Brutal Brawls

DEVILLE KNOX:

 Patrick, my older brother, the one who has always been the toughest of us, had this stupid idea to take a shortcut home through dark back alleys. Not that I was too worried what could happen since both him and myself are quite experiences brawlers and we know how to take care of ourselves. But just as I thought we would have no troubles Patrick saw this big guy called Brutus walking totally alone across the alley. He turned to look at me.. "Let´s have some fun Deville". And before I had time to react he was running after you. "Brutus! Remember me", as he send a high kick into your back

BRUTUS:

I'm on my way home after a big night out. Minding my own business, then I catch a flash of a shadow and sudden force in my back making me stumble forward. I managed to turn slightly so some momentum was diverted, but not enough stopping me from falling "You mother fucker... growling as I grab his ankle and lift it, causing him to fall on his back as I stand up and stomp his gut, unaware you are there.

DEVILLE KNOX:

Patrick lands on his back and folds as a Swiss knife but far from giving up he grabs you by your ankle trying to make you to lose your balance. I rush to help him sending a blow into your neck. "Leave my brother alone".

BRUTUS:

He takes me siren, landing on top of him, but he lifts his knee and it spikes into my bulge, making me wince. I hold his wrists down, threateningly. Then I see you shortish, your foot going for my that, and I catch it mid air. Snarling as I look up at you, hoping to intimidate you, but you'll see a glint in your brothers eye as he reaches began my legs and gets a fist full of my balls "AAAARGH, FUUUUCK!" but my nuts are tough, so I slice my hand up your thigh to get a grip on your nuts as i squeeze twice a hard as he squeezes mine

DEVILLE KNOX:

my eyes are bulging out from the sockets as you squeeze my nuts harder than I have ever been squeezed. I grab your hands trying to pry them out of my flattening balls but you just add pressure on them having that nasty grin on your face. I scream and collapse down on my knees. My eyes are rolling on my face. "Let my nuts free!", I scream as I see Patrick trying to twist your nuts.

BRUTUS:

Growing as Patrick works my balls, but I pull and twist yours "I can take it... but... can your brother?!" And I yank you nuts to me and seeing a haymaker punch right into your nuts "Let go it i castrate your bro!" Grinding my knuckles onto your nuts

DEVILLE KNOX:

I feel like vomiting, my knees get limp as my vision gets blurred. Last thing I can hear are your words telling you will castrate Patrick. Then all goes black. I hear Patrick screaming.. then nothing.

BRUTUS:

Mmm I've got a pair of brothers by their balls. Wonder who had the stronger nuts? Well... how Alroy i find out the fun way. I feel his thumbs trapping abs compressing my balls, but I'm used to this. I press my thumb deep into each dudes nuts, burrowing in add i trap the testicle and drill into it, living the feeling in those orbs warp and bend in my cruel grip... then did one pop? Or just slip free? Dunno... I better leave before the cops come. Before I go, I make a rubbing stomp on your brothers nutsack. Revenge for him starting the fight.

DEVILLE KNOX:

Don´t know why I suddenly open my eyes and instead of hearing my brother screaming there is silence. My nuts are aching as hell as i rub them but I am relieved to feel both of them still between my legs. Patrick is Koed.. cold out.. there is a weird wet spot on his crotch and I am afraid you really did it, castrated him. "Where the fuck you think you are going?". I rush forward and send a kick between your legs from behind.

BRUTUS:

The sudden spoke of pain in my nuts and getting lifted off the ground with a powerful kick to my nuts. I yelp and collapse to my side as I clutch at my nuts, gasping for air, bucking around madly, unable to say more than a primal yowl of agony

DEVILLE KNOX:

I knee the back of your skull sending you down on your stomach. I jump on top of you sliding my hand under your waist line trying to reach your balls from behind. I get a good firm hold of them as I stretch them backwards. Your body shaking, jolting as I dig my thumbs deep into them, just like you did to me before.

 You fucker have bigger balls than I thought, they are tough as hell ..I pull my hand out of your pants and roll your body on your back as I get up.

BRUTUS:

Eating asphalt as you push on my neck with your boot. About to push up and buck you off, when I feel your hand snake down, fingers burrowing into my clothes "No... fuck... no no no NOOO! EEEARRRGHH!" grinding my nut, pressing your thumb in as l buck and suffer. My body shaking until you release my nuts, feeling them warp and bend as I bellow, kicking my legs as I lay on my back

DEVILLE KNOX:

I look at Patrick, he is still unconscious, the wet spot on his crotch is expanding. I turn to look at you again. "You fucker, you really castrated him! You will pay for that!!!". I open the buttons of your jeans and force them down onto your knees. You have your cock rock hard in your briefs. "Are you fucker enjoying this?", I shout and aim my knee into your bulge feeling your big nuts getting crushed under it.

BRUTUS:

"NNNO NOOOOO!" stripping me down, and then crushing my nuts into the ground with your knee "YOU'RE CRUSHING MY BALLS!" getting tortured, as my testicles slip and slide sack, seeking safety from your kneecap crushing them into the ground. Then I feel it... you've got them right where you want them. "P....please..." I whimper

DEVILLE KNOX:

An evil grin appears on my face as I place myself, on my knees, between your legs. I rip off your briefs letting your thick cock jump out as I grab it tightly with my left hand. "Let´s see if your nut still work", I hiss as I start to stroke your cock while my right hand balls into fist landing right on your nuts, over and over again. I keep on stroking your cock, feel how it is throbbing in my hold as my fist keeps on hammering your exposed, swelling nuts.

BRUTUS:

I groan for a moment in pleasure as you work my dick

Instantly stolen from me as i feel you knuckles crunch into my trapped balls. I squeal like a pig, cock throbbing in you hand as the next hit nails my balls dead on. Hitting them from behind and I scream "AAAAARRRGHH!"

Trying to close my legs and protect myself, but you hold me open to merciless nut punching as I buck and plead for mercy that's never coming.

DEVILLE KNOX:

I smile as I feel your cock throbbing all the time more and more violently. Aiming a hard punch right between your two stones, nailing both of them against the ground your body fold and you shoot a huge load in my hand. "Good start man, but I am sure you have more to give me"

I keep on stroking your cock as my fingers wrap around your swollen nuts taking them into a tight grip. I twist them, stretch them out of your body, putting your fragile cords into a test while your cock gets hard again. "That´s my man, shoot another load", I chuckle.

BRUTUS:

"NO NO! PLEASE! LET GO! MY BALLS! MY BALLS!" squealing like a girl as my nuts are pulled to their limits. I'm even tapping out on the street, praying you'd honour it, but it's a street fight. Trying to keep my load in, but the harder you squeeze, the harder it gets

DEVILLE KNOX:

I sink my fingertips deep into your balls, as if I was impaling them while my hand keeps on stroking your cock faster and faster. Your body is shaking, your cock is throbbing uncontrollably when I close my fist around your nuts, almost rupturing them. "Don´t fight back, shoot another load big man", I mock you

BRUTUS:

I'm thrashing and bucking, convulsing in agony like I'm being electrocuted. Making primal sounds of agony any man would make when his enemy is crushing his nuts in his fist. A blubbering, whimpering mess, my body going rigid as another load gushes out in violent bursts, like a volcano eruption.

DEVILLE KNOX:

"You will pay for what you did to my brother", I whisper into your ear as I keep on stroking your cock. Your thick load is just the most perfect lubricant to make my job easier as I tighten my grip around your shaft not allowing to lose your hardon. Love the way your body jolts each time I drill my fingers deeper inside your balls.

I can feel the fight escaping from your body, your balls slowly turning into soft swollen orbs that are probably useless soon. You shoot 3 more loads in less than 20 minutes. Your last load is just bubbles of air as your balls have turned into two HUGE shapeless stones. I laugh loud and release your nuts. "Time to rape your skull!"

I straddle your chest, grab you by your hair forcing you to open your mouth as I thrust my cock into it.

BRUTUS:

Your polishing of my cock would normally be tormenting, but a barely notice with your capturing of my testicles, and your merciless drilling into my nut flesh mashing me than violently, but each burst of movement is met with harder squeezing, deeper drilling. Even my screams are muffled by your hand over my mouth. I feel another cum load forced out, more of a response to my body to release its seed before its too late.

But you keep going, mercilessly pulsing pressure into my balls, deeper and harder. My body is now a shaking convulsing mess. Feeling the flesh of my nuts slowly crunch and bruise as I whail into your hand, tears streaming and cum bubbling out as you savagely massage every once left. Your cock in my face, I try abs turn my head, but you thumb stabbing into my agonised nuts and I squeal, opening my mouth as you dick gags my screams

DEVILLE KNOX:

reaching back with my left hand i grab your softened stones again into my tight grip squeezing them hard to control you. i don´t want you to mutilate my cock with your sharp teeth as i keep on fucking your skull. the involuntary movements of your throat around my cock make my body tremble as I feel my thick sperm erupt from my balls through my cum vein deep into your mouth. I squeeze your balls during my orgasm, perhaps unaware of the force I'm using on them, until I feel them shrink and tear into a shapeless pulp inside your sack. I scream loudly, with all my lungs, as my seed fills your panicked mouth, while I finally release my grip on your crushed sack.

BRUTUS:

I feel your cock start to throb, I go to turn my head only to be pinned down by your cock in my throat. Every moment my nuts are getting crushed harder, instinctively turning submissive to the man making my orbs crumble, I start swallowing, only for you to crush harder and harder until my screams are gargling on your cum. Squealing like a tortured pig when at its most intense, left broken and sobbing

DEVILLE KNOX:

i stay there, deep in your mouth for a moment, my hand still around your ruined stones when i finally pull my cum and saliva coated cock out of your mouth. slowly sliding my butt lower i turn around and straddle on your chest locking your arms under my hamstrings. i don´t want to give you an opening to hit me from behind. your thick 7 incher is surprisingly still swinging wildly diamond hard in the air, despite all the pain you just went through. i don´t think twice but grab it in my fist and jerk it with a long horny strokes. my amazement only grows as I feel your cock begin to throb in my hand. "good boy, shoot your seed one last time if you have any left."

BRUTUS:

Jolting as you take my raw cock, pulling it up at the root. "Please... I can't man... I can't..." but my cock says something different. So trying to free my dick, but every inch of my manhood is start your mercy... or lack thereof.

My body shaking as I feel totally vulnerable. My strength sapped from me, my nuts drained, yet begging for more attention from you.

DEVILLE KNOX:

i smirk, an evil grin on my face as i stare at your throbbing cock wondering if it will finally shoot a load. i keep on stroking your cock faster, feeling it expanding in my grip when it happens. your cock nods as you make a moaning sound and shoots a load..mostly blood and some testicular pulp, on my chest and hand.

i lick my lips. finally got a man who killed my brother defeated, destroyed. slowly, very slowly i stand up leaving your exhausted body on the ground as i stay watching you, towering you and spit on your face. "this was for Patrick"

BRUTUS:

Moaning a you milk out a lazy load, but with each pulse WHAM! Your knuckles slamming down on my balls, crunching them down into the ground beneath. Like the ground is an anvil and your fist is the smiths hammer capable of deforming steel. But this time, used to castrate another man, one cruel crippling punch at a time. Left coughing, sobbing and gagging.

DEVILLE KNOX:

with a giant cocky smile on my face i start to walk out of the place but then stop. i stay there for a moment and think, think carefully. i turn back, facing you as i slowly, with arrogant steps come back to you seeing you are slowly trying to get up from the blood and cum stained floor. "forgot something", i hiss, almost whisper when i all of the sudden send a soccer kick aimed into your exposed throat.

BRUTUS:

I'm lost in my own world of agony and pain. A flash of a shadow and the impact to my neck, rolling, holding my throat, gasping for air.. crawling as I almost puke.

DEVILLE KNOX:

as soon as u land on your back i jump down straddling your hips as i begin to punch your abs with powerful repeated blows. your abs take the the first 5 minutes bravely but soon start to get bruised and change their color and shape. each blow breaks your tissue, eventually turning your once magnificent brick wall into a shapeless mass of meat, soft and loose. "if you want to stay alive, you will be my bitch for the rest of your life. do we have a deal?" i ask quietly, striking the remains of your upper abs with my fist one more time.

BRUTUS:

I'm barely able to process, suddenly realising this asshole is serious and my life in danger. Before I can even finish processing the right, another fist into my core, almost madding me puke and choke on the spittle. Wet eyes, taking out, nodding, but in no state to speak. Just cry and sob, gasping for air.

DEVILLE KNOX:

i snap grab of your adam´s apple, sinking my fingertips around it "it´s your lucky day", i spit into your open mouth, "i will let you live, but you will be my fuck toy for the rest of your miserable days. is that clear?". without waiting for your answer i stand up and kick your bruised abs once more. "you know where i live. move your ass there next thing tomorrow morning. if you fail, come late or complain, i will snap your neck.". i collect my clothes, help Patrick to stand up as we walk away.

Published: 2025-12-30, viewed 112 times.