The Camboy

 

Brett sat in front of his computer and found himself absent-mindedly stroking his considerable length once again, this seemed to be the routine for him every night. As the blonde eighteen year old stud sat back in his chair and massaged his massive cock he joked to himself that if he could make money from jacking off he'd be filthy rich. 

Ever since he had been able to get a hard on it seemed like Brett's hands were glued to his obscenely large, uncut member. He looked down at his throbbing twelve inch cock and watched intently as he peeled his foreskin back to expose his bright pink bell end. 

"That's it!" He exclaimed out loud, his hands begrudgingly let go of his stiff cock and found themselves furiously typing on his keyboard.

"Looking for camboys" he searched. 

Most of the results were for gay sites, Brett didn't have a problem with gay guys and would happily make money off of them, however he was painfully straight and was worried that he wouldn't be able to get it up for a guy. 

That's when he found it, the perfect site!

"Looking for hung straight guys to cam for women's pleasure"   

"Fuck yeah! this is perfect!" He exclaimed as he clicked the link. 

He was greeted by a neatly organized website that had a tab for applications, after filling out a brief application and giving the site his phone number as well as his e-mail, he then was prompted to submit some pictures. 

"Please submit at least three pictures, all including and clearly showing your face, penis, body and... testicles."

Brett thought that last part was a little odd, he never thought of his mammoth balls as being something women liked, but if it meant jerking it for chicks and getting paid? he wasn't going to question it. 

Brett stripped off his cum-stained boxers and proceeded to take three photos, one of his devastatingly handsome face and toned chest, one of his heavy cock hanging between his knees, and one of him holding up his insanely large plums. 

Brett was surprised that within five minutes of sending his application into the site he received a text on his phone. 

"Hello Brett, Our team at "Cam4girlz" thinks that you'd be an excellent addition to our roster of models! we just need to do a test run with you to make sure you've got what it takes to be a cam boy..." 

Brett felt his heart racing as his cock began to stand at full mast once again.

"You will be receiving an e-mail with a link to a video call. Join said call and you will be able to start camming. Note that your video feed will be monitored and if you're not satisfying our customers you will be kicked off the site"

Brett felt a wave of anxiety come over him, not because of the obvious red flags, but because of the prospect of not making the women on the site happy and being utterly humiliated. 

His hand began to stroke his rigid cock once more as he anxiously awaited the email to come through, and then as soon as his attention was off the email and he was distracted by the feeling of wanking his cock. 

*Ding* 

He nearly came from the excitement of it all. As fast as the horny stud could, he clicked the link to the video call and positioned his camera to be on his towering member. His face was still visible but as far as he was concerned, his cock was the star of the show. 

As the video came to life two fully clothes girls sat on the other end of the screen. A brunette sitting on the left was the first to speak.

"Oh my! this ones ready to go!" She said laughing with her friend. 

Her redhead friend added in "I'm not complaining though, that's a BIG slab of meat" her voice sounding huskier at the end of the sentence. 

"What's your name horny boy?" The brunette asked. 

Brett's cock visibly twitched as a large glob of precum leaked from his bright pink cock head and dribbled down his shaft. 

"I- uhh I'm Brett!" He said with a stupid grin on his face. 

"Well Brett.... you have a very impressive cock, can you move back a bit so we can see the whole package?" The Redhead said in a soft tone. "By the way, I'm Emma and this is Chelsea" she added.

"Yes ma'am!" Brett replied as he rolled his chair back to expose his truly enormous testicles. 

"Fuck me..." Chelsea whispered under her breath as she took in the sheer size of Brett's manhood. 

"Now Brett, can you start jerking off for us?" Emma said in the most innocent tone she could muster. 

"Oh uh fuck- yeah I- I mean yes ma'am" He stuttered out as he began to stroke his engorged member. His fist flew up and down the length of his cock at a rapid speed and soon he felt himself rapidly approaching orgasm. 

"Hey hey hey! slow down there dude" Chelsea exclaimed. 

"Yeah dude we want to savor every inch of that meat stick, stroke it slowly" Emma added.

Brett was deeply embarrassed and slowed down his pace considerably. 

"I- I'm sorry ladies I just couldn't help myself, you're both so hot and I haven't cum in a whole day!" Brett said bashfully. 

"Is not cumming for one day a long time for you?" Chelsea said confused. 

"Well I usually empty my nuts three times a day, but today I was too busy" He said blushing furiously. 

"Fuck me!" Chelsea whispered under her breath. "Those big balls of yours are hard at work then..."

Brett nodded as his hand glided up and down on his stiff member. 

"Brett?" Emma said softly. Her innocent tone catching the horny studs attention instantly. 

"Yes?" He said shakily, sounding as if he was on the edge of cumming at her very words. 

"Do you want to see us naked" Emma said softly. The girls giggled to each other as Brett's mind was sent into a flurry.

"y- YES- I mean yeah sure I would" Brett blurted out, his cock tingled at the thought of seeing the two girls on his screen topless. 

"Well then I want you to do something for me first...." She said, giving Brett her best puppy-dog eyes. 

Brett paused. 

"But I already showed you my cock? isn't it fair that I see your tits" He said with genuine confusion. 

"Well... you actually flashed us your cock, we never explicitly asked to see it"  Chelsea said in a slightly more venomous tone. 

"I- wait I didn't mean t-" He stuttered 

"So.... either you do what I ask.... or we can report you for flashing us with that obscenely large slab of meat..." Emma said in her deceptively innocent tone. 

"Fine! It can't be that bad right? I'll do what you want" Said Brett in an exasperated tone, even though he was becoming mildly stressed, his hand never left his rigid shaft. 

"Well Chelsea and I have a very specific kink...." Emma said once again giving Brett her best puppy dog eyes. 

Brett's cock twitched at the idea of the two girls having freaky fantasies, maybe they wanted to call him daddy? or maybe they wanted him to degrade them? His mind was racing with possibilities which caused a noticeable bead of precum to drip from his engorged head. 

"You see... we like a strong man... who can handle anything" Chelsea said.

"Well I do have muscles-" Brett was interrupted by Chelsea. 

"We like to see how much pain a big strong man like you can handle"  

"Oh?" Is all Brett could say as he tried to make sense of what the girls were saying.

"Brett.. we want to see you punch those big... heavy nuts of yours" Emma blurted out. As she spoke her eyes were glued to the hunks over-sized and over-filled baby makers. 

"wh- what?!" Brett seemed almost startled at the proposition and for the first time in the night his hand froze mid stroke. 

"If you want to see our tits.... you're gonna slap those big old nuts of yours around a bit" Chelsea said matter of fact-ly. 

Brett's handsome face looked conflicted for a moment, however Emma's strategically timed shirt unbuttoning all but sealed the deal. 

"and you promise you'll both show me your tits after?" He said nervously. 

"After we're satisfied yes" Emma said smiling. 

"Fine... what exactly do you want me to do?" 

"Oh I'm so glad you agreed! honestly this is gonna make my week!" Chelsea squealed as her and Emma both sported bright grins. 

"Scoop up your nuts with one hand... and with the other punch them as hard as you can" Chelsea said grinning, her eyes lit up with sadistic glee just thinking about the stud pulverizing his own meat. 

"And don't even think about holding back.. we'll be able to tell" Emma said as she scooted in closer to get a better look at the herculean stud on her computer screen. 

"uh- okay..." Brett said as he begrudgingly let go off his straining erection and scooped up his impressive nuts. He stretched them slightly away from his body and lifted his balled fist above them. As he looked down he couldn't help but whisper "sorry boys" as he sent his fist flying down into them. 

*THUD* 

Brett's fist made contact with his plump nuts, he held back slightly but not enough to save his poor balls from the pain they were about to experience. 

Every muscle in the horny stud's body tensed. His brain slowly began to process what had just happened, and as it did the searing pain began to creep up from his bloated nuts and into the rest of his body. 

"ohhh fuckkk" Is all the boy was able to squeak out as his hands cupped his nuts in a desperate attempt to ease the pain. 

Both girls look on with sadistic glee as the muscle clad stud in front of them was experiencing some of the worst ball pain of his life. 

"You know Chelsea.. I think he held back a bit there..." Emma said with as much faux sincerity as she could muster. 

"I think you're right Emma, I think Mr. Mammoth Balls over here needs to do it again!" Replied Chelsea

Brett's cock twitched and slapped his torso, he blushed slightly and then what the girls had just said hit him. An expression of horror spread across his face. 

"AGAIN?!" He said in a whiny tone. 

"Yep!" Said Emma sounding rather chipper. 

"Or we won't show you shit". Said Chelsea sounding a lot more aggressive than her friend, the pair had decided to loosely follow the 'good cop bad cop'/ routine. 

"Don't worry Brett! with balls that big there's no way you'd be able to do any real damage.." Emma smirked as she spoke. 

"Are you sure?" Brett said, the boy's ignorance to common sense made him the perfect victim for the girls. 

"Yes of course we are! we've done this tons of times with different guys, and even guys with small balls walked away fine!" Chelsea said. She couldn't help but giggle after speaking due to the blatant lies she was telling the poor dumb jock. 

"Well... okay I guess" Brett said as he used his left hand to push his balls up and away from his body, and then balled his right hand into a fist. He then sent his fist down into his already slightly swelled nuts and unleashed a whole new wave of testicular pain onto himself. 

*THUD*

His fist slipped slightly and mostly missed the boys over-sized left ball and almost solely made contact with his bloated right ball. not expecting to single out one ball, Brett didn't hold back this time. 

Brett doubled over slightly in his chair, cupping his battered balls for dear life. 

"Oooh that sounded like it really hurt that time" Said Emma with mock sympathy. Chelsea on the other hand was busy playing with herself off screen. Upon noticing this Emma scoffed and laughed at her friend. Soon though she found herself joining in and thoroughly enjoying herself. 

Once Brett let go of his batter nuts and showed them on camera, both Emma and Chelsea involuntarily squealed with joy. 

The hung studs balls were now comically lop-sided with his right nut swelling up considerably. 

"What's wrong with my ball?!?!? Is it broken?!?!?!" Brett asked frantically. His massive prick however stayed defiantly rigid and even began to leak a considerable amount of precum. 

"Oh no hun don't worry, swelling is normal!" Emma said in a sweet tone. 

"Yeah, If you broke a nut you'd know it" Chelsea laughed. 

"So... can I see your tits now?" Brett asked with a hopeful look on his face. 

"Not so fast dude.. we said when we were satisfied... and we're not satisfied yet" Said Chelsea sternly. 

"What else can I do?! My balls are killing me bro!" Brett said in a frustrated tone. 

"I have a few ideas" Chimed in Emma. "Can you come closer to the camera and squeeze your nuts together?" 

"I guess yeah, is it gonna hurt as much as the punching did?" Brett responded as he wstood up and positioned himself so that his balls were center stage. 

"Not nearly as much!" Emma giggled as Chelsea playfully slapped her off camera. 

"Don't forget to go as hard as you can, those big nuts of yours can take it!" Chelsea said as she leaned back to enjoy the show. 

Brett wrapped his strong hands around his hugely swollen testicles and began to slowly increase the pressure. He briefly stopped due to the pain starting, but one look at Chelsea's disapproving glare lit a fire under his ass and caused him to squeeze even harder. 

"Umm- h- how long do I have to squeeze for?!" Brett squeaked out as he slowly crushed his manhood. 

"You can stop when I say so" Chelsea said in an uncaring tone. 

"Yes ma'am" Brett squeaked as he continued to apply a considerable amount of pressure onto his manhood, little did he know how truly fragile his balls where, as when he tried to apply more pressure, a sickening sound echoed around the room. 

*SQUICK* 

Brett's eyes crossed as he basically fell back into the chair. His hands still cupped around his battered balls. 

"Did he just?!" Emma exclaimed. 

"I think he actually ruptured one!" Whispered Chelsea excitedly. 

"As Brett sat back up he inspected his now deep red right testicle, it was now double the size of his other ball and throbbed with a sickening pain. 

"I- I think I did something wrong!" Said Brett in a frenzied tone, even though he had severely battered his nuts his cock still stood tall and continued to leek a steady stream of precum. 

"Hey Brett!" Chelsea exclaimed. "If you stop now we won't show you anything, and we'll report you to the website for not satisfying us" 

"And reporting you means you'll never talk to any more girls on here.." Emma added. 

Brett's stupid horny brain tried to way his options, however the prospect of seeing Emma and Chelsea topless prevailed. 

"It's just one last thing Brett" Emma said innocently. 

Brett's cock twitched as he thought about using the girls mouth to blow his massively pent up load. 

"What do you want me to do?" He asked nervously. 

"Does your desk have a top drawer?" Emma asked. 

"Yeah.... why?" Brett responded confused. 

"Well Brett.... I want you to shut your nuts into the top drawer of your desk..." 

Brett looked at the drawer in front of him and wondered how he'd even do that without squishing them in the middle. As if Chelsea was reading the horny boy's mind she spoke. 

"You'll have to stretch your balls away from your body and just close the nut sack in the drawer and not your actual nut.. that Is if you still want to be a man after this..." 

Brett looked at the girls wearily. 

"and you promise that this is the last thing?" 

"Of course!" Replied Emma and Chelsea in unison. 

"Fine" Brett said as he stretched his pained balls away from his body, the tugging on his now very sensitive nut chords caused Brett to wince, however he persisted. 

He stood up and opened his drawer and slowly placed his heavy nuts into it. He then looked into the camera and awaited instruction. 

"Go on big boy, I know you can do it" Said Emma in a seductive tone. 

Brett hyped himself up a bit, he had the biggest package he had ever seen, this was nothing. That's when he made the mistake of slamming the drawer shut instead of closing it slowly. 

*SLAM* *CRUNCH* 

"oooooh" The girls moaned in unison. They're mock sympathy was followed by laughter and the faint wet sound of Chelsea fingering herself with no shame. 

His balls had slightly retracted and as he slammed the heavy wooden drawer closed, he had caught the top of his already severely battered right nut.

"Fuckkkkk" Brett groaned as his knees began to buckle underneath him. 

"OH MY-" Emma blurted out as she witnessed the toned stud's knees give out on him, his body fell to the ground, however his trapped balls did not instantly follow. 

His heavy nuts were forced through the small crack between the heavy wooden drawer and the desk itself, and unfortunately for the brawny stud, they couldn't make it through intact. 

*POP* *POP* 

The sound of the boy on their screen being emasculated shocked the girls, however both of them found themselves fingering themselves silly in a matter of seconds. 

Brett's mush filled nut sack slipped through the crack in the drawer as he fell backwards, when he landed he was half propped up by his chair but due to the immense pain he was in he quickly fell unconscious

That's when the now nutless boy's monster cock began to spew rope after rope of his thick, hot creamy cum. The first five ropes glazed his attractive face, the next few striking his heaving chest and toned midriff. The last few dribbled out of his cock as it finally began to soften after being rock hard for hours. 

"I can't believe that idiot just castrated himself" Cackled Chelsea as she was knuckle deep in her cunt. 

"I know right!" Emma said in-between labored breaths as she too fingered his tight pussy.  

"His nuts are fucking ruined! he was a fucking Adonis! and now he's nutless! because of us!" Chelsea reveled in what had just happened. 

The girls continued to get off to what had just played out in front of them for nearly an hour before Brett began to wake up, when they saw the first stirs of movement they decided that they'd better close the call, they always found newly castrated boys so awkward to deal with.