Leo and Nick Bayne Go to Heaven

Warning: This story contains depictions of domestic violence. This can be a really disturbing or triggering topic, even for guys who read blogs like this. No judgment if you wanna' skip this one. Please read at your own discretion. 

BE ADVISED THIS STORY CONTAINS DEPICTIONS OF SUICIDE and/or SELF HARM.

PS: I gave this story a happy ending because even when there is incredible darkness, there is always light. ** hugs to all and be safe out there**

Leo and Nick Bayne

Leo and Nick Bayne didn't really know what to expect when they got a random invitation in the mail to watch the pilot episode of a new sitcom with a gay main character. The invite seemed legit, it was from a consulting agency linked to a well-known streaming service, and the pilot was being tested in a conference room of a major office building downtown, not some seedy random location.

Leo, Nick and four other gay couples presumably chosen at random sat through the 45-minute pilot of a show that was an awkward mashup of Queer As Folk, This is Us and Riverdale. It, like most pilots that never get made into a series, was a complete hodgepodge mess, but at least everyone got a free t-shirt and a gift card for their time, plus the consultants seemed to be genuine in gathering everyone's (mostly negative) feedback. But it wasn't just the show's one-dimensional, stereotype characters that made Leo uncomfortable. Throughout the showing the screen would flash and random symbols and words would briefly appear. Nick didn't notice but Leo and a few others did and, weirdly, it had given them awful headaches. Leo thought nothing of it as the two left the screening.

Leo feeling strange...

Leo and Nick made a day out of their outing to the city. After the screening, they had lunch, went shopping and enjoyed a long stroll in the park. The two muscle sluts were bulging out of their slacks and conservative white polos, holding hands and stealing kisses as they walked, almost daring anyone to complain. One homophobe did say something but quickly backed down when Leo stuck out his chest and glared as Nick gave him a hug. A few hours later they were home.

Their little date day had gotten both of them pumped for a nasty, no holds barred fuck fest. They had been married for years but the two horny studs' sex drives never cooled down. The two hunks of muscles fucked and sucked each other for hours a day, discovering more and more depraved ways to use each other's bodies.  Leo was feeling especially horny as Nick set the dinner table; Leo loved how Nick always cooked dinner and presented it with care like it was their first date every night. Nick wasn't a great cook, but the wholesomeness was nice... and made the debaucherous, ass-pounding, throat stretching sex that came after so much dirtier.

Nick looking slutty

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Leo opened it and was surprised to see one of the consultants from the pilot screening, a lanky man named David who was wearing an expensive suite over his svelte body and whose hair was still perfectly styled and gelled. Leo remembered thinking that the soft-spoken twink was delicious and had joked with Nick about inviting him back home and tearing him in half, so it was a happy - but strange - coincidence that he was here.

"Umm.. hi. What can I do for..." Leo started but was quickly interrupted. David held an iPad displaying random, jarring images in a loop in front of Leo's face.

The dumb muscle hunk's eyes crossed before snapping back to normal, but they were glazed over, as if he was in a trance. His mind went fuzzy and suddenly his muscles started to ache as if he had just left the gym. They were getting tense for some reason, flooding with adrenaline.

"You know what you need to do! Activate the omega directive, all other priorities are rescinded." David commanded in a voice bigger than his small body would suggest before casually walking into their condo and closing the door. 

Leo's muscles bulging...

Leo locked it and they both made their way to the dining room as David pulled out a small camcorder. Nick looked up in surprise, instantly recognizing the well-dressed twink, and presumed he was there to ask survey questions or something.

"Oh hey! We're just sitting down for dinner, but..." 

Before Nick could finish, Leo lunged across the room and tackled him to the ground. Nick was confused as his beefy husband straddled him, but he wasn't alarmed. The two fucked like literal animals so this was par for course. Maybe Leo really had seduced David and the three were about to have a wild orgy, Nick thought, his massive cock getting hard at the prospect, pressing through the thin fabric against Leo's leg. 

Nick opened his mouth, expecting Leo to kiss him, but was startled by the strange expression on his husband's handsome face.

"Nick... run...!" Leo growled but it was too late. 

Nick about to be pounded...

Nick screamed as Leo's balled fist slammed down onto his face three times like a piston, full force. Nick thought he felt his perfect nose crack and blood was streaming down his face. 

"What the fuck!" 

Nick, who was an equally beefy mindless muscle slut, pushed Leo off and went to stand. David was silently recording the scene from a corner and Nick could see a truly enormous tube-shaped bulge that seemed to go halfway down his leg. Before Nick could gain his bearings, he felt a sharp pain in his thigh.

Leo had grabbed a fork from the table and plunged it so far into Leo's leg that the tines were buried. It was painful, but not especially dangerous. Nick yelped in pain, which was all the opening Leo needed. 

CRASH

Nick was dazed as Leo slammed a heavy serving dish against his husband's head. The hot, metal dish was dented and a microfracture erupted on Nick's skull. Nick stumbled backward in pain; he knew he was hurt but not fully aware of how much.  He looked at Leo and shouted.

"What the fuck are you doing!" Nick asked, holding his head.

Leo was a big prankster, and it wasn't unusual for their roughhousing to get out of hand since both of the idiots acted unaware of how big and powerful, they were. 

"Nick... you have to... RUN... " Leo's words were stilted and sounded forced, almost like someone was using him like a puppet.

Leo and Nick

"Honey, I don't understand. What's wrong?" 

Nick took a step toward Leo, totally ignoring David. It was a critical mistake. Nick screamed as the five-inch blade of a steak knife was plunged through his shirt, slicing into his rock-hard abs. Leo screamed in horror as he sent the knife over and over into Nick's stomach. Nick grabbed his bleeding abs and fell to the ground on his back. He was in total agony. His rock-hard abs had six large gashes, his stomach and intestines had been punctured and his half-digested lunch was starting to ooze into his abdominal cavity. 

Leo started sobbing as he pile dived onto his husband. He used his elbow like a deadly weapon, the force of all of his massive weight and muscular arms landed in the middle of Nick's chest. Nick gasped as the air was literally pushed out of him. Leo kept crying as he grabbed Nick's throat, squeezing as hard as he could. Nick flutily grabbed his lover's hands and tried to pry them off but Leo was a beast. 

"I can't stop myself... I'm sorry!" Leo cried as his husband's frantic writhing slowed, his face was turning purple and only weak gargling sounds were coming out.

"Excellent!" David cheered, still filming.

"What did you do!" Leo shouted at David, taking a break from choking Nick so that he could use his powerful fists to slam onto Nick's chest, right over his heart. 

Nick screamed. He could feel his over-powered brute husband's blows were literally cracking his ribs. His heart, a muscle that was suddenly far more important than his abs, was about to be crushed in his chest. In desperation, Nick was able to throw Leo off of him and run toward the door. He was still bleeding heavily from his stomach; his ribs were bruised, and his throat burned with each breath, but he was fueled by pure adrenaline.

"Stop him!" David commanded.

Leo nodded and ran toward Nick, tackling him. Before Nick could react, Leo had grabbed both of Nick's ankles and wrenched them into the air.

"Honey! No!"

CRUNCH

Leo slammed his shoe over and over and over and over into the mounding bulge at the intersection of his husband's muscular legs. What the fuck am I doing! Leo thought fully aware that he was destroying the favorite part of his husband's body but couldn't stop himself. Nick threw up from agony and David just kept filming. Suddenly Leo felt a bit more control over himself and turned toward David, looking like he was going to lunge. Without missing a beat, David held up the screen with the strange symbols and Leo's eyes glossed over. Leo nodded as he continued to stomp on his husband.

This time Leo focused on Nick's bloody abs, stomping and jumping on Nick's abdomen until he felt something burst. Maybe it was Nick's stomach, maybe it was his spleen, but whatever it was made Nick's mouth erupt blood and filled the panicked stud with enough terror to spring to his feet and again run toward the door, his tattooed arm clutching his crushed abs, the pain from his nuts making each step torture.

"Stop him!"

Leo in beast mode...

Leo tried to stop himself, but he ran into the kitchen to fetch a butcher knife, then ran back to Nick. Nick had made it to the door, but his bloody hands made it impossible for him to grip the knob. He collapsed onto his stomach and tried to crawl away, sobbing in terror like a bitch. The sound of Nick crying and begging was gut-wrenching for Leo. It was the worst sound he'd ever heard; he wouldn't wish his worst enemy to be forced to hear their partner crying out like that. 

"Strip him!"

"No! Please!" Leo couldn't help himself. He kicked his muscly husband onto his back then knelt down.

"Leo..." Nick was crying. Horrified. His burst stomach was flooding his insides with stomach acid, his destroyed ab muscles were making his usually pristine washboard abs turn purple under his shirt.

Nick tried to fight back as Leo violently ripped off his clothes, using the knife at times resulting in dozens of rather deep cuts all over Nick's toned body. It took less than a minute before Nick was totally naked. Huge bruises and bleeding gashes were all over his perfect muscly body. Leo threw up.

"Make it stop!" Leo cried.

"Gut him!" David demanded, his cock leaking.

Leo screamed as he plunged the knife directly into Nick's navel. Nick screamed and gargled on blood as Leo ran the knife up his abs, stopping just short of his pecs. The knife had plunged in so far, Leo could feel it scrapping the floor under his husband. Leo begged himself to stop as he grabbed either side of the massive gash in Nick's abs with each hand and pulled in opposite directions, tearing Nick's chest open like a book. Nick begged and screamed as his ripped midsection was torn wide open, filling the condo with the disgusting smell of the inside of Nick. Nick's guts started spilling out, causing Leo to wretch, but he couldn't stop himself. He dug both hands into Nick's stomach and started pulling out ropes of guts. Nick was screaming as he felt his lover's fist grab and then pull his liver. The organ ruptured but Leo, grabbing and pulling randomly, wasn't able to dislodge it. 

"Nick... I'm so sorry... " Leo, who still couldn't control his physical actions, was still fully aware of what he was doing. He had seen lots of gory slasher movies, but nothing prepared him for this. Nick was being torn apart, guts and blood everywhere and it was a million times worse than any special effects.

"Now, I want you to totally destroy him while you tell me why you love him," David cackled.

Leo started sobbing as he stood to his feet. Nick was barely alive as Leo grabbed Nick's arm and yanked him to his feet, tearing the muscular arm out of its socket.

"I love how he lights up the room when he smiles..." Leo pleaded through tears, his fist plowing into his lover's battered face. 

"It was the first thing I noticed about him, his smile..." 

Leo used one hand to hold Nick against the wall by his throat while the other power punched his face. Dozens of bones in Nick's face were breaking while his guts continued to ooze out of his ripped open abs. Leo could feel Nick's handsome face being totally demolished but he couldn't help himself; David just kept recording.

Leo threw Nick to the ground and pounded on him. Nick screamed and screamed as Leo grabbed Nick's tattooed arm at the shoulder while he pressed down on his back with his knee. Nick felt his shoulder snap but Leo just kept going...

"I love how hot he is... he really takes care of his body..."

RIIIP

Nick screamed as Leo used his animal strength to rip off his arm. Blood gushed as Leo used Nick's own muscly arm like a club, beating his husband with it. 

"Fuck him up, stud!" David roared.

Nick tried to crawl away, but Leo stomped on him, fracturing his backbone. Instantly the lower half of Nick's body went limp. Leo sobbed as he realized he'd just paralyzed the love of his live.

"I love his dumb jokes..."

CRACK

Leo stood on Nick's back and jumped up and down, crushing his ribs and backbone. Nick's heart was dangerously flattened in his chest cavity.

"...and I love how good he makes me feel about myself. He's my rock..."

Leo screamed at himself, desperate to regain control as he lifted his hunky husband like a rag doll and threw him over the dining room table, ass up. Any other day that would have marked the beginning of a nasty, slutty fucking but today Leo wasn't in control. David moaned as Leo proceeded to ram both fists all the way up Nick's ass until his fingers were poking out of Nick's destroyed chest hole. Nick was barely alive but Leo just kept fisting him, pulling out long thick ropes of intestines, literally turning Nick inside out. Finally, Nick went totally limp, giving out one more desperate cry.

"NICK!"

Nick being demolished

Leo wailed in a tone so pained and tortured even David seemed taken aback. Leo couldn't stop himself from continuing to tear Nick's asshole apart. 

Leo threw Nick to the ground and proceeded to jump on him with both feet, landing as hard as he could. Nick's heart finally burst into chunks, his rib cage collapsing. His stomach burst entirely. Leo could feel the tough stud literally turning into mush under his heavy weight.

"...I love, Nick. He's my soul mate. He's my whole world..." 

Leo couldn't believe he was turning his husband into a puddle. Suddenly Leo felt the floor under his feet. He was standing up to his shins INSIDE Nick's chest. Leo's eyes glossed over as he picked up Nick and hurled him around the apartment. Leo was strong but even he was shocked at how easy it was to throw Nick around. He grabbed Nick's ankle and jerked up, slamming Nick into the wall and leaving a huge hole in the drywall. Leo felt Nick's hip socket snapping.

"Fuck him up!"

"No! Please!" Leo turned to David, pleading but it was no use.

Leo grabbed the back of Nick's head and slammed it into the ground. He kept pounding the big dumb jock's face into the floor until an eyeball fell out, then teeth. Nick's other eye exploded in the socket. Nicks' skull was collapsing, and soon huge cracks were allowing a disgusting gunky substance formerly known as Nick's brain to ooze onto the hardwood floor. Leo's hand actually broke through Nick's skull and Leo dry heaved as he felt his fist mashing the inside of Nick's head. His hands were covered in blood and brains and there was nothing left of Nicks' face but chunks. If there was any doubt before, Nick was dead.

"Tell me how much you love him!" David had pulled out his monster dick and was frantically stroking as he recorded.

Leo threw, stomped and punched Nick's destroyed body. He stomped down on Nick's massive package to give himself leverage for the next move; he grabbed Nick's ankle and pulled up at an unnatural angle, pulling and tugging wildly until he felt the big muscular leg starting to tear free. Leo sobbed as Nick's left leg came free, but he couldn't' stop himself from using the beefy thing like a club on Nick's torso or at least what was left of it. An hour later, after being brutally beaten, Nicks' body started to come apart. Huge chunks were being left behind each time Leo hurled Nick across the condo. Nick's last arm snapped, dangling like a muscular piece of wet spaghetti.

"I love you, Nick!" 

Leo had picked up what was left of Nick's head and proceeded to hurl it around the room like a football, bits flying off every time it hit the wall or the floor, until Nick's adorable slutty face was unrecognizable. Leo turned his attention to Nick's torso, which still had one leg and a badly broken arm. All of his organs had burst or fallen out, the condo was painted in Nick. 

"He was such a hot lover!"

Leo took both of Nick's enormous nuts in his mouth and bit down as hard as he could, chomping them over and over until they burst like grapes filling his mouth with sludge. Leo grabbed Nick's fat dick with both hands and ripped it, along with Nick's empty sack, right off his body. 

Leo was sobbing, He could only watch his body helplessly as he continued to stomp and pound Nick's waist until his last hip cracked. Then it was just a matter of pulling, twisting and tugging until his last beefy leg fell off.  Nick was now just a blown open, muscular torso with an arm.

"Please...!"

Leo grabbed Nick's arm and used it to lift the rest of Nick, slamming his body against the wall like a ragdoll. More guts fell out and shards of rib, smashed organs and disgusting viscera.

Nick about to be blown apart...

David cackled as he watched Leo go to the bedroom. He came back with the couple's handgun. they had never used it, and Leo was shaking desperate to stop himself. But it was no use...

BOOM BOOM

Leo stood over what was left of his hot husband and fired. The two bullets caused guts and muscle to splatter up.

"I love Nick! Please make it stop!"

BOOM BOOM BOOM

Huge holes were bursting all over Nick's body until the gun was empty. Leo was drenched in Nick-chunks.

David blew his load as Leo continued to stomp and mutilate his dead husband. Finally, David commanded:

"Omega stop!"

Leos eyes got sharp. The glaze went away. The hunky, gore-covered slut was now fully in charge of his faculties. He looked around the condo in complete horror. Guts, blood and gore were everywhere. The only recognizable pieces of Nick were his torn open torso and his limbs which were scattered all over the room.

Leo puked his brains out as David headed toward the door.

"What did you do to me!"

David just laughed as he went to leave. Leo tried to attack him but was stopped with a sharp pain in his chest. Even thinking about attacking David was making him sick.

"You're so dumb. you don't possibly think I'd let you attack me, do you?"

David laughed and left the condo, but not before giving one more command.

"Alpha directive, start!"

"What the..." Leo felt himself losing control. David wanted to stay and watch but willed himself to leave. After all, he had plenty of video footage and this part of the torture was more to punish Leo, not to be recorded. 

Leo picked up Nick's torso and vomited as the mushy, collapsed thing was crushed in his strong grasp. he threw the torso to the ground and groped around for Nicks ass hole, what was left of it. To Leo's disgust his dick was rock hard, and he ripped his pants open. His massive dick flopped out and before Leo could stop himself, he was plowing Nick! he could feel his rock-hard cock sloshing around Nicks guts and ruined organs. It made for a surprisingly good lube, and it didn't take long before Nick's chest was filled with Leo's cum, thick slugs were dripping out of the front of Nick's chest.

Leo found the lower half of Nick's head, it was just the chin up to under his nose, but Nick's mouth was mostly intact. Leo sobbed as he used Nick's mouth - and half his skull - like a Fleshlight until he shot yet another load that dripped down Nick's severed throat.

Leo continued sobbing, crying and trying desperately to regain control as he fucked every hole in Nick's body. Leo used Nick's heart's ventricles like a masturbation sleeve. He fist fucked himself with Nick's limp arm. He tore a hole into Nick's thick thigh and fucked Nick's muscular leg so violently, slamming it against the wall, that chunks of muscle were falling off. Finally, Leo used Nick's brain matter as lube as he wanked uncontrollably, showering Nick's slaughtered body with even more cum.

"I love you.."

Leo kept pounding and stomping Nick until he was just chunks. His ass was torn in two, his organs were all over the room. The treads of Leo's shoes were caked with gore. Finally, Leo passed out from sheer exhaustion, falling into a muscular heap on top of Nick's severed arm.

When he awoke in the middle of the night, the spell was broken. Leo was totally in control of himself again. He remembered everything. Leo could remember Nick screaming and begging. He could remember his horrified lover bleeding to death. The last facial expression Leo saw on Nick's face (before it was crushed beyond recognition) was terror and sadness. Leo remembered the disgusting feeling of Nick's slutty body falling apart. Nick was dead. His best friend, his lover and his husband was just a trail of gore, mush and stains. The vapid muscle stud had been destroyed by the one person he trusted the most.

"OH NICK!!!"

Leo and Nick at their wedding

Leo let out a bellow of sadness that would have made Satan cry. He contemplated calling the police, confessing to his horrible crime and facing his fate but he knew no court could ever render sufficient punishment for the atrocities he'd committed,

Leo sobbed as he stumbled into the kitchen. He was overwhelmed with sadness. He couldn't image his life without Nick and it wasn't like he'd been hit by a bus or died of cancer... Leo had killed him.

He thought back to their wedding day and smiled. He remembered Nick's handsome face, the way they'd both nervously adjusted their tuxes before the ceremony. The love. That was the last image he wanted of Nick, not the disgusting pile of slop he'd become.

"I'll see you soon, babe..."

Leo picked up a giant butcher knife, held it over his heart and felt oddly at peace as he fell onto the knife. The blade plunged through his hunky chest, instantly killing him.

------

Leo awoke with a jolt. He was wearing a pair of fuzzy pajamas, a favorite of his from his childhood, only the outfit now fit perfectly over his much older, larger frame. He was in a small bedroom in a log cabin he didn't recognize. His first instinct was to reach for his chest, in the place the knife had punctured, but he was confused to realize he was fine.

He made his way cautiously through the small cabin to the porch, stepping into the yard. He was startled by the sound of someone running toward him. Leo was still too baffled to immediately recognize that the hulking person approaching him from behind was Nick wearing a casual jogging suit! Nick gave his lover a bear hug and a shocked Leo started kissing and feeling Nick's hunky body as if trying to awake from a dream. Leo had seen and felt what happened to Nick so was stunned to see him standing here in one piece.

"I don't... I don't understand..." Leo stammered.

"I knew you were on your way. I just felt it!" Nick beamed a smile broader and happier than any he'd shown on Earth

"Oh, Nick! I'm so happy right now..." Leo was overwhelmed with a mix of relief and amazement he didn't have words to describe.

Nick explained that after Leo had dispatched him in their condo he immediately 'awoke' in the cabin. Food magically appeared in the refrigerator, the small bar was always stocked. Anything he wanted or imagined just sort of appeared out of thin air. He didn't have to sleep or piss or any of the routine bothers of living. 

"I dunno', honey. It's like... I don't know, but it's wonderful!" Nick beamed.

Alive, Nick had a reputation as an airhead jock. But Leo knew, and loved, the bubbly kind-hearted goofball under all those muscles. But in this place Nick's amazing smile sparkled with the innocence of a child and the aura of happiness made him look infinitely hotter than any photoshoot on Earth.

Leo thought about wearing a casual outfit to match Nick's and his clothes instantly changed. Leo smiled as the realization of what was happening and where they were kicked in. 

They went inside and talked for hours, but most of their communication wasn't with words. Leo only needed to touch Nick's cheek to convey a lifetime of emotion. Nick simply needed to think about how much he loved Leo and suddenly Leo knew exactly how Nick felt. It was an amazing, incomprehensible experience.

At one point Leo put his hand on Nick's thigh. Nick instantly felt how deeply, incredibly sorry Leo was for the things he had done outside his control. If there had been any doubt about how horrible Leo felt, it was entirely erased. Nick smiled happy that Leo's love for him transcended the borders of 'reality' itself. 

"...It's okay, Leo. I love you, too! But now that you're here I figured we could go for a hike in the woods, see what else is out there!"

Instantly, they were both dressed in jeans and plaid shirts with boots, ready to hike.

The two lovers held hands as they made their way out into the Forest of Forever. Now they had eternity to be together in peace, no longer constrained by the limitations of speech to confess their deep affection, admiration and love for each other. It was beautiful and despite the horrors they had to endure to get here - which quickly faded away in their memories - they were both grateful that the end result was literal Heaven.  

Leo and Nick went on an infinite hike. They never tired of each other's company even for a minute. The landscapes they came across were wonderous and indescribable - floating islands in the sky, actual unicorns to ride - but the best part of their journey was whenever they'd touch, they'd be reminded how lucky they were to be together in a way they could never have conveyed alive. And of course, the sex was crazy good. They could last for hours - or days. They could cum on demand, over and over, until they were a pile of cum-soaked, sweaty muscle.

It was a perfect Heaven for the two golden-hearted muscle studs. The perfect place with the perfect mate with such wonders to explore...

... and they lived happily ever after :)

THIS IS ENTIRELY A WORK OF FICTION for entertainment purposes only. No real-world ill-intent is wished upon any of the models depicted, especially loving couples like Leo and Nick. Absolutely nothing in this blog should be acted out in real life.

Tearing the Hot Technician In Half

    

THIS IS ENTIRELY A WORK OF FICTION for entertainment purposes only. No real-world ill-will is wished upon any of the models depicted and absolutely nothing in this blog should be acted out in real life.

“COMING SOON: THE SHOPPES AT SPINNER’S END”

Xavier barely registered the words on the giant sign he narrowly avoided hitting as he turned his car quickly into the parking lot of the still under construction luxury shopping center. The exterior of most of the buildings were complete but their interiors were mostly unfinished with only the basic framing of walls. Xavier checked the clock on his dash; it was 9:15 AM on a beautiful sunny Saturday morning. Unfortunately for him he was due at the sight at 7 AM sharp.

Xavier was a senior technician at a network infrastructure firm who had been awarded a handsome contract to outfit the tony shopping center with state of the art sensors and networks to enable an internet-of-things-powered futuristic experience throughout. Augmented reality displays, real-time shopper tracking tied to AI which would intelligently show targeted digital ads that followed users throughout the shops and seamless indoor 5G were just some of the amenities. The hype was quite high but none of it would work without the extensive networking equipment Xavier was supposed to be installing and setting up for a test demonstration.

He parked his car in front of a storefront that already had its White & Black House Market signage installed. His boss Austin’s car was already there, as was another blue sedan Xavier didn’t recognize and a work truck. Xavier fixed his face in the mirror before hopping out of the car, grabbing his equipment from the trunk and heading inside.

Though the exterior looked complete, inside the future-store was one giant empty space with only a few roughed in walls and all manner of construction equipment strewn about. Mark noticed two relatively short, brawny construction workers with the same logo as the work truck examining something near the entryway. They nodded politely before resuming their work.

Xavier was flush and sweating as he walked up to Austin and a middle aged black man in a suit.

“There you are,” Austin interrupted his conversation to greet Xavier, doing a poor job of hiding his annoyance.

“Mr. Fitzgerald, please meet Xavier Jackson . He’s the lead engineer of the Icarus Project. He’s going to be outfitting this store for our demo Monday.” Austin introduced Xavier to the black man.

Xavier set down his equipment and extended his hand.

“Nice to meet you, Mr. Fitzgerald,” 

Mr. Fitzgerald let out a friendly chuckle.

“Oh please, call me Justin. Nice to meet you, I’m the president of the development firm. I was just coming to check what all the hype was about...”

Justin continued to exchange pleasantries and over his shoulder Xavier could make out his boss mouthing something but he couldn’t make out what. Xavier was slightly distracted by the charming executive, a fit Black man in a well-fitted suit with pants that were cut as if designed to draw one’s eye to his mounding crotch. Xavier swallowed hard as he couldn’t help but imagine what Justin’s pants were hiding.

“... the 5G boosters? Are those being installed today?”

Crap! Xavier realized he had been so busy undressing Justin he wasn’t paying attention to what was being said. In a panic he blurted out the answer.

“Yes, those will be installed today. We’ll have full-bar 5G from here well into the parking lot for Monday’s press demo,”

“Very good,” Justin smiled and turned curtly back to Austin.

Phew, Xavier thought. Austin wouldn’t risk causing a scene in front of an investor; at least the inevitable dressing down would happen back at the office instead of...

“Xavier, a word, please?” Austin asked as he excused himself from he and Justin’s conversation and approached his technician.

Xavier’s heart sank as he was walked toward the front of the store.

“Look, Xavier. I’ve had about enough for your shit. You have been nothing but trouble for months now. I don’t know what is going on with you but...”

Xavier was taken aback. Sure he had been late this morning but was not expecting Austin to go into a rant. Xavier kept trying to get a word in but that only made Austin increasingly agitated. The burly manager was angrier than Xavier had ever seen him.

Austin was in his late fifties with thinning hair. He was somewhat short at just five foot six and bulky, like he used to be quite muscular decades ago and it had since degenerated into fat and excess skin that was now stuffed into his too-tight jeans and polo shirt. Just the site of the sweaty dude was enough to make Xavier’s stomach turn.

Xavier, on the other hand was a thirty-five year old olive skinned Syrian jock with a body that looked like it was molded from clay. He had a trimmed goatee and beard and was looking quite good in his tight white uniform shirt that seemed painted onto his corrugated abs. He considered himself quite handsome and it showed in his overall attitude. Like how he was actively not listening to Austin’s rant as his mind contrasted his own gym-honed body with the sweaty, fat, balding old man screaming in his face.

“...I oughta’ knock you down a peg, Xavier!”

Xavier immediately tuned back into Austin’s rant as soon as his brain perceived the shockingly blunt threat Austin had just made. Man, I can’t wait to tell HR about this, Xavier thought to himself as he opened his mouth to speak...

SLAP

Xavier’s massive biceps flexed reflexivity as he rose his hand to his face. Austin’s fat, clammy hand had just slapped him clear across the face. The impact was so loud that the two construction workers looked up briefly and Justin’s eyes darted up from his phone to investigate. Austin’s slap was more shocking that it was hard, but still stung. 

“What the fuck, Austin?” Xavier spat out. 

He took a step forward making him toe to toe with Austin, his large belly nearly touching Xavier’s rock hard, flat abs. Xavier puffed out his chest and clenched his fists to accentuate his biceps, clearly taking on a fighting pose, as if it was even necessary. It was evident that the hunky technician would mop the floor with the overweight, slow old man. Justin was now looking up intently - though he was pretending to be reading his phone - as if waiting for the next shoe to drop.  Oh shit, Xavier thought, he had just stepped up threateningly to his boss and cursed at him on a job site. He was going to be fired for sure. That fat fucker set me up, yelling at me until he knew I would explode...

CRUUUNCH

Xavier’s machinations were rudely interrupted by a ridiculous pain screaming from between his legs. Xavier’s dark eyes crossed and his mouth opened in a funny ‘O’ shape as Austin’s knee was still implanted into his crotch. 

“Fucker...” Xavier coughed hoarsely. 

Austin withdrew his knee and slammed it again into the stud’s berries, driving them into his pelvis. Xavier let out a howl as the man’s tremendous weight gave the blow an especially painful boost of inertia. By now Justin had taken a few steps closer, his distracting phone tucked away in his pocket, and the two workers weren’t even pretending not to be watching the drama unfolding.

“Fuck you, Austin. Wait until the fuckin’ police hear about this you fat fuck,” 

Xavier was over civility. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and had only dialed a single digit before Austin reared his arm back and punched Xavier square in the chest. Austin’s form was far from the graceful perfection Xavier employed in the boxing ring but it was effective nonetheless. Xavier coughed as the wind was knocked out of him and stumbled backward, dropping his phone in the process. What the fuck, Xavier thought. He reached down to grab it and was nearly struck by a flying shard of plastic.

STOMP

Austin had ground his tacky, heavy tennis shoe into the fragile device and his weighty size meant utter destruction. Austin stomped on the clearly broken phone several more times and Xavier just looked on with growing confusion - and anger. 

In a rage, Xavier let out a grunt, totally oblivious to anyone else around, and lunged at Austin. Despite Austin being easily twice Xavier’s weight, the well-trained athlete was able to tackle his boss to the ground with ease. Austin landed on his back and the two rolled around in a sweaty ball of fat and muscle, Xavier’s fists slamming into Austin’s face and chest as he abandoned all inhibitions but to Xavier’s surprise the usually sniveling old man was holding his own, landing several well-aimed punches to Xavier’s face and body.

“I think that’s enough,” 

Justin had walked over and was looking down at the fight.  The two continued tussling. Xavier was on his knees straddling Austin’s chest, pummeling his shielded face. Because of Austin’s girth, Xavier’s legs were spread obscenely wide and Justin could make out a slight lump at the bottom of the V created by Xavier’s widespread knees. The opportunity was perfect, the executive thought.

CRUNCH

Xavier let out a howl and fell off Austin, clutching his balls. Justin wasn’t sure if his aim was going to be good enough, but judging by the thick, meaty bulge he felt warping under his shiny black shoe and the subsequent reaction by the tanned jock, he was confident he had made his target.

“I said that was enough,” Justin barked. His voice now sounded much deeper, almost sinister, than the almost flowery execu-speak tone he had earlier. 

The two workers put down their tools and cautiously made their way over to the scene. Xavier was still rolling around nursing his balls when he felt someone grab his shoulders and wrench him to his feet. CRUNCH!

Justin was holding Xavier upright by his broad shoulders and was slamming his knee into Xavier’s balls over and over, grinning silently in stark contrast to the funny, shrill noises Xavier was making. Even though it was covered by a sharp suit, Xavier could tell Justin’s body was well conditioned and the executive knew his way around a gym, and the power and aim of his blows was proving Xavier right. Xavier screamed and tried to cover his crotch but Justin just slammed his knee into Xavier’s cupped hands, forcing the terrified jock to crush his own nuts. 

Thinking he would be clever, Xavier arch his leg back and was about to send it sailing between Justin’s legs but his leg was caught mid air by one of the construction workers. Xavier was trapped, standing on one foot being held up by his cocked-back leg by the worker and being held up by the shoulders by Justin. What the fuck was going on. The construction worker laughed as he lifted his foot and connected squarely with the fleshy lump in Xavier’s jeans from behind.

“Ooooh!” Xavier’s eyes crossed. His baby makers were being annihilated by the worker's powerful work boots and Justin’s devastating knees in well orchestrated choreography. If Xavier didn’t know better he would have guessed the setup was staged. 

In a panic Xavier sent his fist sailing wildly at Justin and it connected squarely with his jaw, the Syrian jock’s bicep proving to be as powerful as it looked. Justin’s head was knocked to the side and the dazed executive lost his grip on Xavier momentarily. It was all the time Xavier needed to pull his leg free from the construction worker and try to take a step away from the melee.

CRUUUNCH

“Fuck!” Xavier screamed out. 

Austin, who had been standing watching Justin ruining Xavier’s chances of having kids, lunged forward and grabbed Xavier’s bulge through his pants. The fat manager was squeezing incredibly, insanely hard, so hard that Xavier couldn’t believe that someone who probably couldn’t even spell ‘gym’ was capable of doing it. Xavier’s eyes crossed and he let out a throaty scream as he clawed at Austin’s arm to no effect. Austin’s face just turned red with effort as he squeezed harder. Xavier connected a punch squarely in Austin’s jaw, which did seem to stun him for a fraction of a second, but his boss just laughed and smiled at Xavier as he reached out and grabbed Xavier by the throat.

At the same time the two construction workers grabbed Xavier’s arms and held them behind his back as Austin squeezed Xavier’s testicles and throat with equal fury. Holy fuck, Xavier thought as his scream was stopped in his throat. 

“You fucking cocky prick," Austin laughed as he threw Xavier onto his back.

Xavier grabbed at his throat and coughed as he was surrounded by the two workers, Justin and Austin standing over him.  The looks on their faces - and the fact that it was now four against one - made Xavier freeze, waiting for a more opportune time to strike. 

The two construction workers were in dirty blue jeans, grey T-shirts with a logo Xavier didn’t recognize and hard hats, their skin was bronzed from long hours working outside on the construction site. They were relatively short but powerfully built - more so than even Xavier - and didn’t look like the kind of guys to be trifled with. Even though the inside of the unfinished store was relatively clean aside from the various construction equipment laying about, the two construction workers looked like they had just come in from working outside. It was almost like they had come into the store just to be present when Xavier showed up. The realization that something sinister was happening jolted Xavier with a wave of adrenaline and he started to bolt to his feet but was stopped before he even got the chance by the two construction workers placing their heavy work boots on his chest. They weren’t applying pressure but Xavier was sure they could - and would - crush his lungs like a bug if he tried anything.

“You see, Xavier, I told you I needed to knock you down a peg. Lucky for me some of my friends from online agreed. This whole thing is, what would you call it? A setup,” Austin chuckled.

“If you even pretended to read your emails, you would’ve known Project Icarus has been pushed back a week, Tracey is handling the demo. We just needed you here to play with,” 

Austin looked down at Xavier as if he was drinking in the sight of the big jock rendered helpless. Xavier started to panic as the two workers started leaning their weight into the boots that were pressed against his chest. 

CRUUUNCH

“Christ!” Xavier screamed as Austin’s shoe stomped into his modest but fat nuts.

Xavier tried to close his legs but he was too slow, Justin reached down and grabbed an ankle in each hand. He hoisted them skyward and was stomping he bulge at their intersection before they were even off the ground. Xavier howled and screamed as the modest bulge in his jeans as Justin stomped and grinded his dress shoe into Xavier’s package, the handsome executive licking his lips as he felt Xavier’s jock nuts flattening into his groin. 

“Feels like stomping grapes!” Justin laughed as he delivered a final devastating stomp.

“Oooooh!” Xavier cried out as everyone stepped back and Justin let his legs fall to the ground. 

Xavier clutched his junk and curled into a ball, choking back sobs as he calculated the best way out of the situation. He could easily take on any one of them individually, but together it was a bit much. If it had just been fat-ass Austin and Justin, that might have been manageable, since Justin’s gym toned body wouldn’t be enough to compensate for Austin’s clumsiness, but the two studs were the perfect compliment. Xavier’s mind was racing when one of the workers grabbed him by the throat and lifted him into the air. 

Xavier’s face instantly started to turn rosy red and he motioned that he couldn’t breath as the worker smirked and walked Xavier toward the wall until he was holding his back against it. He slowly lowered Xavier to his feet, which greatly reduced the pressure on his neck, but kept a firm grasp on Xavier’s throat.

“Do anything stupid, I’ll break your neck,” the worker stated coldly and Xavier was sure he wasn’t being hyperbolic.

The second construction worker took a box cutter to Xavier’s shirt, sending fabric flying and showing off Xavier’s hunky upper body that was covered in short curly black hair. He then knelt down and unzipped Xavier’s jeans and pulled them to his feet, followed by his underwear. Xavier’s shaved nuts were slightly swollen and bruised from earlier but still looked otherwise fine. His cock was a tiny nub, barely three inches with its oversized head tucked inside his foreskin. Xavier’s face flushed with embarrassment as all eyes were on his tiny cock. Everyone was laughing hysterically. To add insult to injury, Austin was pointing and laughing so hard he was crying.

They couldn’t believe that such small equipment was attached to the intersection of such meaty, muscular legs. Xavier’s package, that might have looked okay on a smaller guy - or one who wasn’t so overtly masculine - was humorously disproportionate on Xavier’s sturdy frame. 

“Wow, God dropped the ball making you!” Xavier sneered pointing, “He grabbed everything out of the ‘man-sized’ basket except for your junk, that’s clearly from the ‘child size’ lot!”  

Everyone was roaring with laughter. Suddenly the worker between Xavier’s legs grabbed Xavier’s exposed ball sack as squeezed viciously while yanking down so far it seemed like he was determined to detach them from Xavier’s body. Xavier let out a terrified scream and - without thinking - kicked out, knocking the handsome construction worker over. 

“You little shit!” 

The man quickly regained his footing and stood up, reaching down and grabbing Xavier’s nuts pulling them upward as he squeezed. Incredibly hard. Xavier could feel both of his nuts smashing into each other in his bag as they were forced to compete for less and less space. He was screaming at the top of his lungs as the man mixed up his approach, placing one palm beneath Xavier’s nuts and the second above it, clasping his hands together. Xavier’s nuts were being sandwiched between the set of strong hands and Xavier could feel the callouses pressing into his swollen, flattening balls.

“AAAAAAA!”

The construction worker sneered as he let go of Xavier’s nuts; “Who’s next?”

The guy who was holding Xavier against the wall by his neck spun him around, wrapping Xavier in a powerful bearhug. Xavier struggled but was trapped, his dangling nuts exposed to whatever the other three wanted to do. Justin took the opportunity first and reached out and grabbed Xavier’s nuts, he gave them a quick sharp squeeze before squatting so that Xavier’s crotch was eye level and proceeded to use Xavier’s reddening nuts like a speed bag. Xavier thrashed and tried to kick out, but it was no use, Justin just dodged the sloppy kicks or laughed off the ones that connected. 

Austin was up next. He didn’t want to risk being kicked by Austin’s powerful legs so had hunted down a long metal rod laying on the floor. Xavier’s eyes grew huge with terror.

“What the fuck! Nooo!”

WHOOSH

CRRUUUNCH

Xavier blacked out for a second as the impromptu bat connected with his swinging nut sack, slamming into the right side. The bat connected three more times, each time eliciting a higher-octave scream. Austin wasn’t just striking randomly, he always struck from the right, making sure Xavier’s right nut was getting the brunt of it, swinging so hard Xavier thought his bag was going to burst like a pinata. 

“Stop! Please!”

The worker holding Xavier was both impressed and amused at the struggling technician in his grip. Xavier was putting up quite a fit but he was no match. To be sure though, the second worker was standing by holding a 2x4 that he would be aiming at Xavier’s skull if he happened to escape. 

CRUNCH CRUNCH

Even if he weren’t obese, Austin would have been working up a sweat from the effort he was exerting. Xavier’s nuts - or more precisely his right  nut - was being wrecked and the more swollen it got the more excited Austin was getting. Xavier could make out his boss's stiffy clearly outlined and hard through his pants. Justin was rubbing his own cock through his slacks and judging by the long strokes it was taking for Justin to cover its entire length, Xavier could tell it was quite big.

“That looks fun, let me try!” 

Austin got in one last blow to Xavier’s nuts before tossing the metal bar to Justin. Justin gripped it with both hands, took an exaggerated batting stance and let rip with objectively the hardest blow so far. Xavier once again suffered a mini-blackout as his overwhelmed mind shut down from the sensation. His right nut felt like it was going to break in two. CRUUUUNCH CRUUUNCH. Xavier was writhing and struggling as the two took turns wailing on his balls until they had both worked up a heavy sweat, their cocks raging in their jeans and Xavier’s odds of passing on his genetic code were significantly reduced. Through the entire assault, Xavier could feel the enormous cock of the guy holding him pulsing against the small of his back.

By the time they were done his sack was a purplish disaster, his nuts were horribly swollen and covered with bruises. The hot construction worker who had been holding him let him fall to his knees but the respite was short. Justin hoisted the exhausted hunk to his feet and walked him over to a work table. There were some small tools and interior sketches for the future store that Austin and Justin brushed casually to the floor. Xavier groaned as Justin placed a hand on the back of his head, bent him over the table and slapped Xavier’s perky, muscly ass. The handsome executive stepped out of his slacks and spit on his hand, lubing up his throbbing ten inch cock.

“Let me show you what a real cock feels like!”

“Ooooh! Fuuuuuck!” 

Xavier’s eyes rolled into his head in a mix of pleasure and pain as every inch of Justin’s cock disappeared into his hairy asshole. The table creaked and groaned as Xavier’s asshole was pounded and Justin’s nuts slapped against Xavier’s hard ass. Xavier was moaning as Justin grabbed his head and pulled back, forcing Xavier’s back to arch.

“Oooh!” 

Xavier’s prostate was being demolished with each thrust and the two workers stepped out of their jeans and started stroking their truly horse-sized dongs. Xavier’s eyes were watering as Justin fucked his ass and Austin used the metal pole like a giant pool cue, poking Xavier’s swollen busted sack whilst he was being pounded. Despite himself, Xavier felt his cock starting to swell up and after a few moments it was at its full astoundingly disproportionate six inches. 

“Look at it!” Austin roared in laughter.

“Probably why he works out so much. Compensating,” one of the construction workers joked, grabbing Xavier’s rock  hard, massive biceps and giving it a squeeze.

“Yeah, too bad there isn’t an exercise for that tiny dick,” laughed the other worker who was pumping his cock with both hands and even that didn’t seem like enough coverage.

Justin flooded Xavier’s ass and stepped back, his big Black cock still throbbing. Xavier crumpled to his knees but was rolled onto his belly by one of the workers. He struggled as the big brute mounted him like a horny dog, Xavier’s ass raised in the air. Xavier screamed as he felt like he was going to be ripped in half.

“You’re splitting me in half!” Xavier pleaded as he felt twelve inches of cock annihilating his insides.

The other worker was next and Justin was about to jump on the train but decided to kick Xavier’s dangling nuts instead.

CRRRUUUNCH

“Ooooh!” Xavier screamed and collapsed. It felt like his nuts had finally cracked.

The group of men stood over him laughing and mocking him. All of them had stripped down but Xavier was clearly too distracted to admire the two construction worker's rocking bodies or Justin’s toned body, and he wasn’t delusional enough to be remotely attracted to his overweight boss despite the fact he was stroking his thick nine incher over Xavier’s torso. Xavier thought he was going to be the victim of a very messy bukkake as the four moaned, stroking their dicks and admiring the splayed stud on his back, his nuts swollen and purple. 

Austin placed his foot on Xavier’s nuts, slowly pressing them into the ground. His weight by itself would have made the crushing devastating but Austin was actively leaning into it, grinding and pressing. He was thoroughly enjoying the feel of the squishy organs becoming less and less round.

“Fuck you!” Xavier snorted as he gritted his teeth and tried to hold back giving Austin the satisfaction of a scream.

SPLOTCH

“Oooooooh!” Xavier threw his head back and let out a scream so tremendous Austin’s face lit up in evil pleasure. There was a distinct crunching sensation and Austin swore he felt something pop in Xavier’s hideously bloated nut sack.

Austin lifted his foot and was about to stomp again when one of the workers walked up with a long piece of plywood.

“Golf?”

“Noooo!” 

WHOOSH CRUSPLOTCH

Xavier nearly passed out as the beefy fucker used the plywood like a giant, flat golf club, crushing his plums into his body. His equally beefy friend was next, followed by Justin and Xavier. The gang carefully made sure at least four feet were pressing down on Xavier at all times, canceling out his increasingly weak attempts to escape. They played the equivalent of a round of golf on Xavier’s nuts, nearly turning his birdies into roadkill, but Xavier’s cock stayed hard. The four golfers mocked the muscle stud’s small cock relentlessly.

Justin especially liked stroking his large, thick cock over Xavier’s face, taunting him with its size.

“Look how small it is, fuck!” Justin joked as he stroked the shit out of his own huge tool. 

“Yeah, like a kid!” one of the workers chuckled, both of his hands busy with his cock.

STOMP

Xavier roared in a pain unlike anything he had experienced as one of the workers stomped straight down on his hard cock. 

SNAPPPP

The thick shaft snapped in half and everyone laughed as the worker lifted his foot and stomped down again. The worker had taken off his work boots but it didn’t matter; he was still two-hundred fifty pounds of pure muscle.

“FUCK!”

CRUSPLOTCRUNCH

Xavier’s cock was ruined. It had pancaked like an imploding skyscraper, getting shorter and shorter as each ‘floor’ of his cock was crushed into shapeless sludge. By the time the assault was over, Xavier’s already small tool was permanently three inches, a blackened nub. Xavier was fading out of consciousness but was snapped back to life by a warm, foul smelling stream of liquid splashing his face. Austin was pissing all over his hunky former employee, laughing as Xavier inadvertently swallowed a mouthful and  gagged.

“That looked fun,” Justin smirked as he stomped and ground Xavier’s crumbling nuts into the ground.

“Try with these!” 

One of the workers tossed one of his heavy Timberland boots to Justin, who slipped it on whilst the contractor put on the other. The two took turns testing out the boot on Xavier’s sack, eliciting all manner of castrato screams and pleas for mercy. Xavier’s balls were turning black, swollen beyond believe and felt much less firm.

“Look, they’re almost normal size!” Austin laughed, punting Xavier’s now-egg-sized balls with his toe.

Everyone laughed and stepped back, allowing Xavier to roll onto his stomach, clutching his balls and trying desperately to calculate a way out of this nightmare. His bronze muscular back was a masterwork of male perfection, glistening with dirt and sweat, the exact opposite of Austin’s grossly overweight body. He placed his foot on the middle of Xavier’s back like a foot stool and pressed down hard.

“Ooooh!” Xavier screamed. He thought his back was breaking as it arched reflexively.

“Fucking worthless piece of shit!” Austin shouted as he stomped into Xavier’s back, forcing his body to flatten out.

Xavier collapsed onto his belly and Justin reached down and lifted his legs into the air.

“Please...” Xavier cried out weakly. Justin just laughed.

CRUNCH

Justin stomped onto Xavier’s cock, further destroying it. The four took turns on Xavier’s cock until there was a sick terminal crunch and his cock lost all hope of ever functioning normally. Xavier was nearly out of it, still struggling against their holds but not really much of a challenge at that point. 

He vaguely remembered being dragged over to another work bench in the unfinished store. Justin was holding his limp body up from behind and the two workers had positioned his bruised, dangling nuts into a huge woodworking vise. The commercial-grade vice would have been overkill for entirely intact balls, let alone Xavier’s jelly-like orbs. Xavier begged and struggled so hard that Austin had to help Justin keep him in place. The two construction workers closed the vice with purposeful slowness, thoroughly enjoying every second as Xavier’s balls got flatter and flatter.

POP

“OOOOOOOH!” Xavier thought he was going to lose his mind as a disgusting crunch signaled the end of his right nut.

The abused thing had gotten too flat and had split like a grape in the bag. The vice was further closed, deliberately slow and the two workers gave a vivid play by play of the front row view they had of the end of Xavier’s family line. 

“Oh, it’s getting so flat! Looks like it’s gonna burst!”

“Yeah, I can’t believe it hasn’t popped by now!”

Xavier’s left nut was a tough fucker, getting impossibly flat before Austin called out for them to stop tightening the vice and release Xavier’s sack. They looked at Austin quizzically but were confident that whatever sick idea Austin was cooking up was going to be worth watching.

They threw Xavier on his back and he barely reacted. In his mind he was still fighting back, but in reality his lumbering muscles were barely twitching. Austin grabbed Xavier’s right hand and admired its size and power.

“I bet this can do some damage!” Austin said in genuine admiration. 

He placed Xavier’s hand over his half-empty sack and pressed down as hard as he could, both of his hands stacked on top of Xavier's. Xavier moaned weakly as his nut was flattened under his own hand and even in his diminished capacity could make out in gross detail every small pop and splish as the membranes around his nut started to crack. He struggled to move his hand, clawing at Austin with his free hand, but Justin and the two workers held him in check. There was a big crunch and Xavier’s eyes opened as adrenaline flooded his body. His left nut - his LAST nut - was starting to crack! He had to do something. The terrified buck suddenly sprang  to life, pulling at the men holding him down with renewed vigor, thrashing and nearly escaping but Austin was still forcing Xavier’s hand to squash his own nut.

The closer Xavier’s beefy Syrian seed pod came to spilling all over the floor the more frantically he fought back. SPLISH. Xavier pleaded and screamed. CRUNCH. The workers tasked with holding down one of Xavier’s legs was actually knocked back by the bucking stud. But it was no use. Xavier’s strong hand was fighting a battle with his left nut that was now literally as flat as a pancake.

Xavier’s hand won.

SPLOOOOOSH

Xavier blacked out as the left side of his scrotum split open and a chunk of his ruined nut squirted out. 

“Ooops!” Austin feigned surprise.

“You got a little something on your hand,” he laughed as he pressed Xavier’s hand further toward the ground, causing more of his sack’s contents to squirt out all over his palm.

“Time of the finale!” Justin announced to cheers.

Xavier was forced to his knees and was barely awake, though still struggling, as one of the workers walked over with a caulk gun. Without ceremony he shoved the tip slightly into one of Xavier's nostrils and squirted in a small amount of a gunky material that smelled like burnt plastic. His other nostril was next and Xavier panicked as the material rapidly hardened. He could only breathe out of his mouth and that airway was blocked immediately by Austin’s raging cock. Xavier gagged and wretched as Austin skull fucked him violently, his thick neck bulging as Austin’s cock slid down his throat. More concerning was that Xavier couldn’t breath! His  nose was totally blocked and his mouth was stuffed with cock. Xavier pleaded, though only mumbled noises came out and his face started to turn red. In desperation he bit down on Austin’s cock, causing the fat old man to scream out and pull his dick out.

“Oh, you wanna’ be cute?” Austin sneered.

Austin stepped aside and Xavier watched in horror as one of the workers stepped up and slammed the metal bar from earlier into his cheeks, once from each side, then slammed it right into Xavier's open, screaming mouth. If they had been playing baseball, Xavier's teeth would have been knocked out of the park. As it was, most of them were knocked out of this head. 

Xavier was stunned, too pumped with adrenaline to pass out again, choking on his broken teeth and blood as Austin plunged his dick back into his mouth, holding it there. Xavier struggled and pleaded, his broken jaw and shattered teeth useless to be used as an impromptu penectomy machine. He was running out of air and Austin chuckled as he watched the life draining out Xavier's eyes. Fuck, even bruised and toothless he’s still a handsome fucker, Austin had to admire.

The passing out technician gave one last effort to break free - his eyes open wide in terror - before finally succumbing to the lack of oxygen, his skin had taken an unhealthy bluish tinge. As soon as Austin felt Xavier's body going limp he couldn’t hold back and shot an enormous load straight down Xavier's throat, coating his healthy breakfast with a thick creamy layer of sperm. Austin’s body was wracked in a long orgasm and Justin and the others watched, stroking their own cocks, as Austin had fun with his toy.

When we had done he stepped back, casually cleaning off his cock, as Xavier flopped forward. The lumbering stud was making weak gasping noises and his back was barely heaving to show everyone he was still - barely - alive.

“Our turn now!” the two workers announced in unison, their cocks raging.

Justin and Austin looked at each other and smiled wickedly. The four easily carried the blacked out stud out of the back of the store to a large clearing. There were rolls of sod stacked up and bricks still on pallets giving a hint of the future well-landscaped plaza the area was going to become. But for now it was just a large muddy field in the shadow of an unfinished Abercrombie & Fitch.

Xavier tried to convince himself to come too, but couldn’t. He was vaguely aware of activity around him and heard what sounded like two large machines coming to life, almost like engines. There was a rattling of chains and Xavier was picked up and moved around like a mannequin. 

“Oooh,” Xavier groaned as his eyes barely opened.

The workers had each taken an ankle and wrapped a heavy chain around it before attaching the other end to the digging arm of a small excavator. The two machines - that would one day be used to dig the foundation of a stylish fountain - were about to  be used for a far less civilized display.  Xavier was nearly fully conscious and realized he was on his back, one leg tied to a heavy piece of equipment and the other leg tied to an equally massive machine.  The two machines were actually not huge as far as construction equipment went, but their powerful claw-like arms were more than capable of producing a tremendous amount of torque.

“Oh good, he’s awake!” one of the worker shouted. 

“What the...” Xavier, still groggy, was growing increasingly aware of the danger.

The two construction workers hopped into the small cabs of the excavators and grabbed the controls. They slowly started moving the digging-arms Xavier's legs were tied to - in opposite directions. Even though the machines were barely moving, Xavier felt a horrible tugging on his pelvis and screamed out. He was being torn in half like a turkey wishbone. 

“Oh God, Please!”

Xavier let out a guttural scream as his legs were pulled further apart, he felt his hips starting to break. He screamed and screamed as the machines moved faster and faster. There was a repulsive snapping and crunching as his right leg was ripped internally from its hip socket. Xavier was delirious, praying he would pass out before the two evil construction workers ...

RIII-SPLOOOOOOBLOOO--IIIP

Xavier's handsome face was frozen in terror and shock - before it was torn in half-  as the two digging arms suddenly jerked full power in opposite directions. Xavier's beefy body was torn in two as if a child had torn a paper doll straight down the middle, holding a severed leg in each hand. There were wet plops as a huge gory pile of entrails spilled out of Xavier's split open body as the two halves were flung several feet apart. 

The workers who was dragging Xavier's left side gave a moan of pleasure as he shot cum so hard it splattered the roof of the cab. A second later there was a moan from the other excavator as the second worker unleashed a fountain of cum that splattered his face and chest. He was still wracked in orgasm as he maneuvered the controller, causing the right half of Xavier's body to be lifted into the air before slamming down. His muscles were strong, but were no match to such a force and the entire muscly half-of-a-body was permanently flattened.

“No fair!” the other worker said jokingly.

The excavators swung to life, their digging arms swinging from side to side, raising up and down and plunging into the earth, taking Xavier's increasingly mutilated body along for the ride. Austin gave a woot as Xavier's right arm flew off.  Meaty chunks were flying in all directions as Xavier's body disintegrated like a rag doll.  Justin cackled as both of Xavier's legs snapped like toys before breaking apart into dense chunks of muscle. What was left of Xavier's head was mutilated beyond recognition, just a goopy stain in the middle of the unfinished plaza, chunks of his brain littering the ground. Though he was thoroughly enjoying it -as evidenced by his throbbing cock - Austin clapped his hands as he checked his watch.

“Time to start cleaning up,” he said casually as if the splattered, gory mess was just a spilled glass of milk.

Xavier had been a brawny, husky, sexy fucker. Incredibly dense with muscle and sex appeal. He was now nothing but a beefy, chunky mess of gore and organs.

“Wow, I guess he really did have guts,” Justin chuckled as he eyed the miles of Xavier's intestines that were now strewn along the ground like confetti.

“See, told you that meaty son-of-a-bitch would make a mess,” Austin smiled and the two workers nodded in agreement.

Before disposing of the mess, the four deviants stood over Xavier's blown open chest, or what they thought was his chest, they couldn't really tell from the extreme mutilation - and stroked out one final load all over what was left