There was a brief moment of silence before they both burst out laughing, and I couldn’t help but laugh along with them.
“That’s not funny”, I chuckled.
“Oh yes, it is!” Leo snorted.
“It’s fucking hilarious!” Sammy chimed in, laughing his ass off.
I admit, it was pretty funny.
We were standing in the studio, me behind the camera, Sammy and Leo in front of them, getting ready to verbally slam each other before doing it physically.
Leo was 19 years old, Sammy was 18, and they were both tall and lanky, pale and slender.
Leo was wearing a woolen cap on top of his black curls. It was the only thing he was wearing except for a pair of boxer shorts that looked a little too large for him and sat on low on his waist, with his bony hips exposed.
Sammy was wearing nothing but a pair of old-school tighty whities. I had the strong sense that he was wearing them just for the camera but the skinny redhead looked really good in them. He filled them out nicely, his big balls and meaty dick clearly outlined in the fabric.
“So go for it”, I said when we had stopped laughing. “Whether you’ll find it funny or not – the viewers will love it.”
“Alright”, Leo said. “Alright, here we go.” He cleared his throat and collected himself, smiling into the camera.
The camera was rolling. I nodded at Leo.
“Hey there, I’m Leo”, he said with a smile, putting his arm around his buddy. “And this is my friend Sammy. We are going to have a little fight. No holds barred, nothing is off limits.” He chuckled. “The winner is the one who crushes the cum out of their opponent’s nuts.” He grimaced. “Sounds fun, huh?”
Leo and Sammy laughed.
“No kids for you, buddy”, Sammy chuckled, playfully reaching between Leo’s thighs and giving Leo’s package a light squeeze.
“We’ll see, my friend”, Leo grinned, looking down as Sammy squeezed his bulge. “We’ll see.”
“I’m going to squeeze every last bit of spunk out of those fat marbles”, Sammy said with a devilish smile.
“They’re filled to the brim”, Leo smiled. “There’s one week’s worth of spunk brewing inside those puppies.”
Sammy laughed. “Awww, you saved up for me!”
I couldn’t help but smile. I loved the playful banter between these two, and it looked awesome on camera.
Leo chuckled. “Not for you, actually – but if you’d like to suck my dick I’m sure that can be arranged after the fight…”
Sammy let out a laugh and squeezed Leo’s nuts hard, causing him to grimace as his balls were crushed by Sammy’s bony fingers.
“Easy, easy!” Leo croaked. “We haven’t even started yet.”
“Looks like I started without you”, Sammy grinned, twisting his hands and twisting poor Leo’s nuts in the process, eliciting a sharp, shrill squeal from the curly skater.
“You bastard”, Leo protested in a flawless falsetto before sneaking his hands into Sammy’s underwear to get a good hold of Sammy’s meat and two veg.
The vise-like grip that he applied looked like he was trying to make ground meat and mashed beans out of them, judging from the look on Sammy’s face.
The freckled teenager’s face turned into a mask of pain. His eyes crossed and his lips curled as the pain spread in his underwear.
Locked in a mutual nut squeeze, the two friends gave it their all, squishing and squashing their buddies’ juicy plums as if they were trying to turn them into jam.
They were screaming in perfect disharmony, their faces turning red, their eyes watering as they squeezed the life out of each others’ testicles.
I cringed in sympathy as I watched them wreck each other’s rapidly swelling gonads. Most people thought that these skinny young men didn’t have the strength to do real damage to a man’s most prized possessions, but Sammy and Leo were out to prove them wrong.
Their underwear slid down to their feet, exposing their bare bodies as they wreaked havoc on each others’ most prized possessions.
They were squeezing as hard as they could, their fingers digging deep into the sensitive nut meat, driving their thumbs into those cherries as if they were trying to pit them. Pretty soon, thanks to all the yanking and twisting and squeezing, the two pairs of tender testicles had taken the proper color as well: they were a rich, gorgeous shade of red, indicating that these delicious pieces of fruit were ripe and ready for picking.
And, in fact, it looked like both Sammy and Leo were trying to twist and yank each others’ sack clean off.
Their friendly banter had turned into inarticulate grunts and ground that didn’t sound very friendly to my ears…
Then, as if going for his opponent’s nuts wasn’t dirty enough a strategy, Leo threw his buddy off balance by delivering a mean, hard blow to his throat.
Sammy’s eyes widened and he let out a gurgling cough as he let go of Leo’s bruised and battered ball bag and brought his hands up, leaving his manhood unprotected for a moment, a beet red pair of rapidly swelling targets, waiting be hit.
And that’s exactly what Leo did.
The skinny young man dropped to his knees, balled his fist and delivered a powerful, devastating upper cut to Sammy’s crotch, ramming his gonads into his body and flattening them like pancakes.
Sammy howled in agony, his eyes watering as Leo powered another hard punch up between Sammy’s thighs.
The second punch brought Sammy to his knees, and for a moment, the two young men looked into each others’ eyes.
Leo’s face broke into a grin as he prepared to go for Sammy’s nuts again.
But despite the pain in his precious jewels, Sammy managed to thwart his buddy’s attack with a cheap shot of his own. He threw a simultaneous double punch at Leo’s kidneys, knocking the wind out of Leo’s lungs and making him scream in pain.
Seizing his chance, Sammy threw himself at Leo, toppling him and landing on top of him. I have no idea whether it was a planned move or not, but Sammy’s knee landed right between Leo’s thighs, nailing his fat plums dead-on and crushing them with the weight of his body.
“Fuuuuck!” Leo shrieked in a girlish voice as Sammy used his bony knee to grind his nuts into peanut butter.
Now that Sammy had the upper hand again, his mood lightened considerably, and he teased his buddy while pinning him to the ground, his knee crunching his nuts. “I hope you like your eggs scrambled, man”, he quipped with an evil smile before he brought his leg up and kneed Leo in the nuts as hard as he could.
Leo let out an anguished wail but he managed to retort, “I know I like YOURS scrambled!” With that, he brought his own knee up – but instead of hitting Sammy’s battered balls, it connected with Sammy’s ass, making his body slide up towards Leo’s face.
Despite the fact that this hadn’t been Leo’s initial plan, the curly-haired cutie decided to make lemonade out of the lemons that were dangling right in front of his mouth, and he snatched at Sammy’s dangling sack, catching Sammy’s left nut between his teeth.
“Fuuuuuuuuuck!” Sammy shrieked as Leo chomped down on his precious nut, grinding the meaty nugget between his molars and eliciting all kinds of funny noises from his poor buddy.
I couldn’t help but cringe in sympathy as I zoomed in on the action, catching a perfect, painful close-up of Leo’s nut-munching attack on Sammy’s tasty testies.
“Time-out! Time-out!” Sammy screeched in an almost comically hysterical soprano.
“There is no time-out!” Leo replied – at least that’s why I think he wanted to enunciate. With his mouth full, all that I heard was, “Wheargh impho pimearggh!”
Despite Leo’s articulatory problem, Sammy got the gist of his friend’s answer. I guess the fact that Leo didn’t show the slightest inclination to free his buddy’s testicle. On the contrary, it looked like he was chomping down extra hard. And it sounded like that, too, as Sammy shrieked like a banshee.
With his time-out denied, Sammy turned to more drastic measures, reaching behind himself and grabbing Leo’s ball sack with both of his hands. Holding one nut in each hand, he squeezed as hard as he could, prompting Leo to gasp in pain and let Sammy’s ball bag slip out of his mouth.
The shiny sack looked pretty horrible, covered in spit, glistening, bruised and almost ridiculously swollen on the left side.
With Sammy sitting on Leo’s chest Leo wasn’t able to use his hands and arms, and he looked like he was about to take another bite out of Sammy’s beans, probably to even out the considerable imbalance that his dental focus on his friend’s left ball had facilitated.
But Sammy sensed the impending danger on his palatable plums and managed to jerk back his hip just in time to save his bag of goodies from Leo’s hungry mouth.
Instead, he drove his thumbs deep into the core of Leo’s testicles, making the handsome skater writhe and squirm and scream in utter agony.
Leo’s frantic movements threw Sammy off and the cute redhead lost his grip on Leo’s manhood and landed on his back, grunting and groaning.
Leo knew that he had to act quickly, and he jumped onto his friend with a bloodcurdling war cry that sounded his vocal cords had been replaced with his testicular ones…
The two skinny young men rolled around on the floor, back and forth, kneeing and punching each other in the nuts whenever they had the chance. It was a blur of screaming sack attacks, an indistinguishable pile of limbs and nuts.
I had no idea where to point the camera. Every time a body part came into focus I realized that a vicious nut squeeze or a mean dick punch happened just off camera.
Finally, I settled on a wide shot that failed to capture the details of the attacks but managed to get a good overall view of the action.
Then I leaned back and watched the two skinny guys destroy each other.
Their grunts and groans and screams and moans filled the studio as Leo and Sammy squeezed and punched, smacked and pinched, twisted and squelched each others’ nuts with their strong, bony fingers.
They were merciless, attacking each others’ swollen, bruised, battered ball bags with wild abandon.
After more than twenty minutes of devastating nut-crunching actions, they were at a stalemate, lying on their sides in a 69 positions, their nuts firmly in the hands of their opponent.
I took the camera off the tripod and filmed them from above.
It was a hot and funny sight, and it had a very sexual component. Their meaty dicks – which looked very impressive on their lanky frames – were rock hard and throbbing, pointing at each others’ faces.
If it hadn’t been for the severely bloated and excruciatingly purple ball sacks one could have mistaken the situation for a playful foreplay for oral sex. Then, of course, their were their faces.
They were both sweating profusely. Sammy’s face was white as a sheet, and he looked as if he was about to faint. In stark contrast, Leo’s face was almost as purple as his nutsack. Their eyes were teary and glazed, and they didn’t look as if there was any fight left in them – or any live sperm inside their precious family jewels…
“Give up”, Leo croaked breathlessly, maintaining the vise-like grip he had on Sammy’s sack, squishing and squashing Sammy’s nuts with both of his hands.
“You give up”, Sammy whimpered, returning the favor and squeezing Leo’s nuts as hard as he could.
“No, you give up!” Leo insisted in a low grunt, digging his thumbs deep into the tender meat of Sammy’s balls.
“My nuts!” Sammy whined, kneading and twisting poor Leo’s battered ball bag.
They went back and forth like that for several more minutes, crushing each others’ nuts with their bare hands. I couldn’t help but think that any other guy would have long passed out. It was almost touching to see these skinny, ostensibly anemic guys go through with what many guys who were much more muscular and bulky would have long abandoned.
Just when I thought that they would actually make each other pass out from the pain there was another, even more spectacular solution: They both came simultaneously, screaming in pain as massive orgasms shook their bodies.
It was like watching an elaborate waterspout fountain installation. With almost unreal precision, they covered each other in cum as they battered balls pumped out their creamy cargo.
Leo was screaming hoarsely, his voice all but gone, as Sammy’s sticky spunk covered his face and his hair and his neck and his upper body. A spurt hit him in the nose, making him snort and grunt just as another spurt hit him right between the eyes.
Sammy was more vocal. “Shit! Fuck! Shit!” he screamed from the top of his lungs, his screams turning into a funny gurgle when a particularly rich jet of cum shot right into his open mouth.
Their orgasms seemed to last forever, and the fact that they both continued kneading and grinding each other’s testicles didn’t seem to slow it down. On the contrary, it looked as if they were squishing every last drop of out each others’ sacks.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, they balls were thoroughly drained and completely empty.
They were both covered in cum, and they were still in the 69 position.
“Alright, guys”, I chuckled and turned off the camera. “That was fun. I’m sure our viewers will love the video.”
“We aren’t done yet”, Leo whispered to my surprise. “Give up!”
“No!” Sammy groaned. “You give up!”
“Guys”, I said slowly. “I think we—”
“You give up!” Leo moaned, his left eye sore and red from Sammy’s cumshot, his left eye partially glued shut. He squeezed and twisted Sammy’s nuts viciously.
“I won’t give up!” Sammy groaned, his face contorted in pain, as he crushed Leo’s balls with his fingers.
I looked at my watch.
After waiting another ten minutes without any visual change – except for the color of their ballsack that had changed from purple to a very dark shade of lilac – I decided to call it a day.
I left the camera running and instructed the boys to lock the door when they were done.
When I arrived at the studio the next morning, I found two large puddles of dried sperm where the guys had been lying when I left them. I estimated that it was another two or three loads that were drying on the ground.
Looking through the footage on the camera, I found out that my estimate wasn’t far off. They had been here until the early hours of morning, wrecking each others’ nuts. Leo had relieved Sammy of another three loads, and Sammy had managed to squish another four loads out of Leo’s battered balls.
They finally settled on a draw – a result that they could have had several hours, several loads and several legions of snuffed out sperm earlier, but who am I to complain… – and left the studio limping and moaning but with smiles on their faces.
I chuckled.
Maybe I should invite them to come back and to really battle it out…
– The End –
