, and soon one of them would lose this battle and have his nuts torn off by the bucket. 

Sadly, the winner would only have mere moments to enjoy his victory, for once one man loses his balls, the other will be forced to carry the entire weight of the bucket and its nearly full contents with his nuts alone. And no matter how big and powerful these Marines’ nuts are, even they couldn’t hope to endure carrying THAT much weight all by themselves. Already, the scrotum of one of the hunky and supremely beefy Marines is starting to tear, and it won't be long before his entire sack is ripped clean off. Very soon, both of these supremely hot and hunky Marines will be nutted and reduced to something less than a man. They will then be tortured further, and when the guerrillas finally tire of their castrated prisoners, they will be slain. 

What a shame to waste two such gloriously handsome, hung, and masculine men. 

2006 - The Cutting of the All-American Stud

When I was posting my drawings on Greasetank back in 2006 and 2007, I met a number of other ball busting aficionados. One of the most amazing art fans was a guy named Alex -- not only was he into some really brutal ball abuse, but he had the kind of heavy duty stud nuts most of us can only dream of. I kid you not when I say that his balls are literally the size of ripe grapefruits, and his cock is a thick 11+ inches. The man is just a pure stud. So when he made a request for a drawing of a muscular college athlete with his huge balls in danger of being cut from his body, there was no way I was going to refuse him! :)

The Cutting of the All-American Stud

Josh couldn’t believe what was happening to him! His own teammates, his friends and buddies with whom he played football and went out drinking and picked up girls, had been beating him up and abusing him for hours now. They had jumped him in the locker room that evening after the big game against State, surprising him and grappling him to the ground until the big quarterback was overpowered, bound, and helpless. After a few good punches to the gut and groin, they then told him how much they all hated him – hated his handsome good looks, hated his awesomely muscular physique, hated his easy-going manner and his way with the ladies, and most of all, hated the prodigiously huge cock and matching set of bull balls that hung from his beefy and sweaty crotch. They then began to lay into him with abandon, punching him and kicking him all over his gloriously hunky body, and delivering the most brutal abuse to his thick tubesteak of a cock and enormous stud nuts.

Josh, the star quarterback of the undefeated college football team, was being slowly mauled and deballed by his own teammates, all because they were jealous of him.

Strangely enough, the thought of being beaten and abused by all these beefy, hunky men, and the powerful sensations of agony and pleasure shooting through his aching groin, overwhelmed Josh’s powerful virility, and he threw one of the biggest and hardest boners of his young life. Seeing the huge cannon of a cock waving defiantly at them caused his teammates to wail on him all the harder. Josh knew that they meant business, and that if these guys weren’t stopped, he would not survive the night with his huge cock and balls intact.

After many hours of brutal abuse, Josh's gorgeous physique is bruised and battered, but he is still whole. His huge cock and pendulous balls have suffered the lion's share of the abuse, and his balls in particular are swollen and nearly purple with horrible bruising. The huge orbs were still plump and firm, but they had softened considerably under the abuse, and who knew how much damage his internal plumbing had suffered already. The handsome young college jock was terrified, and he knew that he couldn't endure much more of this abuse. 

Josh's teammates decided that they were through with their star player, and decided to finish him off once and for all. They dragged the big young man into the gymnasium and then suspended him from one of the many columns holding up the roof high overhead. Josh’s massively muscular body looked even more phenomenal all trussed up and helpless, and the guys amused themselves by taking more shots at his corrugated abs, his mammoth pecs, his enormous bull tool, and his gargantuan, low hanging balls.

Once they had all had their fill molesting and abusing the big muscle man, the football team prepared for the coup de grace. Some of the guys had left the gymnasium, and now they returned with a huge pair of garden shears from the janitor’s tool shed. Josh's beautiful blue eyes flew wide as one of the guys, a massively muscled giant of a linebacker, opened the shears wide and brought the huge, sharp blades up alongside the neck of Josh’s thick scrotum. He then slowly started to close the shears, choking off Josh’s ballsac but stopping just before the blades would start cutting the flesh. The feel of the blades threatening the very essence of his manhood was putting Josh over the edge, and his was rapidly racing toward a long delayed orgasm. Only question was, would his teammates allow him to cum before they sliced off his huge nuts, or would they chop off his prized bull testicles with their massive load trapped forever inside? The desperate all-American stud steeled himself for his final moments as an intact man.