Balls on the Line Part 3

 

part 1 here: https://jamiesballbusts.blogspot.com/2023/08/balls-on-line-part-1.html

part 2 here: https://jamiesballbusts.blogspot.com/2023/08/balls-on-line-part-2.html 

 Some of the men quickly took advantage of their rare instance of free will and jerked their already overworked cocks as hard as they could, soon Trent and Thomas were hit with the smell of semen as man after man shot their pent up loads all over the ground. 

One boy in particular caught Trent's attention, he was muscular but not in a body builder way, his muscles almost looked pillow-y, the boy's muscles tensed as he masterfully worked his thick uncut cock, his mop of dishevelled brown hair covered his freckled face as he moaned. His cock then erupted with what Trent thought to be the biggest load he had ever seen, rope after rope of cum shot from the boy's cock nd coated the floor in front of him. The boy eventually huffed a sigh of relief and looked up to meet Trent's gaze, his face immediately went beet red and he looked away.

Trent couldn't help but feel jealous, seeing the other guys unload their pent up cum was painful, he so badly wanted to give his cock the attention it was craving but he agreed with what Thomas had said, it's too easy. There has to be something else going on here. 

After the ten minute period about half of the guys had shot their loads and the ones who hadn't yet weren't going to be anytime soon. Trent and Thomas were chilling in a corner talking things out as the loud voice came over the speaker. 

"Please make your way through the door and head to the next level" It said in it's usual monotone voice, as it spoke a previously closed door opened at the side of the room. After it was open the 40 or so men who were left all made their way towards it and entered another room similar to the one they were in however in place of the milking stations there were 40 glass measuring cups on 40 individual pedestals

"I think I was right....." Thomas whispered to Trent.  

"Before you are 40 individual measuring cups, your goal is to fill them as much as you can with your semen!" The voice over the intercom said. "The top 50% will make it through... and the other half will... I'm sure you can guess by now" 

All the men assumed their places in front of their respective measuring cups and almost instantly a countdown for fifteen minutes began on a screen in front of them. 

"Fuck!" "Shit!" A couple of the men exclaimed as they all began to stroke as fast as they could, however when Trent looked over at Thomas he was stroking slowly and looked like he was giving his cock a deep tissue massage. 

"What are you doing man?!" Trent said looking shocked. 

"I know what I'm doing, just focus on yourself" Thomas replied as he threw his head back in pleasure. 

Trent shook his head and returned to stroking his own member, thankfully he was already quickly approaching orgasm and thinking about fucking a tight cunt sent him over the edge within minutes.

"fuuuuuuckkk" Trent groaned as he and a another boy were the first to shoot their loads into the measuring cups. As his rock hard member shot rope after rope into the glass he saw it slowly begin to fill, and by the time his orgasm had finally subsided his measuring cup was almost half full. He took a step back and admired his seed and chuckled. He looked over to Thomas and saw that the raven haired boy was also unloading a massive load into his own glass. 

Trent then looked over to the boy he saw have a massive orgasm earlier, the boy looked extremely nervous, his cock was only half erect as he desperately tried to milk it once more. 

"Fuck!" He cursed as he aggressively jerked his limp cock, in his anxious state the stud accidentally knocked his glass measuring cup onto the ground causing it to shatter. 

"I-" The boy said looking stunned. 

"Contestant 16 has broken the rules of the game" The voice came over the intercom. 

"Wait! Please!" The red faced boy pleaded. 

*POP* 

The unforgiving machine between his legs snapped shut around his balls and swiftly emasculated him. 

"Contestant 16 has been eliminated" 

Seeing a guy get so brutally neutered still sent shivers down Trent's spine, he looked at the timer on the screen in front of them and saw that there was only five minutes left. 

Most of the men had filled their glass cups at least a little however for the most part the men who didn't jerk off earlier were having a much better time than those who did give in to their primal sexual urges. 

As the timer winded down the pace of some of the men's jerking quickened, only two men were left with empty glasses and were desperately jerking their tired cocks trying to squeeze out another load. 

"Times up!" The voice said signifying the end of the game. 

"Contestants 36 and 50 have failed to complete the game, therefore they have been disqualified" 

The men's eyes shot wide open as they pleaded and begged however just like the others their balls were quickly and efficiently turned into mush. 

"Contestant 36 and contestant 50 have been eliminated!" The voice said over the cries and moans of the emasculated men. 

Trent and Thomas shared a nervous glance as they looked at the glass cups with varying amounts of spunk in them, thankfully the pair of them filled theirs just over half way which was definitely more than most of the guys. 

Guards came in and retrieved the remaining thirty-seven glasses and brought them into another room. Trent supposed they were taking them away to measure them. 

After a few minutes of anxious silence had passed the voice came over the intercom and announced who was moving forward in the game. 

"The following contestants have ranked in the top fifty percent for semen volume and will be moving on to the next game... 12 (Thomas) 6, 10, 17, 21, 32, 25, 39, 40 (Trent), 49, 30 and 43. As for the rest of you, thank you for playing but you have lost the game..." 

Trent, Thomas and the other men listed breathed a sigh of relief, however the other half all began to lose it, the prospect of losing their balls seemed to be too much and many of them began to banh on the doors of the room and scream obscenities at the disembodied voice. 

All at once 24 sets of balls all began to get cruelly smashed and ruined, the sounds of the boys balls popping mixed with the sounds of them groaning and squealing in pain, after it was all said and done Trent looked around at the writhing bodies of the newly castrated men and wondered if he was really going to be able to make it through this. All of  sudden a familiar hissing sound filled his ears as he and every other man around him began to feel drowsy and were soon knocked unconscious. 

to be continued.