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We met on the beach, I was lying in a slight hollow between the dunes, sheltering form the gaze of passers by. I'd been there nearly two hours, my lithe body glistening with sweat and sunblock. A couple of guys had got my attention as they wandered past and we had jerked each other off. Another, a hot looking Spaniard had just finished playing with my cock. He had enjoyed manipulating my foreskin back and forwards over my flared glans and he had got me almost to the point of unloading, making appreciative noises about my smooth blond skin, when he had stopped and moved off. Cock teaser! Still, I'd had plenty. I had lain back on the hot sand, my cock still semi- erect and twitching from all its recent stimulation, resting across my thigh. I was thinking that I should be getting away for something to eat when I became aware of someone looking down at me, I looked up to see the hottest guy I'd seen in the two weeks of my hols. He was abut six two,heavily- muscled, with dark- hair just about everywhere. What really got my attention was the massive sac of balls hanging low betwen his thighs. This was the muscle stud of my dreams, the bull male I had been looking for and wanting for ever. With a grunted "Hi" he sank down on to his knees beside me. His thighs sank into the soft sand and slid open, his heavy balls resting on the sand . I reached over, pushing my fingers under his loose soft man-sac, closing them around his bullnuts. I could hardly contain them. He groaned and slid closer, opening his thighs wider. "OH, Yeah!" he moaned "Where have you been hiding?" "Might say the same thing." I said. He gripped my stiffened cock in his fist and bent forward to suck it . "I want these balls." I said, squeezing his bloated orbs. "They're yours, in enchange for your beautiful body, I want to fuck you." He said. That was how we met. He was thirty two and just getting over a messy divorce: I was twenty four, though I still looked a lot younger. He liked my boyish smoothness and my slender five foot eight body, I loved his virile, hairy, rugby- player build. That was more than five years ago. He has fucked me and jetted his spunk into me, or over me, thousands of times since. My lithe build and His great balls have never failed to provide us both with endless satisfaction. Over the years I 've worked hard on his giant spunmakers. They have never ceased to amaze me with their size, weight and the quantity of spunk they can unload. I've stretched and hauled down on his pendulous sac almost every day, as part of our sexplay. It was always huge, now it always hangs six or seven inches from the root of his thick cut cock, more when he is relaxed or hot. His cock shaft is substantial and long even when soft, yet its flared head nestles among themuscular folds of his scrotum, well above the two studballs which power and drive his masculinity and male need. I've often told him that I want him to give them up to me, to let me take them, to cut them from him while he is still at his virile peak. Occasionally, he has let me band them, and this is now becoming part of out regular sex play. He likes to feel the constriction about his strong ballcords, though he makes me cut them free before it gets too bad. Then he loves to fuck me, hard and deep, to push me down and mount me as though in proof that his bull power is still intact. But I know that he is getting hooked on it, just as he did on the rough ball work and ballstretching I've subjected his nuts to over the years.He is so much stronger than me, that I know I cannot take them without his consent. However, he is adicted to ballplay and now sees our fucking as a sort of reward. Recently, as I sat astride his magnificent body , playing with his fat cock, licking up and down its veiny chestnut -coloured shaft, I took a length of thick cord and wrapped it round and round those bulging bull nuts until his sac reached halfway down his thighs. He began to compain that I was going to make him a nullo, that His cords would break, that his nuts were dying on the vine, and he began to rise up to save them. I pushed down on his bulging pecs, pushing him back down onto the bed. "No." I said "I willl decide what these boys of yours need". "They are mine now" He sank back, accepting my wish, and let me give them a heavy slapping which drove him wild. I think in a little while he will let me go all the way. He will surrender and let me take his huge bull nuts. Want to read part two? |