Hi guys parts of this story is true and others parts I would gladly pay to be true but I let you work out which parts. Any comments or requests will be answered. Thanks Chris
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I like to see the good in most people and will always try and be positive in my outlook on life and the people within my life. I have a good job that pays enough to pay the bills, I wouldn’t say that I have money to throw around but it was money that sealed the fate of Andrew Parsons. Andy was 20yrs old when I met and seemed a good bloke who was always bending over backwards to help people out he just never bent over in my bed that was his only floor in his character. He has blond hair and nice blue eyes, oh and that body was really good. He had a great six-pack and what hung between his legs was worth a good bit of cock sucking any day of the week. He had the nicest butt I had seen on a guy in ages. His jeans rode high up his butt and hugged his balls real tight. I often wondered what it would feel like to get hand full of his balls in my hand. In my mind I have this dream of having a guys cock and balls on the menu one evening for my dinner but of course it’s only a dream that I play in my mind when I see a guy with a big pair of balls. Andy had moved into my house during the month of June last year. He was trying to start his own cleaning business because where we live there are a lot of health clubs and private houses. There is also the rich St. George’s Hill estate where the likes of Cliff Richard lives and other well-known people from the movie world and corporate business world. I at the time was running a coach company and felt that I could offer Andy some of my business knowledge to help him on his way. I do love to help young guys out if I can because I remember how hard it was for myself at his age. I offered my help, which he gladly accepted. We changed the name of the company to Crystal Clean and we had cards and posters put up everywhere. I even posted at site on the web for the company. I also did the books and I knew that the company was making a good bit of money. It was thought that we ought to go more in the direction of carpet cleaning. Andy came home on day and told me that the cleaning machine had broken down and the van had been written of in an accident. I told him to take some money out of the account to replace the machine. He said that there was no money left because he had bought a new van on the pretext that the insurance money would go back into the account. Andy asked me to loan him £1,500.00 for a new machine. I thought about it for a moment and had an idea. “Okay, Andy I will on one condition.” “What’s that?” he asked. I told him that I would loan him the money but his cock and balls were mine if he didn’t pay up. Your right ball is worth £500, as is your left ball. Your cock is also worth £500! He was in shock. “You have got to be joking,” he said with a certain look of horror in his eyes. “You mean if I can’t pay, I have to be your sex slave or something?” “No don’t be silly, your straight, I wouldn’t demand that from you or any one else. No what I mean is that I will cut your man hood away from your body. I’ll eat it for my evening meal in front of your eyes.” He thought about and said to me, “It won’t be a problem for me to pay the money back from the insurance. Fine it’s a deal. Where do I sign?” I held out a sheet of paper for him to sign as I had one prepared while he was thinking about it. It was coming up to paying the landlord his November rent money and I gathered in all the cheques as I do. Ten days later the landlord telephoned me at home to say that Andy’s cheque had bounced. I was out of work at this time due to a shoulder injury. I phoned Andy on car phone and told him the news. He said that he would sort it out. Andy never returned home again. He did a runner! I couldn’t believe it. I was out of pocket and nearly broke. I wished Andy were in reach for me to get my money. I thought – shit – he conned me. It was during that first week of November that the police contacted me to say that van Andy told me was a written off was in fact stolen and thus I couldn’t get the insurance money. I contacted the bank who told me that the business account had been closed that very day. I asked them to cancel the cheque. They informed me that the money was taken in cash. It would appear that I had been had big time. I was really angry beyond the point of rage. I just couldn’t believe it. He is going to pay big time. As luck would have it I met my boyfriend, Dan, who first got me into ball bashing and ideas about eating cocks and balls. The amount of times I knee or kick his balls in any one-day is beyond counting. As he was talking about how he wanted to play the ball- bashing scene that evening in bed, I started to go down memory lane. I first met Dan when I was training in North London. I was doing various courses to help in my teaching skills back at the college. Dan was on the same course as me and the moment I saw him I shot my load. I couldn’t get over his package and his butt. The jeans hugged his body and I just thought to myself, I have got to have him as my lover. He had the nicest smile, the gentlest guy I had ever met in my life. I had fallen in love with him and I did even know his name. I was twenty-five at the time and we kind of click all most on the spot. We were the only two English guys on the course and thus fate pushed us together. In truth he wanted to spend time with me because of my computer knowledge have just finished teaching the subject for two years. If ever you have watch Ally McBeal, when she see a man that she likes dives on top of him that is what it was like for me with Dan. We were just drawn to one another. I remember standing next to him when he was pissing. I looked at his huge cock and I said to him “Dan, you’ve got a python growing into between your legs!” He thought that was funny, he said it was that long to keep his eggs warm. I just could not take my eyes off it. He has the cock, arse, body and face what more could a guy ask for? I remember we went out for a Christmas drink and he wore his tight jeans. I was in heaven! He had a lot to drink and so I suggested that he come and stay at my place, which he did. He was leading the way up my staircase with his divine butt level with my eyes. He lost his balance and I caught him. I ended up with one hand on his butt and the other between his legs holding his balls. I put him back on his and was removing my hands when caught my right hand and pulled it further between his legs so that the whole package was in my hand. His erection grew while I was holding his cock and balls. He said to me, “are you going to stay here all night or are you going to rip my clothes off in your bedroom?” I carried him into my bedroom and threw him on the bed. I was like a wild thing. I think I tore his shirt off his back because it was in shreds the next morning. I even tried to do the same with his jeans but they were so tight, that I only managed to damage his left nut. He made me kiss it better as if I needed to be told. Andy was so beautiful in his naked state his muscles were big, even though the photo doesn’t give that away. It was like looking down upon an angel. If it were legal for guys to marry, I would have asked him there and then. I took his briefs off and they really weren’t up to the job of keeping his tackle in place at all. His balls were hanging over the sides of his briefs but it was a really nice site. He was cut very nicely – I love cut cocks, they are really much better to suck. Dan was very thick as well – if I couldn’t feel his dick with my own hands I would say that it belonged to another guy. It seemed just too big for his body. His balls were really big as well; he told me that when he was 16 he was into the ball-busting scene. He just loved to have his balls kicked and punched. He was even harder when he had been kick in the balls. In fact before I sucked him off, he asked me to bust his balls. I didn’t want to just in case I couldn’t get his cum out of him. He was really into it in a big way. He asked me to give him the hardest kick I could possible give any one. I nearly broke my foot doing it, I was in real pain and he was hard as iron. I put my own pain aside to suck him off. You know what they say about the younger the meat the sweeter the taste!!! In Dan’s case it was very true. I am a real cum lover and his was the best. He must have shot a load that would fill and egg cup. His cum was real sweet. I know that cum is effected by the amount of sugar in the body but his was like condense milk, thick and creamy just the way I like it. We really got into one another from that point onwards. Every time we made love I kicked him in the balls before, during and after sex and he still came like the River Thames. Even in the college loos I would knee him in the balls, to get him hard so that he would have to let me blow him. Don’t get me wrong I was just interested in his cock or hurting his balls, I truly did love the whole person. It took me a long while to accept that the only way to get him horny was a knee in his nuts. I was really worried about long-term damage and if it would affect him making cum in any way. I really loved his cum; I have never tasted any like it since. I got really daring during lectures with him. I used to lean over and talk directly in his ear, and say things like: I want to grind your balls into beef mince for tonight’s dinner or I am going to kick your balls so hard that they are going to shoot back into your body for protection. It work every time, he became horny as hell and really needed sex. I began to like having the power over his cock. It was like me making the choice for him when to cum and where he was going to cum. I could never take the pain that he took in his nuts. I would go soft if he sucked me too hard. I loved his butt as much as his cock because both gave me great pleasure and enjoyment in life. I would have given everything up for that guy – I couldn’t think of my life without him. “Then you send the golf club crashing into my ball and if it goes pop it goes pop or it might rip out of my sack. What do you think of that? Chris, you haven’t heard a word I have just said – have you?” “I am sorry sweetheart, I have got a lot on my mind!” Dan knew that something was wrong if I was not getting excited about hurting his balls. I had to tell him the truth. Dan was really good. He then turned around and said, “Let’s do it. Let’s take his cock and balls. We can have them with a pasta tonight.” I really started to hear what he was saying to me. I really liked the idea but there was one problem – I didn’t know where Andy was now. “I know where he is. Peter from the Health Track was telling me about this hunky new pool cleaner they have just hired. It’s Andy Parsons, he has been working there for three weeks now. I just didn’t think to mention any thing to you. It serves you right for taking the world on your shoulders.” Of course my sweet darling Dan was right. I never included him into my business affairs which was something I was going to put right. I got up and gave Dan the biggest and longest kiss I had ever given him. “Do I get a reward, lover?” he asked. I couldn’t refuse him. I stepped back and gave him the hardest kick in the balls I had ever given him. He quickly slid his jeans down again my foot smashed into his tender ball sack. His smile got bigger, he was shouting things like: “Oh darling, I know you love me real deep. Give me hard kicks, please grind my balls. Crush my cock, kick it to death. Please kick the cum out of my balls.” I bent down and picked my lover up by his balls. His body was all over the place. I really thought his balls might pop. I didn’t want to do that to him because his cum is so sweet. I dropped Dan on the bed and pull him forwards a little and spread his legs wide. I punched his balls; I kneed him and felt his balls go to either side of his bag. I did his favourite things and sucked his balls into my mouth and bit into his painful nuts. My teeth ripped through his bag and I almost castrated my lover. He started to cum and I sucked his cock down my throat and felt all his young boy juice going down into my gut. I sucked my last drop of cum and then kicked him once more in the balls but really hard. This kick is always the one that keeps him on the floor for an hour. He says it hurts 1000 times more than the others. I throw his legs over my shoulders and fucked his arse until I shoot my load into his deep tight arse. After we had both recovered a little it was time to go and cock nap Andrew Parsons. I was not going to bring him back to the Byfleet flat, so it was agreed that I could use the playroom of guy from the St. George’s Hill Estate. He was a former college friend of mine who I taught how to deep throat his lover, to save his relationship with his lover at the time. That was fifteen years ago and they are still together thanks to me and my cock sucking skills. Dan brought his cattle prod with him and was waiting by Andy’s van, which was parked at the back of the Health Track club. Dan heard the backdoor opening and started to pretend to be sick near the bonnet of the van. Andy shouted over to Dan, asking if he was all right. Dan just carried on heaving his guts up. Dan had put the cattle prod on the highest setting which was enough to stop an elephant in its tracks. Andy got near and was just by Dan’s arse when Dan turned around and Andy’s face dropped in horror. It was too late Dan nailed Andy in the balls with the cattle prod. Andy went flying into the air and then hit the ground with a thud. We wasted no time in putting handcuffs on him and binding his feet. I knew he was out cold but I jumped into the air and landed full force onto Andy’s balls. We drove back to the playroom with Andy in the boot. I had shoved a pair of Dan’s cum and pissed stained briefs into Andy’s mouth. When were arrived we ripped the clothes from Andy’s body until he was naked. Dan suggested that we put a butt plug up his arse to stop the shit coming out of him. I said that I had a better idea. I picked up a rubber dildo and cut the balls off. Dan was watching me closely then the penny dropped. I shoved the dildo into Andy’s arse. It was sucked up like he had been used to it. Dan then got the butt plug and shoved that into Andy’s arse. The view was wonderful. Andy strung up like a chicken waiting to be slaughtered and with an arse full of rubber. Dan & I were hard as iron and spilling pre-cum. We used super glue to glue the other edge of the butt plug to the skin of Andy’s virgin arsehole. If he tried to push the blockage out he would take his rectum with it. The discomfort began to have its effect on Andy and he began to wake up. We knew his balls would be killing him. I told Dan to shave Andy’s crouch hair away but don’t use shaving cream. Andy started screaming the moment the blade tore out his hair. In spite of himself Andy went hard. “You better lose that boner”, I said otherwise I will lose it for you. “How fucking dare you go hard while my lover is shaving you. You pervert, Dan is mine not yours.” Dan looked at me and I nodded my agreement. Dan brought his knee crashing into the lose balls. Andy screamed like mad begging to be cut down. Boy was he going to be cut down in more than one way. “I expect your wondering what you are doing here! Well the loan is well over due for payment so I am going to collect it all today. I am going to beat your cock and balls so badly you will beg me to take them but first I am going to collect the interest.” I said as I picked up a very sharp razor blade. “Please Chris, don’t take my cock and balls. I’ll do anything; I become your personal fuck boy. I’ll suck your cocks, I’ll even drink your piss but please don’t do this, please,” he begged as he sobbed his heart out. I told Dan to piss into a glass and I took it to Andy’s lips. “Drink it all otherwise you lose it all” I said. He opened his mouth and started to drink Dan’s piss. Dan held a glass under my cock and I started to piss as well. Dan brought the glass ready but took a little drink himself. “Dan, that’s for no cock here.” In the mean while Andy had drained a pint of Dan’s piss. Now it was mine he was to drink. It was much stronger than Dan’s and it was clear that Andy didn’t like it at all. He coughed a little and a drop fell to the floor. “Oh what a pity you were doing to well. The deal is off.” “No please wait, I drank it all nearly - don’t I get credit for that?” he screamed at me. “You do indeed. I leave you with one sign that you are male.” I certainly had no thoughts and letting him keep his tackle. I stepped forwards and dug the razor blade into his young right nipple. I held it in my hands. “If you eat it you get to keep the other one” I said. Andy ate his own right nipple. End of Part 1 So guys do you want a part 2? Is there any of you that want to add your fav thing into the story? Let me know guys.