This is the next installment of the College Buddies Series. This story picks right up several weeks after the events of The Man of Eric's Dreams. You can also check out the rest of the stories here. This story is primarily based in M/M and features the growing relationship between two young men, but there is a small F/M scene in the middle of it (just a fair warning!) I hope you enjoy.
Eric rolled between the sheets of his extra long twin bed, turning his back to the wall as he felt the momentary twinkling of consciousness begin to recede as he slowly slipped back into R.E.M. sleep. It was late and the dorm room was dark and quiet.
Eric heard the light rustle of movement in his roommate's bed as Jake stirred in his sleep.
He was just about to nod off when suddenly Jake called out from his side of the room.
"Eric?"
Eric breathed in slowly. The sound of his roommate's voice tugged him back into the world of the living.
"Yeah?"
"You awake?" Jake asked in a hushed voice.
"What do you think?" Eric replied groggily. "I'm talking to you, aren't I?"
"Yeah. I just meant-"
"I know what you meant. It's just hard to sleep with you banging away at yourself over there." Eric grumbled, still keeping his eyes closed.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you." Their was a moment of silence before Jake said anything else.
"You think you might be willing to come over here and help me out?" He asked sheepishly.
"No." Eric responded almost immediately.
"Come on . . ."
"It's the middle of the night." Eric grumbled. He rolled over so that his back was facing his roommate.
"I know that, it's just, I'm so damn horny." Jake said.
At least he was honest.
"When aren't you?" Eric shot back from over his shoulder. Jake had a funny way of showing interest only when it suited him.
"Seriously man, please? I've got myself all worked up here, and if I try to go to sleep now . . ."
Eric groaned. It didn't look like either of them was going to get any sleep until Jake's erection was dealt with.
"Alright, fine." Eric growled, sitting up in his bed. "But I'm not getting out of bed. You'll have to come over to me this time."
"Awesome!" Jake jumped to his feet and leapt in front of Eric's bed. "Thanks, man." His body was so tight and lean, he had the physique of a greek statue.
Even in the absence of light, Eric could see his roommate's large, ponderous nutsac swinging heavily below a massive erection that was pointing straight at him.
Eric sighed and reached for the soft, flesh colored globes and gave Jake's huge balls a hard squeeze, digging his finger tips deep into the juicy ball meat of the hefty orbs. He felt Jake's body convulse slightly and the handsome stud clenched his teeth while his cock twitched to life.
Eric tugged on Jake's distended ball cords and pulled him on to his bed. He was too tired to bother punching or kicking Jake's gonads. Squeezing them would be more efficient, and a heck of a lot easier. Eric cupped Jake's mighty bull-nuts and lifted them, as if he were assessing their weight. His roommate's testicles were truly huge, almost freakish, and yet familiar. If a cannibal ever got their hands on them, they'd probably get a meal or two out of the two rubbery orbs.
Jake began to pant and moan as Eric rubbed the muscled stud's nuts between his fingers, giving equal time to each as he worked then over in his hand. With his other hand, he pinched the soft flesh just below the head of Jake's throbbing penis - the combination of which, sent Jake's head spinning. He closed his eyes and moaned louder.
Eric went through a checklist in his head, and one by one he made sure to hit each of Jake's buttons. A pinch here, a lick there. As a result, Jake's 8-inch cock was transformed into a steel rod. Jake pulled his hands back behind his head and hummed with pleasure as he thrust his hips and fucked Eric's hand - but a single hard yank on his nuts was all that was needed to remind him that Eric was steering the boat now, and he quickly settled down.
Eric considered drawing things out and teasing Jake for longer, but the truth was that it was late and he was tired. Instead, he decided to give himself, and his roommate, a treat.
Jake's eyes were still shut, and his hips continued to twitch involuntarily as a clear stream began to trickle down his rigid pole.
Eric maneuvered his grasp so that he was holding both of Jake's monster nuts and put them through a few twists and turns before he really began grinding the twin orbs against the heel of his hand. Jake grunted from the sudden rough treatment, and his eyes opened wide just as Eric bent down and swallowed almost the entire length of his girthy penis. The suddenness of Eric's move, along with the intense pain and pleasure that began radiating from his groin was just too much for him to protest. He simply lied back, and accepted it, while Eric went to town on both ends of his manhood.
Jake was so horny, that any thought of holding back or drawing things out was impossible by Eric's skilled mouth, tongue, and hands - rendering him powerless as his roommate began to force a massive load out of his baby-makers.
They both knew it was all over when Jake's loins began to spasm.
Eric began squeezing and sucking harder as the first glob of spluge hit the back of his throat. He could tell by the force of splatter that this was going to be a big one.
Jake moaned loudly now, bucking his hips wildly as his dick pumped a torrent of jizz inside Eric's mouth that caused his cheeks to puff out. Eric took it all, and continued to squeeze Jake's freshly-juiced nuts, extracting every last drop of cream until they ached.
Eric wiped his lips and swallowed the salty batch with one loud gulp. Then he took a deep breath as he watched his collapse and let out a groan as he enjoyed the after-effect of his post orgasmic bliss.
Eric took another deep breath. How had his life turned in to this?
It was a question he'd been asking himself a lot lately. It had of course, started over more than a month ago, back when busting his hot, straight roommate's big, beautiful balls had been nothing more than a fantasy in a series of recurring dreams. Back then, Jake had been a stereotypical 19-year-old college stud, who's regular pattern of partying, drinking, and having sex with coeds was interrupted by the occasional blow-off class. But then came that fateful night that ultimately changed the nature of their friendship forever.
Earlier that day, Jake had gone to his doctor for a regular visit, and during the regular course of the exam, his physician had noticed a swelling in Jake's normally monstrous nuts. His doctor informed him that testicular swelling wasn't outside the norm, but he'd felt a something odd and wanted Jake to go for more testing to make sure. The words "blockage," "surgery," and "cancer" came up at some point in their conversation, and by the time Jake left the office, his nerves were wrecked.
Later that night, after having mulled it over for hours, Jake reached out to his roommate and told him everything that had transpired during his doctor's visit. Eric was of course, shocked, but not nearly as surprised as when Jake then asked him to bust his balls. On this point, the logic had always been fuzzy for Eric, but Jake was convinced that a little 'tough love' might clear the blockage and help save his precious jewels. Eric of course, happily accepted his charge, and that very night, went about busting and draining the big hunk's hefty baby-makers. Twice.
The next day, Eric was stunned to discover his hot stud of a roommate sharing his bed. Once Eric's heart stopped racing long enough to recall the previous night's encounter, he explored Jake's naked body with his fingers and hands, paying extra attention to his growing morning wood.
By the time Jake finally opened his eyes, his nuts were sore and his dick was rubbed raw, but it was the orgasm that woke him. It was the biggest, ball-draining, cum explosion that he'd ever experienced in this life.
From then on in, their friendship taken a radical turn.
Each day would begin with Eric busting and milking a fresh load out of Jake's massive sperm banks, and at night, it was usually two more. A full week went by before Jake got the first batch of results from the tests his doctor had ordered - all negative - but their private little sessions continued on.
Eric quickie became quite good at bursting the cream out of Jake's extra-large stud-eggs, and h'd even devised a three-step combo that worked almost every time. A solid knee aimed between Jake's thickly muscled thighs, followed up by a wicked uppercut crushing his sac from underneath, and finished off with a long, two-handed squeeze usually was all that was needed to crack Jake's massive marbles and force out a fresh batch of jock-juice.
For his part, Jake seemed to be adapting quiet well to the rigorous ball-busting sessions. His pain tolerance seemed to increase over time, allowing him to stay on his feet for longer and longer periods of time while Eric pounded his balls into submission.
Masturbating alone quickly became a thing of the past too. Their twice a day schedule usually left Jake's tanks pretty close to empty most of the time, but on a few occasions when Eric had to postpone a 'therapy' session, Jake found that it was almost impossible to maintain a full erection without smacking himself in the nuts a few times, and even then, he never got enough of a rhythm going to finish in orgasm.
Jake even went so far as to ask one of the chick's he brought home from a club to bust him while they banged. It was awkward and all wrong. The girl just never managed to strike the right combo between pain and pleasure, and ultimately, their encounter ended with her leaving in a huff and only half dressed - and Jake laying out on his bed, with a big case of sore, blue balls. Eric laughed his ass off when he came home and Jake told him what had happened. Then, of course, he ended helping Jake out by draining his nuts and sent him off to bed.
As much as Eric enjoyed his new role in Jake's life, there was still a big gulf that divided them. Jake was straight. For all the access that he was given to Jake's big, juicy nuts - by and large, his cock remained off limits. Jake preferred to stroke himself off, and most of the time Eric was left feeling like a kid with his face pressed up against a candy-store window while Jake pounded his meat just inches in front of him. But was even worse than that, all his interaction with Jake was a one-way street. Jake had made it very clear that he only wanted his balls busted, and wasn't interested in the least about seeing to Eric's needs.
At first Jake's conditions didn't seem that hard to live with. Eric just focused all his attention on those two gorgeous jewels that resided in Jake's delicate sac. Kneading, pinching, scratching - even biting - Jake's prize plums. But as time went by, Eric began to feel less and less ok with their arrangement.
In a very short period of time, Eric's disillusionment had struck full force, which is why when the final batch of Jake's medical tests came back negative, Eric was not only happy for his friend, but also happy that his ball-busting chores would come to an end. Just like the cum inside Jake's balls at the end of one of their sessions, all the fun and enjoyment had been drained from the entire situation.
But after an entire month of being ball-busted to completion, Jake found it difficult to go back to the status quo. He'd gotten used to the nice, warm ache Eric was able to achieve when he worked over his nuts - so much so that he soon discovered he had a hard time achieving an orgasm without it. And with Eric out of the picture, Jake quickly realized his access to satisfying ball-busting was rather limited. Self-busting wasn't an option, as he could never seemed capable of busting himself hard enough, and the one time he'd asked a girl had been disastrous.
After a few days past, Jake came back to Eric and practically begged him to bust his big, ripe plums. The straight stud wanted it so badly, he didn't even care if Eric stroked him off while he did it. That was all the sweetener Eric needed, and using his newly granted access to Jake's massive member, he edged the stud for over 40 minutes before he granted him the relief he so desperately desired. With Jake's big, bloated sac cradled in one hand, Eric worked his thick, veiny shaft with the other, in a long, gradual buildup - and when he finally allowed his roommate to cum, he squeezed Jake's globes so hard, they dented inward as the plump, sweet nut-meat within unleashed a continual spray of his man-milk. With all the cum-shots Eric had witnessed, he'd never seen his roommate shoot that much. Ever.
It must have startled both of them, because even Jake, who usually got quite a rush from the endorphins of a fresh ejaculation, remained rather tight lipped after that. They both had to take showers, and then went to sleep. Not another word said about what happened that night, or even the next day. It made Eric wonder if Jake had gotten scared, or perhaps he'd finally gotten his fill of the whole situation.
Another day passed before he got his answer, and Eric was called upon to help his roommate take care of another massive erection.
It was amazing how far the dynamics of their friendship had shifted. After all, having a handsome, hung, college stud offer up his prime-cut manhood was no small trifle, but Jake's ardent heterosexuality prevented him from reciprocating the favor for his roommate. That often left Eric feeling rather irritable, and even moody at times.
When it came down to it, Eric was living a skewed version of his fantasy in which he never was able to take any personal pleasure, and that made him frustrated. Explaining that to Jake would be pointless, he knew, but that just made it all the more disheartened.
That's perhaps why for the last week, he'd thrown up a bit of resistance to Jake's advances, and even given him a nasty case of blue-balls. He'd told Jake that he wasn't feeling well, and was sorry, but the truth was that he'd done it on purpose. He was still feeling guilty about it when Jake woke him up that evening, which is why he'd agreed to the late-night nutting in the first place.
Eric watched Jake take in long, deep breaths as he laid next to him. There was a big smile on the handsome jock's face, and he looked quite satisfied.
"Alright, back to bed. I need to get some sleep." Eric announced as he shove Jake off his bed with his feet.
"Sure thing buddy . . . and thanks." Jake flashed his white teeth with a big smile and sauntered back to his side of the room.
"Your welcome." Eric whispered under his breath and pulled up the covers.
Within seconds of hitting the pillow, Jake was snoring. Even in sleep, he sounded blissfully content.
Eric huffed and stared up at the ceiling for a long time, thinking.
It was a long time before he fell back to sleep.
A few days later Jake was sitting at his desk in the dorm. It was late in the afternoon, and with classes done for the day, he was playing Starcraft2 on his laptop.
"Hey," Jake said, appearing in the doorway with a piece of crumpled up paper in his hand. "Guess where I just came from."
"Class?" Eric didn't move his eyes from the screen.
"Well, yeah. But on my way back I saw this flier." He said, shoving the piece of paper between Eric and his laptop. "The fertility clinic down town is looking for sperm donors and are willing to pay $200 per visit! That's a pretty decent stud fee."
Eric closed his laptop and glanced at the flier. "It says they're looking for young, college educated applicants - and that you have to take a physical."
"Yeah, I know. That shouldn't be a problem, and besides, I know my baby-batter is top notch." Jake shot him a big, shit-eating grin as he grabbed his big, bulging nuts through his jeans. "I'm going down there today, and once they check me out, I'm going to make a boat-load of money."
Eric nodded his head. "Sounds like a good plan."
"I know, right? You should go too. I mean seriously, all you have to do is aim in a cup and they'll give you $200."
Eric smirked. "No thanks."
"Ok, suit yourself - just leaves more work for me." Jake was checking himself out in the mirror. "You wanna come with me anyway? You know, for moral support?"
Eric looked down at his laptop and paused video game. "Uh, well . . ."
"Come on Eric, please. It's going to feel weird if I have to go down there by myself."
"How does it make it any less weird if I go?" Eric raised an eyebrow.
"Well . . . it doesn't, it just . . . I don't know, at least I'll have someone to talk to in the waiting room." Jake said, sounding a tad flustered.
Eric chuckled. "Alright, fine you big baby. Hand me my shoes."
"Thanks." Jake grinned.
The bus ride downtown took them 20 minutes, and another ten minutes to walk the three blocks before they reached the clinic. It was a low, 2-story structure with double glass doors and tinted windows. Next to the entrance, there was a big sign with blue and white letters for all to see that read "NEW TOMORROW'S FERTILITY CLINIC."
The waiting room was small, less than a dozen chairs. In one corner, a middle-age woman reading a magazine sat next to a teenage girl.
Jake took a steadying breath and walked up to the receptions desk. "Hi, I'm here to apply to be a . . . a donor." He made sure to whisper the last part.
The woman behind the counter looked unfazed by the young hunk's offer of sperm. She appeared to be in her late 50's or early 60's, with short grey hair.
"I see. " She nodded discretely. "Fill out this questionnaire and we'll have our nurse call you over in a few minutes."
Jake took the clip board and thanked her. Then he slumped down in the seat next to Eric.
"I've got to fill out this form, and then they'll call me back." Jake repeated what the receptionist had told him.
Eric nodded. "You ok? Feeling nervous?"
Jake shot him a grin. "Na. Nothing I haven't done before."
Eric wondered if Jake saw the irony in that statement, and remained quiet as Jake finished filling out the the questionnaire and handed it back to the receptionist. Then, before he got a chance to sit back down, a nurse in blue scrubs called him back.
"Good luck." Eric grinned reassuringly.
"Thanks." Jake smirked as he turned and followed the nurse.
First Jake was led into an examination room where he was weighed and his blood pressure was taken. The nurse then drew three vials of blood. "So we can screen for pathogens and STDs." She explained. "Alright, we're done. Sit tight, and the doctor will be in shortly."
Jake fidgeted on the examination table as he waited and studied a poster of the female reproductive tract on wall next to him until the doctor walked in.
"Hello, I'm doctor Winchester." She said shaking the young man's hand.
She was attractive, probably somewhere in her thirties. She had shoulder-length locks of blond hair and wore a white lab coat that ended just past her knees. "I've reviewed your chart and everything seems to be in order. How do you feel?"
Jake shrugged, "Fine."
"Good," the doctor said as she glanced back at his chart. "We'll get the results from your blood test in a day or so. The only thing left is a quick physical and a sperm sample and you'll be on your way."
"Ok, sounds good." Jake nodded.
The doctor pulled out a pair of blue nylon gloves and snapped them on. "Why don't you stand up and drop your pants for me."
Jake grinned and unclasped the top of his jeans, letting them fall to his feet.
"Oh, underwear too I'm afraid." She added, smiling reassuringly.
Jake did as he was told, and unceremoniously pulled down his boxer-briefs, revealing his lush, young package.
Something seemed to catch in the doctor's throat and her eyes ever so slightly bulged when they fell on Jake's limp dick and two ripe plums, hanging low and heavy in his sac. She coughed to mask her flustered reaction, and lifted the head of his penis for inspection. "Hmm, no lumps or bumps anywhere?" She asked, as she pulled his cock this way and that.
"Not that I'm aware of." Jake replied, his gaze was directed straight up to avoid making eye contact.
"Great." The doctor smiled and grabbed his testicles rather energetically and pinched each gonad in turn until the thick ball-meat bubbled out between her fingers. "And do these seem a little swollen today?"
"No, uh . . . I don't think so." Jake replied awkwardly.
"Hmm, ok. You are a big boy, aren't you?" She said somewhat jokingly as she continued to fondle the stud's equipment. She'd never seen testicles this large, and Jake had quite a set.
"They do hang rather low though, it could be a hernia. Would you mind turning your head and cough?"
Jake did as he was told, and when he turned his head, he felt the doctor's grip tighten around his massive-marbles as he choked out a few coughs.
"Again?
On her command Jake coughed a second time, and once again, felt her fingers pressing in deeper, crushing his big-boy sex organs against her gloved hands. The sensation made his mouth drop open and tingling run down through his cock as it began to harden.
"Do you feel that?" She asked, rolling his thick left nut between her fingers and pinched isolated plum.
Jake nearly choked, trying desperately to maintain his composure while his erection began to rise. "Uh, yeah, I think so. . ."
Jake's eyes widened as he saw his prick lifting toward middle-aged woman and just reacted, smacking a plastic jar of cotton off a nearby tray.
"Ooops, kind of jumpy, aren't ya?" She smiled as Jake bent over and began picking up the white bits of fuzz strewn across the floor. "Don't worry about that, we'll have it swept up."
Jake smiled nervously, but he didn't dare move for fear of revealing his long bobbing member.
Then he was saved when the door suddenly opened and the nurse stuck her head in.
"Excuse me, doctor? We need you in room 221." The nurse said as her eyes flickered first at the doctor, and then Jake who was standing behind her with what looked like the biggest erect penis she'd ever seen in her life.
The doctor sighed. "Again? Tell them to wait, I'm in the middle of an examination with a patient!" She huffed in a snippy tone, which was exaggerated by the swinging of her arms, and brought her slender hand back and sailing up into Jake's loose-hanging ballsac.
Jake let out a loud groan that startled both women and made the doctor turn around and gasp as the 19-year-old stud clutch his groin and double over.
"Ouch." The nurse said, opening our mouth wide in sympathy.
Jake moaned and he handsome features of his face became distorted with pain.
"Just tell them I'll be their in a minute! And close the door!" The doctor snapped as she turned her attention back to Jake, who was still groaning.
"Oh, you poor dear. I'm so sorry about that, here let me check and make sure they're alright."
"No, no! It's alright." Jake gasped, terrified to reveal his erection.
"Don't be silly, I insist." The doctor's tone had suddenly softened now that they were left alone and she gently cupped Jake's meaty nuggets. "I bet they're kind of sore at the moment."
"Yeah, a little." Jake took a big breath and blinked. His cock had gone absolutely turgid by now, and he had to use both hands to try and hide his pulsating shaft. "It's ok now though, really." He tried to assure her.
"Why are you holding your penis? Did I hit that too?" She asked sounding concerned.
When she pulled his hands away, eight inches of throbbing meat rose to great her.
"Oh, my," she gasped.
Jake bit his lip and looked and embarrassed, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"Well, everything seems to be working properly." The doctor said uneasily as she rubbed the muscles in her neck.
She cleared her throat as she took him all in with her eyes.
"Alright then, we're done so you can put your clothes back on." The doctor said quickly as she scribbled something down on her chart. She didn't look back at him again, and quickly exited the room after mentioning that the nurse would be back for him shortly.
Jake did say a word while he shoved his semi-hard dick back into his underwear and pulled on his clothes, and then spent the next few minutes staring down at the floor until the nurse arrived. It was the same woman had barged in during the exam. She didn't mention it, but by the way she was smiling at him, Jake knew she was still thinking about it. She led him down the hall to an unmarked room with the number 201 on the door. The nurse handed him a small plastic cup and left him with instructions to bring it back to her at the nurse's station once he was done.
Inside, the room was rather small. Just enough room for a cot, a table and a small tv. On the table there were a couple of video tapes and a few Maxim magazines. Jake flipped through the magazines, and then decided to put in one of the tapes. It was an old porno, probably from the late 70's or early 80's based on the clothes the man and woman was wearing.
Jake placed the plastic cup and made himself comfortable on the cot as he watched the scene between a house wife and a plumber unfold on the screen. The woman playing the house wife was a blond too, and reminded him of the doctor that'd just examined him. The porn wasn't doing much for him, so instead he tried to focus on the doctor and her tough little fingers, recalling how neatly they wrapped themselves around his big, loose ballsac and fondled his enormous testicles.
The thought made his cock stir.
Jake unzipped his fly and started stroking himself off as he cupped his balls as he fantasized about the doctor squeezing his nuts harder and harder. Jake's dick grew to it's full height of 8 inches, but he quickly discovered that he couldn't maintain it. If he messed up his pacing, or paused just for a few seconds, his dick softened like a limp noodle.
Jake became agitated as he tried everything he could think of. He feverishly pulled on his prick, and even slapped himself in the nuts - but it was all to no avail.
After 20 minutes went by, the nurse knocked on the door to check on him. He told her he was fine, but in reality he was in trouble and he knew it. Then he remembered Eric, still sitting out in the waiting room.
Jake grabbed his cell phone and tapped out a quick text and sent it to his roommate. "In trouble. Need help. Room 201."
Then a minute later, there was a light tapping at the door. "Jake? You in there?" He heard Eric whisper on the other side.
Jake quickly opened the door and pulled Eric in to the room and started explaining everything that had happened since he last saw him. Jake's words tumbled out of his mouth in a jumble, "And now I'm supposed to give them a sperm sample, but I can even get hard and I need your help!"
Eric shook his head and groaned. "No way."
"Eric, please, come on buddy, I really need this favor." Jake begged.
"Yeah, you're always asking me for 'favors'. Well, I'm sick of it. All you seem to care about is yourself. I can't even get a full night's sleep without having to help you take care of your needs - and now you want me to get you off in the middle of a fertility clinic, just so you can make some money? Seriously? I'm supposed to be your friend, not some . . . sex slave, whose job it is to see to your every desire." Eric was fuming with anger and it was almost like watching a dam spill over as weeks worth of repressed rage finally found their outlet.
Jake was taken aback by Eric's flying allegations and looked dumbstruck. "I'm sorry man, I never knew that's how you felt. I thought you liked . . . you know . . . doing what you do to me. I never was trying to use you."
"Oh yeah? What do you call it when you take something out of a friendship, and not ever put anything back in?" Eric pressed.
Jake shook his head. "Dude, what are you talking about?"
Eric snorted out loud. "Come on, your not the only one with needs. Do you have any idea how many times I've gotten blue-balled while I was 'taking care' of you?"
Jake's eyes dead panned. "Oh, man . . . I'm really sorry. It's just . . . you're a dude."
"Yeah, and so what? I mean, for a guy who's supposed to be completely straight, you sure do seem to cum at the drop of the hat for me." Eric said, folding his arms over his chest.
"That's different . . ."
"Really? You think so, huh?" Eric interjected. "'Cause you know what I think it is? I think your afraid - and selfish."
Jake stared back at him blankly, unsure of what to say.
Eric waited to hear what Jake would say in return, but realized that he'd hit a brick wall with his roommate. "Nothing to say to me, huh? Fine. See you back home."
Eric turned to leave, but Jake moved in front of the door and blocked his way.
"Come on, move. I don't want to be in here with you anymore." Eric said, as he tried to push past his hunky roommate, but it was little use. Jake was much bigger than him. That didn't stop Eric from trying though, and the two boys began shoving each other pretty hard, back and forth, until it quickly devolved into a full-scale melee.
Then from amidst the tussle, a piercing yelp echoed against the walls of the tiny room as Jake's muscular thigh thundered between Eric's open legs and smashed into his crotch.
Everything suddenly stopped, as Eric doubled over and let out a hoarse moan. "Ohhhhhh, what was that for?"
Jake stifled a laugh. "Oh God, I'm sorry Eric, it was a mis-"
POW.
With the front pouch of Jake's boxer-briefs at his eye level, Eric fought through the pain and his fist easily connected with it's target, and smashed into the two round lumps. Jake's cotton-encased love-spuds were slammed up into his body and flattened like pancakes.
"Oh fuck, that was a good one," Jake winced as he slid to his knees.
Eric grunted and tried to stand straight. "Alright, enough. I'm going - UGH!" Eric staggered back against the wall as he recoiled from Jake's backhand squishing the soft mound in his jeans.
"Fuuuuuuuck." Eric cringed in pain as he slid down to the floor next to his friend. "Stop hitting me in the balls!"
Jake shot him a grin. "Oh, so you like dishing it out, but you can't take it?"
Eric cupped his balls and coughed. "Yeah, something like that."
Jake shook his head and smiled. And then he had a wicked thought.
"Are you saying that all the times you wracked me, you can't take a little nut tap?" Jake asked as he pried Eric's hands away from his crotch.
Eric groaned pitifully.
"Funny . . . it's hard to imagine a guy who's so into ball busting, doesn't like to get busted?" Jake grabbed Eric's balls in his fist and squeezed.
"Eric's eyes snapped open and he suddenly looked scared. "Oh no, God no Jake . . . please . . ."
Jake pumped his thick fingers into Eric's nuts, causing his friend to gasp.
"I think you're right about me asking you to take care of my needs, when I've been neglecting yours. Time to change all that." Jake kept one hand wrapped around Eric's nuts, and with the other, he unzipped his friends jeans.
"No Jake, that's not . . . this isn't what I meant . . ."
Eric groaned as Jake let go of his balls just long enough to pull his pants and underwear down. Then he grasped Eric's soft nutsac and grabbed his naked nuggets for the first time. They weren't nearly as large as Jake's, but they were plump and firm.
Jake rolled Eric's virgin nuts in his hand and then he squeezed.
"SHIT!!!" Eric yelled and he bent forward and pressed his body into Jake's, as if they were embraced in a hug, and whimpered into the nape of Jake's neck.
"Had enough yet?" Jake whispered into his friend's ear.
Eric's nod was almost imperceptible. "Yes," he sobbed. "My balls fucking ache."
"Good, 'cause that helps make the next part even better." Jake said. Then he loosened his grip on Eric's gonads, and grabbed his dick and started jerking him off.
Eric's mind was blown as a wave of pleasure washed over his body when he realized that it was his roommate's base-ball mitt fingers that were sliding along his cock. The speed at which his dick hardened could have broke the sound barrier, and Eric threw his head back and moaned.
"Oh, God . . . Jake . . . that feels so fucking good . . ." Eric moaned. He was practically delirious with pleasure. "Ugh . . . that's gonna make me cum."
"Good," Jake grinned. "That's what's supposed to happen."
Eric reached over and grabbed Jake's package, causing the big stud to slow down. All this ball-busting action had gotten him horny too, and his erection swelled inside his underwear.
"Take those off." Eric whispered, his breaths were getting shallower by the second.
Jake did as he was asked, and pulled off his boxer-briefs, allowing his mighty prick to spring into the air and reveal his two, fat gonads dangling between his legs.
Eric grabbed Jake's heavy scrotum by the root and twisted as he felt his own orgasm begin to circle for the approach.
"I'm gonna cum." Eric whispered. "Shit, here it comes."
His entire body seemed to clench in preparation for the flood. Then before he knew what was happening, he was cumming. The first few few shots sprayed into the air like a shower, coating Eric's stomach in legs in a glossy sheen before Jake improved his aim, had pointed Eric's cock into his open hand.
Jake was amazed by the sheer volume that Eric was pumping out. Even though Jake had been gifted with far larger manhood, his orgasms were almost never so big.
"Yeah buddy, get it out. Let it all out." He cheered Eric on as he continued to milk his friend's cock.
Even though things were winding down, his cock was still spewing a fresh jet of splooge every few seconds. When it was over, Eric's orgasm had gone on for nearly 60 seconds, and Jakes palm was filled with his Eric's love-sauce.
Jake looked around the room for a tissue or a towel, but there was none to be had. There weren't even any sheets on the cot, it was just covered in some sort of plastic. Then he saw the cup on the edge of the table, and wiped the rapidly cooling splooge into the container.
Eric sighed.
"Holy shit, that was awesome. I haven't cum like that . . . ever." He said, rubbing his crotch as he peered up at his grinning roommate.
His eyes fixated on Jake's throbbing boner.
"But maybe it's time I return the favor."
Jake shrugged. "That's alright, man. Really."
"No, believe me, I want to." Eric had a devilish grin as he reached for Jake's sac with both hands. "Besides, you still have to give that sperm sample, right?"
Jake's mouth opened wide as Eric grabbed each gonad between his thumb and index finger, and rubbed the delicate ball cords behind each testicle. The manipulation of his big boys sent shivers down Jake's spine and his cock twitched.
"That feels good, doesn't it?" Eric asked.
"Oh yeah." Jake murmured through partially spread lips, as his friend continued to massage the tender nut-flesh between his fingers. He never knew his balls could give him such pleasure until he met Eric.
"Yeah, well too bad, cause THIS'll probably hurt." Suddenly switching tacts, Eric drove his thumbs into each delicate orb and then yanked down, pulling Jake off his feet and onto the empty cot.
"Owww, fuck. You're right, that did hurt." Jake moaned as his legs were spread open, providing a better view of his meaty testicles.
Eric shot him a big grin and brought his arm back before sending it smashing into Jake's juicy plums. The contact between Eric's knuckles and Jake's balls made a sickening THUD.
Jake's body shuddered and his eyes blinked shut.
Eric looked down at his targets before he pounded Jake's poor nuts again, forcing another gasp from the big stud's lips.
"I think I'm going to pound the cum right out of you." Eric said, grabbing Jake's massive phallus and giving it a few hard strokes. "That sounds fun, doesn't it?"
"Sounds kinda painful, actually." Jake grumbled, but he was too distracted by the way Eric was tugging on his shaft to get angry.
Eric chuckled as he powered another vicious fist into Jake's baby-makers. The blow was absorbed equally by both his nuts, and temporarily deflated before popping back into their normal shape.
Jake let out a hoarse moan as precum began to ooze out from his cock-head and dribble down his shaft.
SQUISH!
SQUASH!
Eric landed two more punches, sending a jolt through Jake's body as his nuts were rammed up against the rigid base of his dick.
"Fuck!" Jake grimaced. He was panting hard and sweat was beading up on his handsome face.
Eric smiled and gave Jake's cock a few tugs. "Come on big boy, time to give it up." He laughed and punched Jake square in the nuts with a loud SPLAT.
"Unggghhhh!" Jake moaned in pleasure and pain as Eric alternated between punching him and jerking him off. A few repetitions was all it took before Jake's balls began to retreat back up toward the base of his cock, and his body tensed.
"Oh yeah, here we go. Come on man." Eric exclaimed as Jake's cock began to quiver and his eyes glazed over. He let go and watched Jake's big meat-stick as it pointed straight up at the ceiling. It was leaking a constant stream of precum that was slowly coating his balls.
Eric grabbed the plastic sample cup that had been used to collect his earlier load and got it ready as Jake's testicles churned inside his sac. Jake was teetering on the edge and all he needed was one little push.
Eric gave him two.
Thump, THUMP! Eric threw his fist into each of Jake's throbbing nuts, first his left, and then his right in quick succession, causing Jake to scream in pain and his scrotum contracted as long ropes of cum began barreling out of his dick.
Eric tried to catch them inside the cup, but several failed attempts, he simply pointed the end of Jake's exploding cock-head into it.
Jake moaned happily as Eric jerked him off to completion, half filling the cup in long, steady streams.
When it was over, Jake threw his head back and groaned as he cupped his sore, empty nuts.
Eric whistled as he swirled the contents of the plastic cup. "Nice job. I think they'll be pleased with this."
"They better be. It's gonna be a while before I can provide them with another sample." Jake grimaced while rubbing his nuts.
Eric grinned back at his friend. "I better get back to the waiting room before they notice I'm back here." He said, pulling his pants back on. "Just take your time."
"Thanks." Jake smiled weakly and watched as Eric left the room, closing the door behind him.
It took a while before Jake felt well enough to pull his clothes back on. Then when he was ready, he brought the sample with him to the nurse's station where he found his nurse from earlier.
"All done?" She asked cheerily. "That took a while, didn't it."
"Yeah, I guess." Jake looked like a naughty school boy as he placed the cup on to the counter.
The nurse looked at the double load and grinned.
"Everything looks in order. We'll let you know how things turn out in a few days." She said with far to large of a smile as far as he was concerned.
Jake left the nurse's station and met back up with Eric out front by the receptionist's desk.
"All ready." Jake nodded.
"Sweet." Eric grinned as he opened the door for his roommate. "Let me know the next time you come down to the sperm bank, I'll come down with you. I'm good at making deposits."
Jake rolled his eyes and grinned as the two friends made their way down the hall and out to the street below.
On the outside, they were the same two teenage guys who had entered the fertility clinic an hour ago, but on the inside, something had changed. Eric could sense it now, even in the way Jake walked next to him, and it made his heart skip a beat. It was too early to put a label on it, but Eric knew in his gut that their relationship had just undergone a fundamental change.
Jake caught Eric smiling at him and he smiled back. "What?"
Eric couldn't believe how hot Jake looked in that moment.
"Nothing." Eric grinned, and grabbed Jake's hand as the walked down the sidewalk together.
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Eric rolled between the sheets of his extra long twin bed, turning his back to the wall as he felt the momentary twinkling of consciousness begin to recede as he slowly slipped back into R.E.M. sleep. It was late and the dorm room was dark and quiet.
Eric heard the light rustle of movement in his roommate's bed as Jake stirred in his sleep.
He was just about to nod off when suddenly Jake called out from his side of the room.
"Eric?"
Eric breathed in slowly. The sound of his roommate's voice tugged him back into the world of the living.
"Yeah?"
"You awake?" Jake asked in a hushed voice.
"What do you think?" Eric replied groggily. "I'm talking to you, aren't I?"
"Yeah. I just meant-"
"I know what you meant. It's just hard to sleep with you banging away at yourself over there." Eric grumbled, still keeping his eyes closed.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you." Their was a moment of silence before Jake said anything else.
"You think you might be willing to come over here and help me out?" He asked sheepishly.
"No." Eric responded almost immediately.
"Come on . . ."
"It's the middle of the night." Eric grumbled. He rolled over so that his back was facing his roommate.
"I know that, it's just, I'm so damn horny." Jake said.
At least he was honest.
"When aren't you?" Eric shot back from over his shoulder. Jake had a funny way of showing interest only when it suited him.
"Seriously man, please? I've got myself all worked up here, and if I try to go to sleep now . . ."
Eric groaned. It didn't look like either of them was going to get any sleep until Jake's erection was dealt with.
"Alright, fine." Eric growled, sitting up in his bed. "But I'm not getting out of bed. You'll have to come over to me this time."
"Awesome!" Jake jumped to his feet and leapt in front of Eric's bed. "Thanks, man." His body was so tight and lean, he had the physique of a greek statue.
Even in the absence of light, Eric could see his roommate's large, ponderous nutsac swinging heavily below a massive erection that was pointing straight at him.
Eric sighed and reached for the soft, flesh colored globes and gave Jake's huge balls a hard squeeze, digging his finger tips deep into the juicy ball meat of the hefty orbs. He felt Jake's body convulse slightly and the handsome stud clenched his teeth while his cock twitched to life.
Eric tugged on Jake's distended ball cords and pulled him on to his bed. He was too tired to bother punching or kicking Jake's gonads. Squeezing them would be more efficient, and a heck of a lot easier. Eric cupped Jake's mighty bull-nuts and lifted them, as if he were assessing their weight. His roommate's testicles were truly huge, almost freakish, and yet familiar. If a cannibal ever got their hands on them, they'd probably get a meal or two out of the two rubbery orbs.
Jake began to pant and moan as Eric rubbed the muscled stud's nuts between his fingers, giving equal time to each as he worked then over in his hand. With his other hand, he pinched the soft flesh just below the head of Jake's throbbing penis - the combination of which, sent Jake's head spinning. He closed his eyes and moaned louder.
Eric went through a checklist in his head, and one by one he made sure to hit each of Jake's buttons. A pinch here, a lick there. As a result, Jake's 8-inch cock was transformed into a steel rod. Jake pulled his hands back behind his head and hummed with pleasure as he thrust his hips and fucked Eric's hand - but a single hard yank on his nuts was all that was needed to remind him that Eric was steering the boat now, and he quickly settled down.
Eric considered drawing things out and teasing Jake for longer, but the truth was that it was late and he was tired. Instead, he decided to give himself, and his roommate, a treat.
Jake's eyes were still shut, and his hips continued to twitch involuntarily as a clear stream began to trickle down his rigid pole.
Eric maneuvered his grasp so that he was holding both of Jake's monster nuts and put them through a few twists and turns before he really began grinding the twin orbs against the heel of his hand. Jake grunted from the sudden rough treatment, and his eyes opened wide just as Eric bent down and swallowed almost the entire length of his girthy penis. The suddenness of Eric's move, along with the intense pain and pleasure that began radiating from his groin was just too much for him to protest. He simply lied back, and accepted it, while Eric went to town on both ends of his manhood.
Jake was so horny, that any thought of holding back or drawing things out was impossible by Eric's skilled mouth, tongue, and hands - rendering him powerless as his roommate began to force a massive load out of his baby-makers.
They both knew it was all over when Jake's loins began to spasm.
Eric began squeezing and sucking harder as the first glob of spluge hit the back of his throat. He could tell by the force of splatter that this was going to be a big one.
Jake moaned loudly now, bucking his hips wildly as his dick pumped a torrent of jizz inside Eric's mouth that caused his cheeks to puff out. Eric took it all, and continued to squeeze Jake's freshly-juiced nuts, extracting every last drop of cream until they ached.
Eric wiped his lips and swallowed the salty batch with one loud gulp. Then he took a deep breath as he watched his collapse and let out a groan as he enjoyed the after-effect of his post orgasmic bliss.
Eric took another deep breath. How had his life turned in to this?
It was a question he'd been asking himself a lot lately. It had of course, started over more than a month ago, back when busting his hot, straight roommate's big, beautiful balls had been nothing more than a fantasy in a series of recurring dreams. Back then, Jake had been a stereotypical 19-year-old college stud, who's regular pattern of partying, drinking, and having sex with coeds was interrupted by the occasional blow-off class. But then came that fateful night that ultimately changed the nature of their friendship forever.
Earlier that day, Jake had gone to his doctor for a regular visit, and during the regular course of the exam, his physician had noticed a swelling in Jake's normally monstrous nuts. His doctor informed him that testicular swelling wasn't outside the norm, but he'd felt a something odd and wanted Jake to go for more testing to make sure. The words "blockage," "surgery," and "cancer" came up at some point in their conversation, and by the time Jake left the office, his nerves were wrecked.
Later that night, after having mulled it over for hours, Jake reached out to his roommate and told him everything that had transpired during his doctor's visit. Eric was of course, shocked, but not nearly as surprised as when Jake then asked him to bust his balls. On this point, the logic had always been fuzzy for Eric, but Jake was convinced that a little 'tough love' might clear the blockage and help save his precious jewels. Eric of course, happily accepted his charge, and that very night, went about busting and draining the big hunk's hefty baby-makers. Twice.
The next day, Eric was stunned to discover his hot stud of a roommate sharing his bed. Once Eric's heart stopped racing long enough to recall the previous night's encounter, he explored Jake's naked body with his fingers and hands, paying extra attention to his growing morning wood.
By the time Jake finally opened his eyes, his nuts were sore and his dick was rubbed raw, but it was the orgasm that woke him. It was the biggest, ball-draining, cum explosion that he'd ever experienced in this life.
From then on in, their friendship taken a radical turn.
Each day would begin with Eric busting and milking a fresh load out of Jake's massive sperm banks, and at night, it was usually two more. A full week went by before Jake got the first batch of results from the tests his doctor had ordered - all negative - but their private little sessions continued on.
Eric quickie became quite good at bursting the cream out of Jake's extra-large stud-eggs, and h'd even devised a three-step combo that worked almost every time. A solid knee aimed between Jake's thickly muscled thighs, followed up by a wicked uppercut crushing his sac from underneath, and finished off with a long, two-handed squeeze usually was all that was needed to crack Jake's massive marbles and force out a fresh batch of jock-juice.
For his part, Jake seemed to be adapting quiet well to the rigorous ball-busting sessions. His pain tolerance seemed to increase over time, allowing him to stay on his feet for longer and longer periods of time while Eric pounded his balls into submission.
Masturbating alone quickly became a thing of the past too. Their twice a day schedule usually left Jake's tanks pretty close to empty most of the time, but on a few occasions when Eric had to postpone a 'therapy' session, Jake found that it was almost impossible to maintain a full erection without smacking himself in the nuts a few times, and even then, he never got enough of a rhythm going to finish in orgasm.
Jake even went so far as to ask one of the chick's he brought home from a club to bust him while they banged. It was awkward and all wrong. The girl just never managed to strike the right combo between pain and pleasure, and ultimately, their encounter ended with her leaving in a huff and only half dressed - and Jake laying out on his bed, with a big case of sore, blue balls. Eric laughed his ass off when he came home and Jake told him what had happened. Then, of course, he ended helping Jake out by draining his nuts and sent him off to bed.
As much as Eric enjoyed his new role in Jake's life, there was still a big gulf that divided them. Jake was straight. For all the access that he was given to Jake's big, juicy nuts - by and large, his cock remained off limits. Jake preferred to stroke himself off, and most of the time Eric was left feeling like a kid with his face pressed up against a candy-store window while Jake pounded his meat just inches in front of him. But was even worse than that, all his interaction with Jake was a one-way street. Jake had made it very clear that he only wanted his balls busted, and wasn't interested in the least about seeing to Eric's needs.
At first Jake's conditions didn't seem that hard to live with. Eric just focused all his attention on those two gorgeous jewels that resided in Jake's delicate sac. Kneading, pinching, scratching - even biting - Jake's prize plums. But as time went by, Eric began to feel less and less ok with their arrangement.
In a very short period of time, Eric's disillusionment had struck full force, which is why when the final batch of Jake's medical tests came back negative, Eric was not only happy for his friend, but also happy that his ball-busting chores would come to an end. Just like the cum inside Jake's balls at the end of one of their sessions, all the fun and enjoyment had been drained from the entire situation.
But after an entire month of being ball-busted to completion, Jake found it difficult to go back to the status quo. He'd gotten used to the nice, warm ache Eric was able to achieve when he worked over his nuts - so much so that he soon discovered he had a hard time achieving an orgasm without it. And with Eric out of the picture, Jake quickly realized his access to satisfying ball-busting was rather limited. Self-busting wasn't an option, as he could never seemed capable of busting himself hard enough, and the one time he'd asked a girl had been disastrous.
After a few days past, Jake came back to Eric and practically begged him to bust his big, ripe plums. The straight stud wanted it so badly, he didn't even care if Eric stroked him off while he did it. That was all the sweetener Eric needed, and using his newly granted access to Jake's massive member, he edged the stud for over 40 minutes before he granted him the relief he so desperately desired. With Jake's big, bloated sac cradled in one hand, Eric worked his thick, veiny shaft with the other, in a long, gradual buildup - and when he finally allowed his roommate to cum, he squeezed Jake's globes so hard, they dented inward as the plump, sweet nut-meat within unleashed a continual spray of his man-milk. With all the cum-shots Eric had witnessed, he'd never seen his roommate shoot that much. Ever.
It must have startled both of them, because even Jake, who usually got quite a rush from the endorphins of a fresh ejaculation, remained rather tight lipped after that. They both had to take showers, and then went to sleep. Not another word said about what happened that night, or even the next day. It made Eric wonder if Jake had gotten scared, or perhaps he'd finally gotten his fill of the whole situation.
Another day passed before he got his answer, and Eric was called upon to help his roommate take care of another massive erection.
It was amazing how far the dynamics of their friendship had shifted. After all, having a handsome, hung, college stud offer up his prime-cut manhood was no small trifle, but Jake's ardent heterosexuality prevented him from reciprocating the favor for his roommate. That often left Eric feeling rather irritable, and even moody at times.
When it came down to it, Eric was living a skewed version of his fantasy in which he never was able to take any personal pleasure, and that made him frustrated. Explaining that to Jake would be pointless, he knew, but that just made it all the more disheartened.
That's perhaps why for the last week, he'd thrown up a bit of resistance to Jake's advances, and even given him a nasty case of blue-balls. He'd told Jake that he wasn't feeling well, and was sorry, but the truth was that he'd done it on purpose. He was still feeling guilty about it when Jake woke him up that evening, which is why he'd agreed to the late-night nutting in the first place.
Eric watched Jake take in long, deep breaths as he laid next to him. There was a big smile on the handsome jock's face, and he looked quite satisfied.
"Alright, back to bed. I need to get some sleep." Eric announced as he shove Jake off his bed with his feet.
"Sure thing buddy . . . and thanks." Jake flashed his white teeth with a big smile and sauntered back to his side of the room.
"Your welcome." Eric whispered under his breath and pulled up the covers.
Within seconds of hitting the pillow, Jake was snoring. Even in sleep, he sounded blissfully content.
Eric huffed and stared up at the ceiling for a long time, thinking.
It was a long time before he fell back to sleep.
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A few days later Jake was sitting at his desk in the dorm. It was late in the afternoon, and with classes done for the day, he was playing Starcraft2 on his laptop.
"Hey," Jake said, appearing in the doorway with a piece of crumpled up paper in his hand. "Guess where I just came from."
"Class?" Eric didn't move his eyes from the screen.
"Well, yeah. But on my way back I saw this flier." He said, shoving the piece of paper between Eric and his laptop. "The fertility clinic down town is looking for sperm donors and are willing to pay $200 per visit! That's a pretty decent stud fee."
Eric closed his laptop and glanced at the flier. "It says they're looking for young, college educated applicants - and that you have to take a physical."
"Yeah, I know. That shouldn't be a problem, and besides, I know my baby-batter is top notch." Jake shot him a big, shit-eating grin as he grabbed his big, bulging nuts through his jeans. "I'm going down there today, and once they check me out, I'm going to make a boat-load of money."
Eric nodded his head. "Sounds like a good plan."
"I know, right? You should go too. I mean seriously, all you have to do is aim in a cup and they'll give you $200."
Eric smirked. "No thanks."
"Ok, suit yourself - just leaves more work for me." Jake was checking himself out in the mirror. "You wanna come with me anyway? You know, for moral support?"
Eric looked down at his laptop and paused video game. "Uh, well . . ."
"Come on Eric, please. It's going to feel weird if I have to go down there by myself."
"How does it make it any less weird if I go?" Eric raised an eyebrow.
"Well . . . it doesn't, it just . . . I don't know, at least I'll have someone to talk to in the waiting room." Jake said, sounding a tad flustered.
Eric chuckled. "Alright, fine you big baby. Hand me my shoes."
"Thanks." Jake grinned.
The bus ride downtown took them 20 minutes, and another ten minutes to walk the three blocks before they reached the clinic. It was a low, 2-story structure with double glass doors and tinted windows. Next to the entrance, there was a big sign with blue and white letters for all to see that read "NEW TOMORROW'S FERTILITY CLINIC."
The waiting room was small, less than a dozen chairs. In one corner, a middle-age woman reading a magazine sat next to a teenage girl.
Jake took a steadying breath and walked up to the receptions desk. "Hi, I'm here to apply to be a . . . a donor." He made sure to whisper the last part.
The woman behind the counter looked unfazed by the young hunk's offer of sperm. She appeared to be in her late 50's or early 60's, with short grey hair.
"I see. " She nodded discretely. "Fill out this questionnaire and we'll have our nurse call you over in a few minutes."
Jake took the clip board and thanked her. Then he slumped down in the seat next to Eric.
"I've got to fill out this form, and then they'll call me back." Jake repeated what the receptionist had told him.
Eric nodded. "You ok? Feeling nervous?"
Jake shot him a grin. "Na. Nothing I haven't done before."
Eric wondered if Jake saw the irony in that statement, and remained quiet as Jake finished filling out the the questionnaire and handed it back to the receptionist. Then, before he got a chance to sit back down, a nurse in blue scrubs called him back.
"Good luck." Eric grinned reassuringly.
"Thanks." Jake smirked as he turned and followed the nurse.
First Jake was led into an examination room where he was weighed and his blood pressure was taken. The nurse then drew three vials of blood. "So we can screen for pathogens and STDs." She explained. "Alright, we're done. Sit tight, and the doctor will be in shortly."
Jake fidgeted on the examination table as he waited and studied a poster of the female reproductive tract on wall next to him until the doctor walked in.
"Hello, I'm doctor Winchester." She said shaking the young man's hand.
She was attractive, probably somewhere in her thirties. She had shoulder-length locks of blond hair and wore a white lab coat that ended just past her knees. "I've reviewed your chart and everything seems to be in order. How do you feel?"
Jake shrugged, "Fine."
"Good," the doctor said as she glanced back at his chart. "We'll get the results from your blood test in a day or so. The only thing left is a quick physical and a sperm sample and you'll be on your way."
"Ok, sounds good." Jake nodded.
The doctor pulled out a pair of blue nylon gloves and snapped them on. "Why don't you stand up and drop your pants for me."
Jake grinned and unclasped the top of his jeans, letting them fall to his feet.
"Oh, underwear too I'm afraid." She added, smiling reassuringly.
Jake did as he was told, and unceremoniously pulled down his boxer-briefs, revealing his lush, young package.
Something seemed to catch in the doctor's throat and her eyes ever so slightly bulged when they fell on Jake's limp dick and two ripe plums, hanging low and heavy in his sac. She coughed to mask her flustered reaction, and lifted the head of his penis for inspection. "Hmm, no lumps or bumps anywhere?" She asked, as she pulled his cock this way and that.
"Not that I'm aware of." Jake replied, his gaze was directed straight up to avoid making eye contact.
"Great." The doctor smiled and grabbed his testicles rather energetically and pinched each gonad in turn until the thick ball-meat bubbled out between her fingers. "And do these seem a little swollen today?"
"No, uh . . . I don't think so." Jake replied awkwardly.
"Hmm, ok. You are a big boy, aren't you?" She said somewhat jokingly as she continued to fondle the stud's equipment. She'd never seen testicles this large, and Jake had quite a set.
"They do hang rather low though, it could be a hernia. Would you mind turning your head and cough?"
Jake did as he was told, and when he turned his head, he felt the doctor's grip tighten around his massive-marbles as he choked out a few coughs.
"Again?
On her command Jake coughed a second time, and once again, felt her fingers pressing in deeper, crushing his big-boy sex organs against her gloved hands. The sensation made his mouth drop open and tingling run down through his cock as it began to harden.
"Do you feel that?" She asked, rolling his thick left nut between her fingers and pinched isolated plum.
Jake nearly choked, trying desperately to maintain his composure while his erection began to rise. "Uh, yeah, I think so. . ."
Jake's eyes widened as he saw his prick lifting toward middle-aged woman and just reacted, smacking a plastic jar of cotton off a nearby tray.
"Ooops, kind of jumpy, aren't ya?" She smiled as Jake bent over and began picking up the white bits of fuzz strewn across the floor. "Don't worry about that, we'll have it swept up."
Jake smiled nervously, but he didn't dare move for fear of revealing his long bobbing member.
Then he was saved when the door suddenly opened and the nurse stuck her head in.
"Excuse me, doctor? We need you in room 221." The nurse said as her eyes flickered first at the doctor, and then Jake who was standing behind her with what looked like the biggest erect penis she'd ever seen in her life.
The doctor sighed. "Again? Tell them to wait, I'm in the middle of an examination with a patient!" She huffed in a snippy tone, which was exaggerated by the swinging of her arms, and brought her slender hand back and sailing up into Jake's loose-hanging ballsac.
Jake let out a loud groan that startled both women and made the doctor turn around and gasp as the 19-year-old stud clutch his groin and double over.
"Ouch." The nurse said, opening our mouth wide in sympathy.
Jake moaned and he handsome features of his face became distorted with pain.
"Just tell them I'll be their in a minute! And close the door!" The doctor snapped as she turned her attention back to Jake, who was still groaning.
"Oh, you poor dear. I'm so sorry about that, here let me check and make sure they're alright."
"No, no! It's alright." Jake gasped, terrified to reveal his erection.
"Don't be silly, I insist." The doctor's tone had suddenly softened now that they were left alone and she gently cupped Jake's meaty nuggets. "I bet they're kind of sore at the moment."
"Yeah, a little." Jake took a big breath and blinked. His cock had gone absolutely turgid by now, and he had to use both hands to try and hide his pulsating shaft. "It's ok now though, really." He tried to assure her.
"Why are you holding your penis? Did I hit that too?" She asked sounding concerned.
When she pulled his hands away, eight inches of throbbing meat rose to great her.
"Oh, my," she gasped.
Jake bit his lip and looked and embarrassed, like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.
"Well, everything seems to be working properly." The doctor said uneasily as she rubbed the muscles in her neck.
She cleared her throat as she took him all in with her eyes.
"Alright then, we're done so you can put your clothes back on." The doctor said quickly as she scribbled something down on her chart. She didn't look back at him again, and quickly exited the room after mentioning that the nurse would be back for him shortly.
Jake did say a word while he shoved his semi-hard dick back into his underwear and pulled on his clothes, and then spent the next few minutes staring down at the floor until the nurse arrived. It was the same woman had barged in during the exam. She didn't mention it, but by the way she was smiling at him, Jake knew she was still thinking about it. She led him down the hall to an unmarked room with the number 201 on the door. The nurse handed him a small plastic cup and left him with instructions to bring it back to her at the nurse's station once he was done.
Inside, the room was rather small. Just enough room for a cot, a table and a small tv. On the table there were a couple of video tapes and a few Maxim magazines. Jake flipped through the magazines, and then decided to put in one of the tapes. It was an old porno, probably from the late 70's or early 80's based on the clothes the man and woman was wearing.
Jake placed the plastic cup and made himself comfortable on the cot as he watched the scene between a house wife and a plumber unfold on the screen. The woman playing the house wife was a blond too, and reminded him of the doctor that'd just examined him. The porn wasn't doing much for him, so instead he tried to focus on the doctor and her tough little fingers, recalling how neatly they wrapped themselves around his big, loose ballsac and fondled his enormous testicles.
The thought made his cock stir.
Jake unzipped his fly and started stroking himself off as he cupped his balls as he fantasized about the doctor squeezing his nuts harder and harder. Jake's dick grew to it's full height of 8 inches, but he quickly discovered that he couldn't maintain it. If he messed up his pacing, or paused just for a few seconds, his dick softened like a limp noodle.
Jake became agitated as he tried everything he could think of. He feverishly pulled on his prick, and even slapped himself in the nuts - but it was all to no avail.
After 20 minutes went by, the nurse knocked on the door to check on him. He told her he was fine, but in reality he was in trouble and he knew it. Then he remembered Eric, still sitting out in the waiting room.
Jake grabbed his cell phone and tapped out a quick text and sent it to his roommate. "In trouble. Need help. Room 201."
Then a minute later, there was a light tapping at the door. "Jake? You in there?" He heard Eric whisper on the other side.
Jake quickly opened the door and pulled Eric in to the room and started explaining everything that had happened since he last saw him. Jake's words tumbled out of his mouth in a jumble, "And now I'm supposed to give them a sperm sample, but I can even get hard and I need your help!"
Eric shook his head and groaned. "No way."
"Eric, please, come on buddy, I really need this favor." Jake begged.
"Yeah, you're always asking me for 'favors'. Well, I'm sick of it. All you seem to care about is yourself. I can't even get a full night's sleep without having to help you take care of your needs - and now you want me to get you off in the middle of a fertility clinic, just so you can make some money? Seriously? I'm supposed to be your friend, not some . . . sex slave, whose job it is to see to your every desire." Eric was fuming with anger and it was almost like watching a dam spill over as weeks worth of repressed rage finally found their outlet.
Jake was taken aback by Eric's flying allegations and looked dumbstruck. "I'm sorry man, I never knew that's how you felt. I thought you liked . . . you know . . . doing what you do to me. I never was trying to use you."
"Oh yeah? What do you call it when you take something out of a friendship, and not ever put anything back in?" Eric pressed.
Jake shook his head. "Dude, what are you talking about?"
Eric snorted out loud. "Come on, your not the only one with needs. Do you have any idea how many times I've gotten blue-balled while I was 'taking care' of you?"
Jake's eyes dead panned. "Oh, man . . . I'm really sorry. It's just . . . you're a dude."
"Yeah, and so what? I mean, for a guy who's supposed to be completely straight, you sure do seem to cum at the drop of the hat for me." Eric said, folding his arms over his chest.
"That's different . . ."
"Really? You think so, huh?" Eric interjected. "'Cause you know what I think it is? I think your afraid - and selfish."
Jake stared back at him blankly, unsure of what to say.
Eric waited to hear what Jake would say in return, but realized that he'd hit a brick wall with his roommate. "Nothing to say to me, huh? Fine. See you back home."
Eric turned to leave, but Jake moved in front of the door and blocked his way.
"Come on, move. I don't want to be in here with you anymore." Eric said, as he tried to push past his hunky roommate, but it was little use. Jake was much bigger than him. That didn't stop Eric from trying though, and the two boys began shoving each other pretty hard, back and forth, until it quickly devolved into a full-scale melee.
Then from amidst the tussle, a piercing yelp echoed against the walls of the tiny room as Jake's muscular thigh thundered between Eric's open legs and smashed into his crotch.
Everything suddenly stopped, as Eric doubled over and let out a hoarse moan. "Ohhhhhh, what was that for?"
Jake stifled a laugh. "Oh God, I'm sorry Eric, it was a mis-"
POW.
With the front pouch of Jake's boxer-briefs at his eye level, Eric fought through the pain and his fist easily connected with it's target, and smashed into the two round lumps. Jake's cotton-encased love-spuds were slammed up into his body and flattened like pancakes.
"Oh fuck, that was a good one," Jake winced as he slid to his knees.
Eric grunted and tried to stand straight. "Alright, enough. I'm going - UGH!" Eric staggered back against the wall as he recoiled from Jake's backhand squishing the soft mound in his jeans.
"Fuuuuuuuck." Eric cringed in pain as he slid down to the floor next to his friend. "Stop hitting me in the balls!"
Jake shot him a grin. "Oh, so you like dishing it out, but you can't take it?"
Eric cupped his balls and coughed. "Yeah, something like that."
Jake shook his head and smiled. And then he had a wicked thought.
"Are you saying that all the times you wracked me, you can't take a little nut tap?" Jake asked as he pried Eric's hands away from his crotch.
Eric groaned pitifully.
"Funny . . . it's hard to imagine a guy who's so into ball busting, doesn't like to get busted?" Jake grabbed Eric's balls in his fist and squeezed.
"Eric's eyes snapped open and he suddenly looked scared. "Oh no, God no Jake . . . please . . ."
Jake pumped his thick fingers into Eric's nuts, causing his friend to gasp.
"I think you're right about me asking you to take care of my needs, when I've been neglecting yours. Time to change all that." Jake kept one hand wrapped around Eric's nuts, and with the other, he unzipped his friends jeans.
"No Jake, that's not . . . this isn't what I meant . . ."
Eric groaned as Jake let go of his balls just long enough to pull his pants and underwear down. Then he grasped Eric's soft nutsac and grabbed his naked nuggets for the first time. They weren't nearly as large as Jake's, but they were plump and firm.
Jake rolled Eric's virgin nuts in his hand and then he squeezed.
"SHIT!!!" Eric yelled and he bent forward and pressed his body into Jake's, as if they were embraced in a hug, and whimpered into the nape of Jake's neck.
"Had enough yet?" Jake whispered into his friend's ear.
Eric's nod was almost imperceptible. "Yes," he sobbed. "My balls fucking ache."
"Good, 'cause that helps make the next part even better." Jake said. Then he loosened his grip on Eric's gonads, and grabbed his dick and started jerking him off.
Eric's mind was blown as a wave of pleasure washed over his body when he realized that it was his roommate's base-ball mitt fingers that were sliding along his cock. The speed at which his dick hardened could have broke the sound barrier, and Eric threw his head back and moaned.
"Oh, God . . . Jake . . . that feels so fucking good . . ." Eric moaned. He was practically delirious with pleasure. "Ugh . . . that's gonna make me cum."
"Good," Jake grinned. "That's what's supposed to happen."
Eric reached over and grabbed Jake's package, causing the big stud to slow down. All this ball-busting action had gotten him horny too, and his erection swelled inside his underwear.
"Take those off." Eric whispered, his breaths were getting shallower by the second.
Jake did as he was asked, and pulled off his boxer-briefs, allowing his mighty prick to spring into the air and reveal his two, fat gonads dangling between his legs.
Eric grabbed Jake's heavy scrotum by the root and twisted as he felt his own orgasm begin to circle for the approach.
"I'm gonna cum." Eric whispered. "Shit, here it comes."
His entire body seemed to clench in preparation for the flood. Then before he knew what was happening, he was cumming. The first few few shots sprayed into the air like a shower, coating Eric's stomach in legs in a glossy sheen before Jake improved his aim, had pointed Eric's cock into his open hand.
Jake was amazed by the sheer volume that Eric was pumping out. Even though Jake had been gifted with far larger manhood, his orgasms were almost never so big.
"Yeah buddy, get it out. Let it all out." He cheered Eric on as he continued to milk his friend's cock.
Even though things were winding down, his cock was still spewing a fresh jet of splooge every few seconds. When it was over, Eric's orgasm had gone on for nearly 60 seconds, and Jakes palm was filled with his Eric's love-sauce.
Jake looked around the room for a tissue or a towel, but there was none to be had. There weren't even any sheets on the cot, it was just covered in some sort of plastic. Then he saw the cup on the edge of the table, and wiped the rapidly cooling splooge into the container.
Eric sighed.
"Holy shit, that was awesome. I haven't cum like that . . . ever." He said, rubbing his crotch as he peered up at his grinning roommate.
His eyes fixated on Jake's throbbing boner.
"But maybe it's time I return the favor."
Jake shrugged. "That's alright, man. Really."
"No, believe me, I want to." Eric had a devilish grin as he reached for Jake's sac with both hands. "Besides, you still have to give that sperm sample, right?"
Jake's mouth opened wide as Eric grabbed each gonad between his thumb and index finger, and rubbed the delicate ball cords behind each testicle. The manipulation of his big boys sent shivers down Jake's spine and his cock twitched.
"That feels good, doesn't it?" Eric asked.
"Oh yeah." Jake murmured through partially spread lips, as his friend continued to massage the tender nut-flesh between his fingers. He never knew his balls could give him such pleasure until he met Eric.
"Yeah, well too bad, cause THIS'll probably hurt." Suddenly switching tacts, Eric drove his thumbs into each delicate orb and then yanked down, pulling Jake off his feet and onto the empty cot.
"Owww, fuck. You're right, that did hurt." Jake moaned as his legs were spread open, providing a better view of his meaty testicles.
Eric shot him a big grin and brought his arm back before sending it smashing into Jake's juicy plums. The contact between Eric's knuckles and Jake's balls made a sickening THUD.
Jake's body shuddered and his eyes blinked shut.
Eric looked down at his targets before he pounded Jake's poor nuts again, forcing another gasp from the big stud's lips.
"I think I'm going to pound the cum right out of you." Eric said, grabbing Jake's massive phallus and giving it a few hard strokes. "That sounds fun, doesn't it?"
"Sounds kinda painful, actually." Jake grumbled, but he was too distracted by the way Eric was tugging on his shaft to get angry.
Eric chuckled as he powered another vicious fist into Jake's baby-makers. The blow was absorbed equally by both his nuts, and temporarily deflated before popping back into their normal shape.
Jake let out a hoarse moan as precum began to ooze out from his cock-head and dribble down his shaft.
SQUISH!
SQUASH!
Eric landed two more punches, sending a jolt through Jake's body as his nuts were rammed up against the rigid base of his dick.
"Fuck!" Jake grimaced. He was panting hard and sweat was beading up on his handsome face.
Eric smiled and gave Jake's cock a few tugs. "Come on big boy, time to give it up." He laughed and punched Jake square in the nuts with a loud SPLAT.
"Unggghhhh!" Jake moaned in pleasure and pain as Eric alternated between punching him and jerking him off. A few repetitions was all it took before Jake's balls began to retreat back up toward the base of his cock, and his body tensed.
"Oh yeah, here we go. Come on man." Eric exclaimed as Jake's cock began to quiver and his eyes glazed over. He let go and watched Jake's big meat-stick as it pointed straight up at the ceiling. It was leaking a constant stream of precum that was slowly coating his balls.
Eric grabbed the plastic sample cup that had been used to collect his earlier load and got it ready as Jake's testicles churned inside his sac. Jake was teetering on the edge and all he needed was one little push.
Eric gave him two.
Thump, THUMP! Eric threw his fist into each of Jake's throbbing nuts, first his left, and then his right in quick succession, causing Jake to scream in pain and his scrotum contracted as long ropes of cum began barreling out of his dick.
Eric tried to catch them inside the cup, but several failed attempts, he simply pointed the end of Jake's exploding cock-head into it.
Jake moaned happily as Eric jerked him off to completion, half filling the cup in long, steady streams.
When it was over, Jake threw his head back and groaned as he cupped his sore, empty nuts.
Eric whistled as he swirled the contents of the plastic cup. "Nice job. I think they'll be pleased with this."
"They better be. It's gonna be a while before I can provide them with another sample." Jake grimaced while rubbing his nuts.
Eric grinned back at his friend. "I better get back to the waiting room before they notice I'm back here." He said, pulling his pants back on. "Just take your time."
"Thanks." Jake smiled weakly and watched as Eric left the room, closing the door behind him.
It took a while before Jake felt well enough to pull his clothes back on. Then when he was ready, he brought the sample with him to the nurse's station where he found his nurse from earlier.
"All done?" She asked cheerily. "That took a while, didn't it."
"Yeah, I guess." Jake looked like a naughty school boy as he placed the cup on to the counter.
The nurse looked at the double load and grinned.
"Everything looks in order. We'll let you know how things turn out in a few days." She said with far to large of a smile as far as he was concerned.
Jake left the nurse's station and met back up with Eric out front by the receptionist's desk.
"All ready." Jake nodded.
"Sweet." Eric grinned as he opened the door for his roommate. "Let me know the next time you come down to the sperm bank, I'll come down with you. I'm good at making deposits."
Jake rolled his eyes and grinned as the two friends made their way down the hall and out to the street below.
On the outside, they were the same two teenage guys who had entered the fertility clinic an hour ago, but on the inside, something had changed. Eric could sense it now, even in the way Jake walked next to him, and it made his heart skip a beat. It was too early to put a label on it, but Eric knew in his gut that their relationship had just undergone a fundamental change.
Jake caught Eric smiling at him and he smiled back. "What?"
Eric couldn't believe how hot Jake looked in that moment.
"Nothing." Eric grinned, and grabbed Jake's hand as the walked down the sidewalk together.
- As always, Jake is played by the hunky Brazilian model, Bernardo Velasco -
- And the role of Eric is played by Hayden Wolfe -
