Donkey Dick & the Stable Boy

By: Littledick

Hi, my parents named me Richard. It has always been a bit of a joke all my life seeing Richard is always shortened to Dick. However I lived up to my nick name and it wasn't long before my brother and his mates started calling me "Donkey Dick" from an early age. Even as a youngster it was more than obvious that I was well endowed.

We lived on a horse stud that our parent owned before they died in a car accident when I was twelve. My brother Aaron was twenty-two at the time but there was no way he was going to let anyone else bring me up. In-spite of the ten years difference in our ages we were extremely close. Our only Grandma alive was our father's mother who kept in touch and was there for us at any time that we needed someone to support us in any way, shape or form.

Aaron was fantastic in taking care of me and very protective to boot. Aaron is six-foot seven inches tall slim but well built and covered in muscles. He is dark haired and handsome with a thick eight inch cock and very large balls. As for me at eighteen years of age I am only five-foot three-inch's tall, blond haired, blue eyed, lovely olive smooth skin and as skinny as a rake. I have sharp stunning facial features with an extremely cheeky bright expression that matched my entire outlook and nature.

For a skinny kid I have a succulent, juicy full bubble butt that it well tanned seeing I run around naked quite a bit of the time. My bubble butt screams to be screwed according to Aaron and he ought to know as he has screwed many times since I was ten years of age. My basket around front has always been a focal point, like it's the first thing people have always noticed, even when I was a prepubescent child. Our parents and Aaron used to say I was a set of cock and balls on legs.

My cock is a dark purplish brown colour, eleven inches when slack and grows to fifteen inches long when in full bloom. It is nine inches around that's about three inches in circumference. Sitting on top of the shaft is a large mushroomed shaped flared head that's even bigger than the shaft itself. A massively loose floppy almost black foreskin covers the head of my cock. The foreskin hangs sloppily another inch past the tip of the head hidden in it.

As for my balls, my dick hangs over a set that a stud bull would be proud of to display. They too hang in a large, enormously floppy dark but smooth sack that is down around my knees most of the time. My two large lemon sized balls constantly stretch the sack further down all the time. When I run my nuts flop around between my legs just like a rams balls do when they are made to run across a paddock and flop around behind them.

The only body hair I have is a small light patch that runs from the top of my cock to my belly button. The patch wouldn't be an inch wide if that; apart from a few hairs under my arms that’s about it. My arms and legs don't have hair on them other than a little bit of fluff, I have never had to shave my face to Aaron's disgust. So it is not hard to see why I live up to my nickname. In fact apart from wanking off all the time my cock is too large to get into anything to discover the joys of screwing something or someone. However Aaron has managed to chew on the head of my cock a few times. He can't do it for too long as it hurts his jaw so much as he attempts to stretches his mouth over the head of my cock.

Most of the people that work around the stud have been with us for years and never took much notice of me running around naked, as they have seen me naked since I was a small boy. At home clothing was a waist of time in my book even when our parents were alive they let me run around in the buff all the time. I have gone swimming naked ever since I could walk. This day was no different, so I went for my usual swim in the river that runs through our property. However it was the Christmas summer break after my eighteenth birthday when Aaron had taken on a new bloke to work in the stables. Martin would have been in his late twenties, he is six foot tall and not much to look at but he had the hots for me as it were from the first time he caught sight of me. When he saw me one day naked he started to stalk me at every opportunity he got, not that I spent too much time in the stables themselves. I had caught him several times when he snuck off to watch me swimming especially when I was drying off in the sun afterwards on the rocks by the river edge.

Aaron had been really busy this day and I hadn't seen much of him. I had gone down for a swim and had fallen asleep under the shade of several large gum trees that lined the riverbank. I was asleep on my stomach when I was suddenly woken and startled by someone jumping on me pinning me to the ground and trying to shove their cock up my butt. I knew it wasn't Aaron because his weight was much heavier. I started to scream out when I was slugged in the mouth and told to shut the fuck up. I am no fighter and Martin who had jumped me had the advantage in every way. He was far stronger than I as well as the element of surprise.

He managed to burry his pathetic cock up to his balls in my butt when I screamed out again. He tried to gag me with his hands but I managed to bit his fingers and he screamed out in pain. It was then someone heard the noise up in the stables and it was then several people came running down to the riverbank and pulled him off me.

Aaron had just arrived back home as everyone was running down to the river so he came down to see what had happened and what was going on to cause several people to run down towards the river. He immediately came to my side as the others held Martin back. It was then that I told Aaron what had happened, Aaron made sure I was ok, seeing I was bleeding a little from Martin shoving his dry cock up my arse. Martin was again screaming in pain as Aaron kicked him square in the balls as the others held him in position. Whilst doubled up in pain Martin was dragged off to the barn where he was tied between some posts. It was then that Aaron began to work out just what he was going to do about Martin.

I was taken inside by Aaron and he helped me clean up and made sure that his favourite root wasn't damaged beyond repair. The bleeding was just from the dry penetration and would heal quickly. Both Aaron and I then showered and I dressed in a g-string and loose shorts. Then the two of us made our way over to the barn where the others were still gathered keeping and eye on Martin.

The others wanted to rip Martin's balls off there and then. However Aaron said lets all cool down and think about what we are going to do. Aaron then said to Martin that you have two choices boy. You either stay here and we either fix you, or we take you in to town and hand you over to the police and have you charged. So what's it going to be? What do you mean fix me, Martin asked? Aaron replied we would castrate you. You know the last guy convicted in town ended up in jail for years and he too was castrated as they see him as a threat to the kids in town. So what is your choice, the authorities or here with us? Come on shit head speak up!

Well do I get to keep my job he asked? Yes, Aaron commented if you also allow us to shorten your cock too! There was a very long silence before Martin responded to Aaron's choices. With great hesitation Martin finally spluttered out I guess I will take my chances here, I don't want to spend time in jail. The others all began to hoot and holler at Martin's decision. It wasn't long before the guys were shaving his crotch and getting things ready for his punishment. I stood by and watched as the guys worked away preparing him. Aaron commented on my rather hard cock and the pre-cum I was leaking all over the place as I watched the proceedings of getting Martin ready.

Martin once readied had his hands tied above his head and fixed to a winch by a large wooden post. His legs were spread as fair apart as his body would allow; a gag was pushed into his mouth. It was then one of the other guys came in with a hood over his face, only his eyes were showing. He also wore a cap and gown that covered his entire body so that no one knew who he was. Aaron called this new character as “The CUTTER”.

The cutter waisted no time at all in getting ready with his instruments and swabbing Martin's crotch with antiseptic after tying a loop around the neck of his scrotum. Within seconds Martin's body went all tense as the scalpel penetrated his scrotum for the first time. It didn't take the cutter much time at all and Martin's whole scrotum was laid out in a stainless steel dish leaving his balls hanging on their cords alone with Martin screaming at full volume. What followed next was a bit of a surprise. Matin was winched up a little higher and was turned so he faced the wooden pole. His now dangling legs were detached from the spreader bar and pulled around the post and winched up to his waist height. This left his balls hanging low on their cords below his body.

Aaron then appeared with his archery kit and pull out the first arrow. He took careful aim and let fly with it. The arrow whistled through the air and within an instant it had pierced and passed through Martin's left testicle and lodged itself deep in the wooden post with a thud. I don't think Martin realised what had really happened to him. However the second arrow was on its way pinning the right hand nut to the post. Martin's balls were now impaled on the two metal arrows and there was no way to get them off without totally destroying his balls. It was then that Martin's legs were let down leaving him hanging by his arms. Then he was lowered down and just before his feet hit the ground his balls were stretched taught on their life giving cords forcing him to try and stand on his tiptoes to try and relieve the pressure on his balls and cords.

Once his hands were loose Martin was untied. He was already tiring of trying to hold his balance whilst standing on his tiptoes. He was handed a scalpel and told he could shorten his ordeal by severing the cords on his balls himself. Martin made several attempts to start to cut the cords connecting his nuts but he couldn't force himself to cut off his manhood and relieve his suffering. Every now and then you could see his feet waver but as the tension on his nuts and cords increased he would suddenly raise himself up again to have to go through the whole process once more, the strain showed vividly on his face..

This went on for some time till he finally let out a loud muffled scream as he slashed the cords to his nuts. Everyone went ballistic cheering and whistling. As he collapsed to the floor the Cutter rushed in to seal off Martin's cord before they had retracted totally into his body and couldn't be got at again. Unfortunately for Martin this wasn't the end of the ordeal he had to face. He was quickly restrained and a catheter was shoved down the eye of his cock. Then the cutter brought out a new scalpel and cut the head of his cock in one quick movement. Martin was screaming the place down as the head of his cock was lifted off the catheter. The head was put on the table and smashed with a sledge hammer so he knew it could never be reattached. He was then cleaned up and the wounds cauterised and let go.

It was surprising how quiet Martin became after that. He lost all interest in me which was good as I am still running around naked most of the time enjoying my life with Aaron. Most people still say hear comes the cock and balls on legs when I am horsing around the place.

The End.