Bodybuilder ball torture & castration

[dean (imported)]

I want to do a story, or possibly series of stories, about the bondage, ball torture, and eventual castration of young (under 30) smooth bodybuilders or well-muscled studs. I want to be very descriptive about their appearance, their humiliation, and their torment and loss. Their fate will be non-consensual, at least once they see what will eventually happen. I would welcome any ideas you may have about story lines or details. Thanks.

[Sugar (imported)]

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[Sugar (imported)]

Dean, they use a lot of steroids. That causes atrophy of the dick and balls as it is. Don't get too crazy with what you write. I have a eunuch hubby here, so I know about it. He had prostate cancer! A lot of body builders have a 2" dick, anyhow; have balls the size of peanuts --- from steriods! If you disagree, let me know; but don't get too crude. I would like to see and get some more "real" stuff! --- Sugar ---

[Rushsite4 (imported)]

Dean, they use a lot of steroids. That causes atrophy of the dick and balls as it is. Don't get too crazy with what you write. I have a eunuch hubby here, so I know about it. He had prostate cancer! A lot of body builders have a 2" dick, anyhow; have balls the size of peanuts --- from steriods! If you disagree, let me know; but don't get too crude. I would like to see and get some more "real" stuff! --- Sugar ---

Good advice Sugar. My advice is avoid the no-consentual part if it is real except as a fantasy..otherwise there could be all kinds of complications .

[jaydraconis (imported)]

A fine theme. Serious bodybuilders often have become conditioned to pain/endorphin highs. Those Sugar mentions who have largely sacrificed their balls anyway could plausibly include some who'd get off on it. I personally prefer the conscious-sacrifice, consensual, even arrogant choice of castration or nullification. An old story -- Gym Nullo-- stirred my interest in this and much of Zoroaster's work now includes it. Flexin to the End combines a non-consensual plan ultimately desired by the BB. Of course crushing or cutting the balls off a muscled young stud is a fine fantasy too.

I want to do a story, or possibly series of stories, about the bondage, ball torture, and eventual castration of young (under 30) smooth bodybuilders or well-muscled studs. I want to be very descriptive about their appearance, their humiliation, and their torment and loss. Their fate will be non-consensual, at least once they see what will eventually happen. I would welcome any ideas you may have about story lines or details. Thanks.

[bobov (imported)]

A world-champion wrestler was unhappy because he had only won refereed matches by the book. Real stud wrestlers were the most prestigious athletes in this country, and people snickered about the champ because he had never fought in the no-holds-barred underground matches. In these matches, naked masked wrestlers fought with nothing separating them from the crowd but a circle drawn on the ground. If a wrestler left the circle, any member of the crowd was allowed to join the fight, hurting or helping the wrestler as they pleased, so long as he was outside the circle. There was heavy betting on the matches, and the crowd often worked itself into animal fury. A match ended only when one wrestler gave up, died, or was incapacitated. A wrestler who gave up was left to the mercy of the crowd. When the champ, concealed by his mask, finally decided to join an underground match, his savage and hairy opponent decided to toy with him. He teased the champ in a series of sexually provocative holds - a bear hug accompanied by pelvic grinding and grunting, a leg lock while rubbing his pelvis against the champ's buttocks, bringing the champ to his knees while slapping the champ's face with his penis, etc. All this time, the crowd was howling in frenzy, calling for the champ's blood, and feasting on his humiliation. Finally, the champ was bent backward with an arm hold, while his opponent began to stroke the champ's penis. The champ couldn't help himself. He became more and more aroused. He didn't notice that he was being manuevered closer and closer to the edge of the circle and the crowd that hungered for his destruction. As the champ succumbed to a powerful orgasm, grunting and spraying his semen into the air, his opponent ripped off his mask, revealing the anguished face of the defeated champ in his ecstasy of self-immolation. As the orgasm ended, his opponent thrust the champ's lower body outside the circle and into the waiting hands of the mob. As the champ's orgasmic joy turned to pain and terror, members of the crowd grasped his inner thighs, smiling wolfishly in his face as they dragged him further into the darkness outside the circle. His thighs were spread almost to breaking as the calloused hands that seized his balls attempted first to be gentle. There was a moment of silence, as the champ and the crowd paused with the knowlege of what was to come next. Then, a terrible scream broke the silence, rising to a shriek before fading away. The hard man who had the champ by the balls, a truck driver with a pug face and a belly full of beer, squeezed those balls like a wrench, crushing and pulling, until there was a tearing noise and the champ's scrotum came away, balls and all. The champ passed out as the blood pooled between his thighs. The truck driver grinned and held the champ's scrotum aloft for the crowd to admire. After receiving slaps on the back and high-fives from many, the truck driver swaggered out to his rig. He tossed away the pair of dice that hung from the roof and replaced them with a better ornament, one which dangled and swung with weighty perfection. Meanwhile, the wrestler who beat the champ received his reward - a free fuck up the old champ's asshole as delighted bystanders watched and took souvenir photos. With the purse he'd won, it had been a good night. The poor champ, his wound sealed by a smear of axle grease, drifted in and out of consciousness. When it was all over, they gave him his clothes and $20 for being a "good sport about it." He had to limp home and order prosthetic balls to fill out his wrestling costume. The truck driver never told how he got his new hood ornament.

Or words to that effect.

[Allan Carreg (imported)]

Have you read any of Ron's stories? I think a lot of them would be right up your alley and maybe they'd give you some tips and some inspiration.

Oh and don't be afraid to imitate- Imitation is the highest form of flattery. I'm sure Ron would not mind if your story echoed his style and mirrored his efficient and tight format a little.

Cheers,

Allan

P.S. But don't imitate me. I waffle on and on and on... Ask anybody.

I want to do a story, or possibly series of stories, about the bondage, ball torture, and eventual castration of young (under 30) smooth bodybuilders or well-muscled studs. I want to be very descriptive about their appearance, their humiliation, and their torment and loss. Their fate will be non-consensual, at least once they see what will eventually happen. I would welcome any ideas you may have about story lines or details. Thanks.