From behind the curtain on the other end of the stage, Brandon, a young amateur bodybuilder in his 20s or 30s, tall and very muscular, stepped forward. He confidently walked through the crowd of performers, but stood submissively in front of Fimmel. Brandon wore only thin shorts, with no shirt, and was barefooted. His muscles were huge. He was no actor, but this was his part-time “stunt” job to earn money for bodybuilding.

Fimmel instructed the other performers, “Now, I want you to watch what I do to this guy! I want you to enjoy what I do to him, which is the funniest thing anybody could ever do to an overly muscular, STEROIDS-victim, meathead like this! You must enjoy the scene in order to act it out convincingly.” As he stretched his legs, he glanced down admiringly at the large and very pointy boots he was wearing. Then he indicated to Brandon the bodybuilder that he was ready for him.

Brandon nodded, then pretended to threaten Fimmel to keep quiet and not resist him or else. The muscleman lunged forward and tried to grab Fimmel with both hands.

Fimmel, with his small and thin scrawny build, quickly evaded the hulking muscleman and swung his right booted foot back, and then sent it flying, ramming his foot as hard as he could into Brandon’s soft balls, making the bodybuilder groan in pain and fall heavily to the ground with a loud thud. Fimmel swung his foot again and kicked Brandon hard twice in his rippling stomach muscles, as he lay on the floor crying in pain.

Looking around, Fimmel savored the cries of approval he got from the other actors, who mistakingly thought that what had just happened was all simply a mere performance… though it was actually very real. “Now I want someone else to simulate kicking this bodybuilder in his balls!” All the actors thrust their hands high into the air and shouted their desire to pretend kicking the young muscleman in his balls. Fimmel looked around, then pointed at Kara, with her small petite frame and large voluptuous breasts. He told her to come stand next to him. Fimmel asked, “Have you ever kicked a man in the balls before?”

“No” answered Kara.

Fimmel said “You’re a big enough girl – you should have kicked a guy in the balls by now. But since you haven’t, you should just do it for real this one time until you can get the ‘feel’ of it. Then the acting will be more convincing. Don’t worry, he’s a stuntman and a big, strong, dumb, bodybuilder. And you’re a tiny girl, so you won’t hurt him too much.” He lied.

Fimmel dragged Brandon the bodybuilder up onto his big, bare feet and ordered him to attack Kara. The muscleman was still doubled over while turning red and sweaty, and was massaging his aching nuts and kneading his sore stomach muscles. He grew embarrassed as the large group of actors all giggled at him rubbing himself. But he nodded to Kara, “Ready?” Lunging forward, Brandon made the same moves against Kara as he did against Fimmel.

Kara felt hesitant at first as the enormous, well-built, well-muscled man moved towards her. She didn’t really want to hurt him. But, he did look very strong and scary, with his big gross muscles all flexing and bulging. And soon Kara found herself unable to resist the desire to take-down this enormous bodybuilder with his overly buff physique!

She suddenly felt a surge of empowerment as she swung her right foot back as far as it would go, then thrust it hard into his balls. As Brandon fell back onto the floor and grabbed his nuts, coughing and retching, Kara had an orgasm so powerful that she nearly fainted.

Standing over his crumpled body, Kara felt giddy with excitement and couldn’t stop from kicking Brandon in his balls again. Her pussy felt electric pulses of sexual pleasure as her foot struck home into his prized testicles. The big, but now helpless muscleman lay groaning and whimpering on the floor, as he tried to bring his muscular thighs together and cover his groin with his hands to protect his beaten nuts.

Afterwards, Fimmel hugged and kissed Kara and said, “Would you like to have an extra rehearsal, and do more of what you have just done to him?”

Kara said she wanted more chances to kick this big powerfully-built man in his balls.

After the rest of the actors had left, and only Fimmel, Kara, and Brandon remained in the performance hall, Fimmel suggested that they take Brandon back to his house.

At Fimmel’s house, Brandon was made to prepare himself for Kara’s practice session. The muscleman put on thin sweatpants, a tight black ‘wife-beater’ t-shirt, and flip-flops. When Brandon was ready, Fimmel gave Kara a stun gun and said what he wanted her to do.

Kara waited until the bodybuilder, his legs wide open, grabbed hold of Fimmel, who then reached down and gripped the tip of Brandon’s penis hard through his pants. He squeezed until the muscleman clenched his teeth in pain and bent over low, spreading his legs apart more. Kara came up from behind him and kicked Brandon hard in his balls making him gasp and stagger backwards away from Fimmel.

Kara then took the stun gun and discharged it into Brandon’s body, causing him to convulse and fall to the ground twitching and urinating. Kara and Fimmel moaned in pleasure as they watched Brandon squirming on the floor. Their sexual excitement grew as they stood over the fallen muscleman, and they stripped him naked before he could recover. Fimmel then told Kara that she could do anything she wanted to the ‘gross’ bodybuilder, as long as it ended with Brandon’s dick and nuts being removed.

Kara felt dizzy with excitement at the thought of castrating the big muscleman. She rubbed her pussy as she stared sadistically down at him.

Stepping forward, Kara grabbed hold of Brandon’s left ball in her right hand and started to twist, squeeze and pull hard on it. The muscleman howled in agony and bucked his hips. He reached down with both of his hands and grabbed her hand, trying to make her let go of his testicle. But he was too weak from the pain. Kara’s pussy was tingling as she crushed his ball in her soft hand.

Moving her hand backward, she wrapped her fingers around the skin just behind Brandon’s left ball and pulled it hard away from his body, making his skin become tight over it. Then Kara lit a match and put it close to his ball, but not close enough to touch his skin. The sound of the man screaming in pain brought her off to another powerful orgasm.

Next, Kara heated up some pins and slowly pushed them into Brandon’s left ball and twisted and flicked them with her fingernails, before gradually pulling them back out. She then sucked his left ball into her mouth and slowly bit into it with her molars crushing it flat with a loud pop, as the bodybuilder watched and his eyes bugged out. He began roaring loudly while sobbing and thrashing about. Every one of Brandon’s big muscles was flexing and quivering all over, and he was covered in sweat. Meanwhile, Fimmel orgasmed as the muscleman suffered, and the loud pop of Brandon’s left ball popping flat ended.

Taking a sharp knife, Kara pulled the bodybuilder’s penis hard towards her, stretching it. She put the blade into the opening of his urethra and slowly pushed it towards him, slicing Brandon’s cock down its length in two. Panicking as he looked into her face, the once strong man, with his big bulging muscles, felt fear and anguish as he saw the look of sexual ecstasy in her face as she pushed the blade through his cock. Brandon started squealing and whining, and the veins and tendons on his neck were sticking out.

When she had reached the base of Brandon’s cock, both Fimmel and Kara dived down and took one half into their mouth and lovingly bit if off. Staring into each other’s eyes, they ate the bodybuilder’s cock raw and then stripped off naked and made mad passionate love to each other, while the ravaged muscleman watched in agonized horror. His eyes were wide and his mouth gaped open, but no sound came out except for a low, high-pitched moan.

When they had finished, Fimmel approached the suffering, devastated, now former, bodybuilder. He stood between Brandon’s thick, muscular tree-trunk legs and sighed “Oh! This is no good to you now.” The muscleman’s face was of fear, as he weakly looked up at Fimmel, and slowly followed his eyes back down to his groin. Then Fimmel put his left foot onto Brandon’s right ball and leaned forward, putting all of his weight onto it, crushing it flat. Sweaty and panting, Brandon began to roar, sob, and pound the floor with his clenched fist. With his other hand, he tried to push Fimmel’s boot away from his decimated genitals. Fimmel and Kara had just destroyed Brandon’s manhood and sex life, and his bodybuilding days were now over.

The End