Hey, my name is Dave. I’m a 32 year old gay guy and keep my body fit! I’ve arranged to meet a guy at a dungeon. He’s called Rob and I found him on Scruff. Looking at his profile, I think we’ll be in for some fun. We’re both switches and are into BDSM, pain, and ballbusting.
I arrive first at the dungeon and look around; it’s like an Airbnb for pain! There’s lots of fun stuff to play with. I’ve brought a harness and leather jockstrap with me and quickly change into them. I love the feel of the soft leather against my bollocks and cock.
Rob arrives directly from the gym and is wearing sports gear. Fuck, this man is smoking hot, 29 and obviously spends time working out. Brown-eyed with brown hair, his t-shirt clings to his sculptured torso, with a hint of abs showing. He has thick arms and is wearing loose-fitting shorts that reveal the curve of an impressive bulge beneath. He speaks, “I didn’t have time to shower before I left; I hope you like musk.” My cock jerks at the thought. I love a guy who smells masculine. The aroma of fresh sweat is a real turn-on, particularly ball sweat.
He says, “Man, you’re a sight for sore eyes”. I grin, “Nice to meet you too,” before pulling his head towards mine and planting a deep kiss on his lips. My tongue and his dancing with one another. He deepens the kiss, cupping my head in his hands. I reach around and grasp his arse cheeks, grinding my hips into his. He raises his arm and nudges my head to his pit. I take a deep breath. My cock is instantly hard. I can’t wait to get on my knees, I grab his hips. Thrusting my nose into his crotch, I inhale deeply and smell his ripe balls through his sweaty gym shorts.
“You ready for some busting?” Rob asks. “You’re bloody right”, I reply, “although you’re first”. I stand and grab some handcuffs from the wall. I turn him around, handcuffing his hands behind his back. I grab his package and whisper into his ear, “I own these now. You’re going to feel pain and pleasure like you’ve never felt before. You up for it?” He nods his head enthusiastically, “Bring it on”. “Good.”
I kick his legs apart with my foot. I look down at the bulge at the front of his shorts. I start by gently tapping it with the back of my hand. “Feel good?” I ask. “Fuck yeah”, he says. I love the feeling of having a hot stud under my control. Making him hard, making my dick swell.
I up the intensity of the taps, and he starts to subconsciously back his hips away from the assault I’m giving him. I pause, wanting to give him a moment of respite before taking the pain up a level. I pull his shorts down, revealing his bollocks encased in a pair of tight blue boxer briefs. I caress them and give his hardening cock a stroke through the material. He’s got a sizeable damp patch of precum developing around his knob. With my index finger, I polish the sensitive underside of his cock-head. Using the precum and material to enhance the feeling.
“Give me a number between 1 and 10”, I say. “7”, Rob replies. I get on my knees, close to his nuts, so tempting in their cloth pouch. I can't resist burying my nose in and giving them a deep sniff, fuck they smell good! I sit back and raise my fist punching him hard in the balls. “1”. He jerks back in pain, “fuck!” that hurts. A second punch hits just as well. With each of the five following punches, he cries out in pain, but his cock remains rock hard. I undo the cuffs, and he falls to his knees, nursing his painful bollocks.
I tell him to remove his underwear. Which he does, freeing his rigid cock. He grabs it, giving it a tug. I bend down and lick his knob, getting my first taste of it. His cock is ripe after his gym workout, the taste making my cock drip. I give it a couple of sucks. He settles back, thinking I’m about to give him a hummer, but I have other ideas.
I stand and push him back down onto the floor with my feet. He lies on his back. I grab his legs, raising them. I place my foot on his hard cock, wanking him with it. He thrusts his hips upwards towards my foot. I shift my weight. His balls hang loose in their sack. I push down hard on his left nut. Then I move again, so I’m crushing both his nuts. He roars in pain. I raise my foot and stomp down again and again. He writhes in agony. His breath comes in ragged gasps. “Oh fuck,” he cries.
I stop again, time for some pleasure. Rob looks at me with a mixture of exhilaration and fear. I help him up to his feet. His cock points upright, his balls dangling heavy and pendulous. I grab his cock, pushing it down as I wank it. I smear his precum over his cock head, polishing it. I lean in and kiss him while I continue to wank him slowly.
I part his lips with my tongue, relishing the feeling of his stubble as we open our mouths and kiss hard. We both moan with pleasure. I move my knee up his inner thigh; he tenses. He knows what’s coming. I lower it, teasing him before driving it hard into his nuts. We carry on kissing, my hand stroking his shaft as I knee him in the balls again. His cock twitches and gets stiffer. I drive my knee into his nuts again.
Then I order him onto his knees, his legs spread. His cock still hard, his balls dangling. “How many?” I say. “Five”, he replies. “Ten”, I say.
I stand in front of him, holding my cock. I wank myself slowly, revelling in the look of fearful anticipation on his face. I feel a rush of adrenaline as I swing my leg back and kick him squarely in the balls. Sending a jolt of pain through him, leaving him gasping for breath. I follow up with a second kick as hard as the first, making him double over in pain. Despite the pain, he wants more of this; he quickly resumes the position.
He looks up at me, holding his cock, wanking his foreskin back and forth. “You turned on right now?” I ask. “Too fucking right, this is hot”. “Put your hands behind your head”. He takes his hand off his cock. It springs upwards. Putting his hands behind his head causes his hips to thrust forward, his balls hanging, waiting to be hurt again.
I move behind him, standing a metre or so behind. I love busting from behind. The bustee can’t see it coming, which makes it more of a surprise. Also, if you get the angle right, it’s guaranteed to cause maximum pain, all the force from the tip of your foot going into the bustee’s bollocks.
Rob tenses as he waits for my swift third kick, catching him off guard, but he manages to keep himself upright for the fourth and fifth kicks.
I pause, then kick for the sixth time. It’s a doozy, hard into his balls. He reacts by removing his hands from the back of his head to protect his balls. “Keep those hands on your head”. He returns them to the position. I feel so powerful and horny right now. This adonis is on his knees, waiting for me to kick his balls, knowing I’m in control.
I lunge as if I’m about to kick him again but stop short and chuckle as he flinches. I quickly follow with two taps.
I move to the front again. I grab the back of his head and tell him to open his mouth. I spit in it and, holding my cock down, push it into his mouth. He sucks me enthusiastically. His soft wet mouth around my cock feels amazing. I’ve still got two kicks left. I give him a good kick. It feels incredible as he moans with pain around my cock. I push his head off, letting him breathe.
“One more, then we swap places. Your turn to bust me”. Rob looks at me, excited about what’s coming next. I grab the back of his head again, forcing my dick into his throat, choking him. Then I raise my leg backwards as far as I can, pause and then unleash all my power with a savage kick that sends him down onto the floor.
I stand over him, my dick proudly upright. I feel so fucking on top of the world. “Fuck man, that was intense.”, I say. He grunts, not quite ready yet. I give him a moment. He stands, his cock still hard. Now it’s his turn to be in charge. I wonder if I should have given him such a hard final kick. He runs his hand down along my cock, pulling me towards him. He gives me a big, wet, open-mouthed kiss. I respond, our dripping cocks rub together hard.
Suddenly, his knee connects with my balls. Pain shoots up, fuck, that feels so good. Usually, being hit in the balls outside of sex play is just fucking painful. There’s something about it as part of sex that makes me so horny. So alive, so masculine. I’m a dominant sub, so it’s not about submission for me. It’s about being a man, taking the pain and turning it into a pleasure.
He grins as he shoots his knee up again, crushing my balls. He holds it there, grinding and crushing, revelling in my pain. He lowers his knee and grabs my balls, encircling my sack with his thumb and forefinger. He pulls them so hard away from my body that they’re shiny. With his other hand, he flicks them. Something about this doesn’t do it for me. It just hurts. He continues, and I’m not going to be a pussy and ask him to stop. Then something switches in my brain. My balls are aching now. Fuck that’s starting to feel good. He bends down and sucks my knob. Oh, this is what I live for. Pain mixed with fucking pleasure. I thrust upwards, and he pulls off, laughing. “Not yet, mate” Instead, he kisses me, the sweet taste of my precum on his lips.
“On your knees, hands behind your head”. I comply. “Legs wider”
He stands back. I watch him, waiting for the first kick; I know it’s coming. He stands, legs slightly apart. He’s got muscular, toned arms - not gym bunny overdeveloped, but just right. He adjusts his stance onto his back leg. His cock and balls swing as he lunges forward and kicks me hard. I fall back, clutching my nuts as the pain radiates out.
“Oh, man. You can dish it but not take it so well, back on your knees” I get back upright. Rob kicks again, putting his weight behind it. Four times in total, and I remain on my knees. I’m not going to show weakness. He stands over me, slapping my face with his cock, precum smearing on my cheek. He taps my balls with his foot, multiple gentle taps, but the combined effect is painful, building with each tap until I’m in agony.
I hold my tongue out, and on cue, he slaps my tongue with his dick pushing it into my mouth. I suck it eagerly. I love the feel of a hard cock in my mouth. He grabs my ears and starts to skull fuck me. His heavy balls slap into my chin as he makes me gag. I expect another kick in the balls, but it doesn’t come. He seems more intent on pleasuring himself with my mouth. I look at him as he looks down at me and grins, “Don’t worry, there’s more to come”.
He pulls his cock out and pulls me upright by my arms. He leads me over to a St Andrews cross in the corner of the room. He gets some cuffs, and first, he hooks my left arm into place, then my right. He leaves me like that momentarily, my feet standing on the floor. He licks from my armpit up my arm, and I shiver with pleasure. Wishing I could grab his head and push it harder into my pit.
He then returns to kissing me and gently strokes my cock. He stands with my balls in his palm, my cock resting up his lower arm. He starts to squeeze my balls gently. He stops kissing for long enough to tell me that he’s going to test my pain threshold to see how much I can take. He increases the pressure gradually until his arm is tense and his strong muscles bulge. It fucking hurts, but I grin. “Is that all you’ve got?” He releases my balls, “we’ll see”.
He bends down and ties my legs to each side of the cross so I’m spreadeagled. I love this position; my fit, muscular body taught and on display. My hard cock jutting out, my balls hanging. Waiting for what’s next. He stands back and watches me for a second. I find it hard to believe we’ve only just met. We’ve got such a connection. It’s so difficult to find guys who are into busting, let alone switches and then, on top of all that, he’s hot as fuck.
He steps forward and kisses me. I watch, silently begging for him to knee me in the nuts. I’m not disappointed. His knee moves upwards toward them. I groan with pleasure, my body trembling with anticipation. “Beg for it”, he says. His words cut through me, “Knee my bollocks, man, I want to feel some pain,” I say.
He gives me three quick knees in a row. I hang from the straps. The agony spreads from my crotch. Oh man, it feels good. He follows up with another triple of forceful knees. With each one, the pain builds on the previous one until it becomes almost too much. My body reacts. I pull upwards un-consciously, trying to escape the onslaught.
He stops and holds my cock by the base and spits on his palm before polishing my knob. I roar with pleasure, this is so fucking hot. While he’s doing that, he raises his knee again. Oh man, this is beyond anything I’ve ever experienced before. “Having fun?” he asks. “Fuck yeah”, I nod. He lowers his knee and strikes again, looking me directly in the eyes while he does so. We stare at one another, him daring me to submit. I stare back. I’m not giving in. He keeps going, each knee getting harder and harder. He pulls me close, our knobs touching, our bodies together, slick with sweat from all the exertion.
He stands back, both of us breathless from the engagement. He wanks himself I look down at his cock, mesmerised as his long foreskin covers and uncovers his knob. I want to lick it and take it in my mouth, frustrated that I can’t get my bound hands free. Anyway, he has other ideas. He gets on his knees and grasps my cock by the root. He looks up at me, licking my knob like it’s an ice cream. A shiver runs from my cock, through my balls and up my body.
He licks my nuts along my cock and then takes the tip into his mouth. He repeats this over and over, each time taking more into my mouth. Eventually, he just blows me, moving his soft mouth up and down my cock. He reaches up for my balls and pulls on them hard. There is nothing more likely to make me cum and cum hard than this. I thrust my hips forward, and he continues to suck my cock. He can sense I’m getting close and stops. Slapping my cock with his palm and then following up with a couple of punches to my balls.
Oh man, I’m horny as fuck now. I look at Rob. I’m raging with lust. “Untie me. It’s my turn to play. “I say. I’m unsure of his expression as he leans forward. Will he comply? He knees me in the balls. He bites my lower lip, pulling it gently with his teeth before thrusting his tongue into my mouth again.
He continues to kiss me while he eagerly unties my wrists. As soon as my hands are free, I grab the back of his head, our kiss becoming more passionate. We stop, and he releases my feet. I tell him to turn around and face the cross. He’s back in his comfort zone, being the more submissive of the two of us. His firm glutes are displayed as I fix his arms and legs in an “x” position. His balls hang down his hard cock rubs against the wood of the cross.
I stand close to him, my cock nestling in his crack as I put my arms around his torso, our flesh touching. He turns his head, and we kiss.
I step away and select a horse-riding crop from the wall. I gently run it over Rob’s ass, making him shiver with anticipation. “How many?” I ask. “Five”, he chuckles, knowing it will be more. The air between is electric with anticipation as I raise the crop high and then, with a fierce crack, bring it down on his right ass cheek.
Rob flinches and moans with pain. I follow up with a second crack, more forceful than the first one, against his left cheek.
I stand back and look at his body, legs spread, balls dangling. Looking so tempting, I raise the crop between his legs and gently tap his inner thigh. He tenses. Then, I gently tap his nuts repeatedly. The taps getting harder with each one. He moans, pushing his hips back. He’s enjoying this. I finish by pulling the crop back hard and giving him a hard wack to his nuts. He roars in agony. This one hurt and wasn’t pleasurable. My dick which had deflated a bit, springs back to full mast.
“That counted as one,” I say. “Fucker” is all Rob has got to say. “My rules, I’ve got the whip”. Three more hard whips to his red ass and finally a little tap on his balls; I’m not a total cunt.
I put the crop down; it is time for some pleasure. I stroke Rob’s ass gently. Soothing away the pain. Then I lay my body against him; he pushes back against me, my upright dick lying against his crack. I nibble his ear. “Wanna take this to the next level?” He murmurs his ascent.
I push my finger into his mouth, he sucks it enthusiastically. Running his tongue around it like he’s giving me a blow job.
I remove it and gently hold it against his hole, rubbing it around his tight entrance. Then I get on my knees. I lick his balls and then up his taint. First, I lick over his hole; he throws his head back and roars with pleasure. I use my stubble to rub over it, “fuck, that feels amazing”, he says. I then take my tongue and push it into his hole, opening it up. He’s clean, but the musk of sweat from his workout lingers.
I reach between his legs and grasp his cock, his balls resting on my wrist. I begin to wank him gently, slowly. He arches his back, pushing his arse further onto my tongue. I continue, and he begins to thrust his hips; I run my fingers over his knob. “Oh man, I’m gonna cum if you keep that up.” I stop; there’s more play to be had yet.
I untie him from the St. Andrews cross; he rubs his arms appreciatively. I lead him to a hoist and tie his hands high above his head. His muscles are tight, stretching out his torso and defining his abs. He looks at me, uncertain as to what is to come next. I lean in and sniff him, the sweat of his workout and the fresh sweat from our exertions making for a heady musk.
I stand back, grasping my thick cock; I wank myself. My heavy bollocks add to my pleasure as they swing in time to my fist. I watch Rob, he’s fixated on my cock. He follows every stroke. He subtly thrusts his hips, his dick wants some action. He should maybe watch what he wishes for.
I grab some nipple clamps and attach one to his left nipple, quickly followed by one to his right. A jolt runs straight down his body to the root of his balls, causing his cock to jerk. I pull the chain holding the clamps, and his body convulses with pleasure. The pain is intense but deeply satisfying. I pull hard while, with my other hand, I reach down and slowly run my hand over his cock.
I grab a pinwheel. I begin by running it over his pecs. Over the hard muscle, he reacts with a soft moan at the unique sensation. “Where next? Cock or balls?” I ask. He knows that both his are vulnerable to my skilled touch and that I will get off on causing him pain. “Balls”, he whispers.
I don’t have to push hard; he gasps as the sharp pins roll over his sensitive skin. Waves of ecstasy coursing through his body as he surrenders himself entirely to my touch. I hold his hard knob, and he tenses as I run the pins up his shaft. I stop, then run them around his knob. He hisses, pain like no other but somehow pleasurable.
I release him from the hoist and lead him to a pillory, placing his neck and hands in place before closing the wood over them. He pushes his arse back. “Fuck me, man,” he says. I place my stiff cock before his mouth, “Get it wet”. He spits on it and sucks it in.
I move to his back, running my hands up the inside of his thighs. I hold my cock on his hole. Then, I raise my hand and slap his ass firmly while I plunge my cock into him. He roars with pleasure as I start to fuck him. He’s been waiting for this all evening. He moans and pants as I rotate my hips, pistoning my cock into him. My nuts slam into his taint as I fuck him balls deep. The sound of our bodies slapping into one another fills the air.
I stop, teasing him, my hard cock at his hole. He begs me to continue. I slam in again in one move. I love that feeling. It makes me feel so fucking masculine. After several minutes of intense fucking I pull him closer and hold my cock there. Grinding my pubes against his arse. I am so close to cumming now, but I’m not quite ready yet. I pull out, desperate to swap places. I release him and pull him over to a sling set up in the corner.
I climb on, my legs in the air. “My turn”. Rob gets on his knees, doing as he’s told. He runs his tongue across my balls and then down my taint. I arch my back as he runs it across my hole. “Fuck me with your tongue”, I hiss. He complies as the tingling in my ass radiates through my body. I thrust my hole towards him. All his energy focused on giving me pleasure.
I grasp my dripping cock, wanking it, my foreskin moving back and forth across my knob. Rob stands. I look past my cock to see his impressive hardon. He’s long and thick, just the kind of man that satisfies me.
We stare into one another’s eyes as he lines his dick up with my hole. “Fuck me, make it hard, make it rough”. He pushes straight through my sphincter. I roar with pain as he piles in. I swear I feel his mushroom head’s ridges inside me as he stops. His pubes against my ass, he doesn’t hold there long. He pulls out and slams into me again, moaning as he does so.
He continues the assault on my ass, grabbing my cock roughly and wanking it. He slaps my ass with his hands both at once, the sting driving me to new heights of passion. He slows, looking at my hard cock.
“Time to cum”, I tell him. I want to see his cock erupt, as well as mine. He says in his profile that he’s a heavy cummer, and after all this edging, we’re both going to shoot buckets. I want to see that, not waste it in my ass. I tell him to get on the floor. He sits up, his legs apart and flat on the floor. I sit so my legs are draped over his thighs, our bollocks touching. Oh man, the feel of his balls against mine!
We grab our cocks, leaning back slightly. I wank myself to the edge of cumming and stop. Rob does the same, furiously masturbating and then suddenly stopping. I grin, “fuck man, this is so fucking intense”.
We match one another, slowly running our hands over our cocks. I want this to last forever, but the urge to feel my load shooting through my dick is strong also. I pick up the pace, our balls rubbing against each other as he does the same.
Then I feel it start, that delicious feeling deep in my nuts as they prepare my load. I look at Rob, his head back, panting, moaning, sweat streaming down his chest. I stop wanking as my load erupts through my swollen cock, the first spurt hitting me on the chin, then multiple spurts coating my pecs and abs. As my orgasm slows, his dick erupts. I feel it first through our touching bollocks as his taint pulses. His head back, he roars as he, too, covers his abs and torso with hot sticky cum.
We lay on our elbows for a second, riding the post-orgasm bliss. Then I scoop up some cum from my abs and offer it to him. He licks it off my fingers sensually before kissing me, sharing. We take it in turns to clean one another’s bodies sharing our loads with multiple cum kisses. Our chins are sticky with all the juice.
I have an urgent need to piss. I stand, my limp hefty cock sticky from all the exertion. Rob looks up expectantly as I release a torrent of urine over him. My dick gets stiff, watching him shake his head, wetting his hair. I pause, and he puts his lips around my knob. I fill his mouth with piss, and he stands, sharing it with me in a filthy, delightfully sordid kiss.
He pushes me down and returns the favour. His piss leaving his cock and running over my hair. Then he aims the stream to my crotch. I lie back loving the feeling of warmth on my cock and balls.
He lies on top of me, and our wet, stinking bodies connect. Our semi-stiff cocks, rolling around as I grind my torso against his. Kissing, the smell of urine overpowering and making me horny all over again. My cock gets rock hard, swelling to full mast. The urge to cum again and cum fast overwhelms me. I reach down for my dick, my fist a blur of activity as I wank myself. Rob’s eyes open wide as moments after just cumming I’m hard and ready to go again. Then I feel it, my balls tightening. My taint spasms as I shoot cum through my cock and over him, coating him lightly this time. I finish with a few shorter spurts. I roll my torso onto him for one last time, kissing and holding our sticky bodies together.
After a moment’s relaxation, we head for the showers. We soap each other and fondle our soft dicks; we’re satiated for now. I won’t want more action for a while. We agree to meet again before parting our ways, and I walk home with sore balls and a spring in my step.
