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Morgan’s
ball cutting fight
Craig looked like the ideal fighter to have in the team. Strong arms
to cut and thrust a castration knife, powerful shoulders to lift and hold
fighters steady as they attack, flexible hands to crush balls—what more could a team fighter want? Strong legs. His strong legs helped stabilise the fighter
standing on his shoulders. Two fighters locked their hands on each other’s balls. Craig watched the opponent’s balls pulped with delight. Team
members gasped for breath as they watched the ball crushing. Both fighters
bent down and collected the knives tucked into the side of their boots. They
smiled as they cut off the crushed balls. Team members heckled “Cut the cocks off!” The two fighters held each other’s
cock which was conveniently erect. They cut into the top of the cock’s shaft
and promptly shoved the cock into a mouth. Both Craig and his opposite fighter lowered the castrated fighters to
the ground. Craig won a reputation in this team game because he was daring enough
to challenge the opposing team leader. Craig was genuinely excited as he cut
off the bull-sized balls. His own cock was fully erect in the face of the
danger from the opponent’s knife. He changed position
just in time to avoid the knife thrust. The opponent shouted “No!” as the
knife cut off his cock. Morgan was organising a future cutting balls
fight. After he heard of the challenge he subsequently asked Craig to
participate. He would try to get a necklace adorned with cut cocks and balls
for Craig to wear. Pity he was bare-chested. Such necklaces looked terrific
on hairy chests. Some men did survive Morgan’s fights. They
boasted about the number of balls they cut off. The preliminaries were
memorable. The two opposing teams, usually fifteen or so each, formed circles
facing one another. They tucked their castration knives into the sides of
their boots. Otherwise they were naked permitting hand and knife access to
their cocks and balls. The two team leaders wore black leather bands around
their biceps. Morgan insisted that the fighters systematically handle and
squeeze the balls of every opponent. It helped to be familiar with the ball
sizes. In some cases fighters decided which balls they would like to cut off. Morgan had to wait until summer before he enlisted the thirty or so
fighters. He approached the rancher Russell Broadman
to see whether he had a suitable field on his private property. He would discreetly employ paid cemetery staff to collect and bury any
bodies. Russell was surprised with the emphasis on ball cutting; he expected
to build constructions for hangings in accordance with the late Fred’s
wishes. Russell agreed on condition that he and one or two security guards
could watch. Morgan teased him by asking him and the one or two security
guards to wear sombrero hats, boots and be otherwise naked. Russell offered
to contribute a box of fifty knives. They were recycled meaning the knives
had cut off balls. He would contact the knife manufacturer to send two
representatives. It was a long time ago when Russell accompanied Fred to a
ball cutting event. They both preferred the hanging events. Russell had a few empty barrels which could be used for water or to
collect piss. Three of his ranch hands would want to join in. The fighters
would have to strip beside the ball cutting zone. Morgan’s ball cutting fight. Dave led the opposing team of fifteen players. The three Russell ranch
hands were posted on the edge of the ball cutting zone as reservists. Both
leaders could order them into the fight as required. Dave’s team formed up in the inner circle; Morgan’s team formed up in the
outer circle. The instructions were to manually feel and squeeze the balls of
every opponent. They laughed as many cocks erected. This was intentional. Whilst the two teams were beside each other Morgan and Dave spoke to
them. “Welcome men. It’s time to enter into the spirit of
the ball cutting fight. Think of it as a great manly activity. Many men have
fought to cut balls. You will feel excited on the one hand and apprehensive
on the other. Raise your right arm if you do.” Thirty or so men raised their right arms. “Two knife representatives from the manufacturer will
hand out sharp knives. These knives have already cut off balls and are
recycled. I emphasise that they are to be strictly
used to cut off balls and cocks. Some of you will want to shove cut cocks
down throats for display and possible choking. To include an element of pain
we recommend crushing balls first. That’s up to you! Well you might ask What is the credibility of the team leaders in a
ball cutting fight? We call for two volunteers. Who wants to lose their balls
first?” The teams dispersed with many cocks primed to spurt. Some fighters had
already chosen their preferred targets. The reality was the fight could take
a number of different and unanticipated directions. The only constant was
fighters cutting off balls. Two guards accompanied Russell. They carried state-of-the-art knives
in their boots and were prepared to use them. Their bull-sized balls would
attract attention. Two volunteers reported to their team leaders. In underground circles
they would be classed as masochists. They preferred a stranger to cut off
their balls, were shy and lacked the motivation to fight back. Morgan and
Dave swapped the volunteers. The teams re-assembled so that they could watch. The cocks of both
volunteers were fully erect. Morgan and Dave called for two cocksuckers,
instructed them to show the cocks in and out of their mouths and swallow. The
spectators enjoyed these preliminaries but they expected the team leaders to
cut balls. The cocks spurted for the last time. It was the end of vanilla sex
and the start of ball torture. Morgan had to hand it to Dave; Dave was the
superior ball crusher. His volunteer screamed out in pain. As one might
expect Morgan was the outstanding ball cutter. Morgan ordered the two
cocksuckers to join in. Dave was in a position where he was able to grasp
their balls with both hands. He lost no time in crushing one ball each. The
cocksuckers were thrown with the pain. Morgan gave Dave time to crush their
second balls before he resumed ball cutting. The cocksuckers were stunned to
see Morgan holding up their crushed, cut balls for all to see. Spectators applauded whilst a few stroked their balls. The cocksuckers
saw their opportunity to cut the volunteers’ cocks.
The plan was interrupted when Morgan and Dave tackled them from behind.
Morgan ordered the volunteers to remove the knives from their boots and cut
off the cocksuckers’ cocks. This was unexpected. They really enjoyed it. To
celebrate the volunteers cut off each other’s cock. Some spectators were not watching passively. They shoved their erect
cocks up available arses and furiously fucked maybe
for the last time. The two knife representatives did a weapons inspection to ensure every
man knew how to unsheathe the knives for cutting. In turn every man inspected
the balls of the two knife representatives. They looked promising for cutting
off. Knife representatives were expected to join in and dress, or undress,
according to the event. Craig, as promised, wore the necklace with cut cocks and balls. Morgan
gave him the honour of declaring the start of the
fight. He chose to whistle. He tried to ignore the feeling of his erect cock
and big balls. So what! He was on a field full of other fighters proudly
displaying their cocks and balls. Morgan had a manoeuvre in mind. He tasked
twelve fighters including Craig to capture and drag six opponents over to a
group position. There they ordered the six opponents to put their arms on
each other’s shoulders. This stopped any resistance. The
twelve fighters took turns in crushing, cutting the cocks and balls off.
Craig collected the cut cocks and shoved them down another opponent’s throat. Dave was alarmed at this immediate loss of numbers. He called for the
three Russell ranch hands to join his team. Russell was resigned to letting
them face their destiny. Their was a lull in the fighting as Dave ordered his fighters to regroup
and choose vulnerable targets. Two versus one, one versus one and so on. The
two versus one was momentarily successful. A fighter could pin down the
target from behind whilst his colleague crushed and cut the balls off. They
could swap places so that the player cuts off the cock.
The two themselves became targets pinned down from behind whilst their balls
were crushed and cut off. The one versus one fighters took their time. They grasped the erect
cocks and slowly pulled As soon as both cocks spurted they changed their
attention to the balls. They felt the balls, paused for a tell-tale minute,
then cruelly crushed the balls. Both cried out in pain. Then they removed
their knives, cut off the balls and cocks. Morgan may have been team leader but his team members could cause
unexpected trouble. Three of them who didn’t
know Russell and his two guards resented them watching cocks and balls being
cut off. They attacked. Off went the sombrero hats! The two guards grabbed
two attackers’ balls and crushed. Russell attended to the balls of the third
attacker. The last time he crushed a man’s balls was ages ago. His mentor,
Fred, took him to a rancher’s disciplinary trial. He was given the honour of crushing and cutting off the guilty man’s
balls. The feeling then and now was exhilarating. The highlight was the
hanging. The rancher pointed out to Fred that his guest was stroking his
erect cock. Fred gave him permission to walk across, stand behind Russell,
reach out and take over milking the cock in front of the hanging man. “Fred. Your guest has a superb cock. Feel the knob.
Watch the cock spurt. He’s a real man.” Russell remembered it fondly fr the rest of
his life. Morgan expected Craig to challenge Dave. The opportunity presented
itself when Craig was part of a threesome, three versus one. The two
colleagues held Dave’s arms apart. Dave
struggled but wasn’t strong enough to evade Craig’s attack on his cock and
balls. The balls used to be a nice set before Craig crushed them. The thick
cock had a reputation for sustained fucking but, alas, no more after Craig
cut it off. Nevertheless Dave enjoined the experience of being manhandled by
three men with erect cocks and big balls. His
one regret was that he missed out on cutting Craig’s magnificent balls off.
He was sure that another fighter would cut them off. The fighting reached the mopping up phase. Morgan decided to let the
fighters continue if they wished but others could withdraw. Five fighters wished to continue so Morgan formed them up
in a circle. They grasped the balls of the fighter on the right hand side.
Morgan ensured that every ball was ready. His own cock was poised to spurt.
He declared on the count of three “One!…two!…three!” The cock spurted as the fighters crushed
the five sets of balls. Morgan conspicuously took out his knife to start
cutting balls but they anticipated his move. A fighter tackled him from
behind; a colleague crushed his balls; a second colleague cut off the crushed
balls; a third cut off the balls; and the last cut off the cock. Morgan opened his mouth wide for the large cock. He
had to admit the entire process was thrilling. The highlight was cutting off
his balls. The five fighters felt the pain of their crushed balls but decided to
cut other balls before their own. They captured the
two knife representatives, pinned them down on the ground. The erect cocks
got in the way of cutting their balls. They laughed, paused for a few minutes
as they pulled the cocks. They had the bright idea of lubricating the knives
with the cocks’s cum. The two knife representatives
appreciated the gesture as the knives cleanly cut off their balls followed by
the cocks. The cutting was a safety hazard of their work as knife representatives. Craig joined in when he saw he could cut five balls and cocks, an
exciting prospect. The situation had changed. The three Russell ranch hands
and an unnamed fighter with bull-sized balls joined in as well. The challenge
was ten fighters fighting to cut balls. Russell cheered on his ranch hands; one succeeded in cutting off the
crushed balls of one fighter; the second and third ranch hands confronted the
fighters with hands on erect cocks whilst the second and third fighter
clutched the balls. The ranch hands screamed in pain as their balls were
crushed. Craig completely under estimated the unnamed fighter with bull-sized
balls. He simply didn’t see the attack until
he felt the sharp knife cutting off his balls. He reached down for his knife
when the fighter raised the cut balls for all to see the victory. He had only
a vulnerable moment to cut the balls from the underneath position. Balls eye! The ranch hand felt out of place. He thought he was the last of this
group to lose his balls. Now that the unnamed fighter had lost his bull-sized
balls he noticed that the ranch hand’s balls were
ready for the knife. The ranch hand felt a hand grasping his balls, a gentle
squeeze. The two men smiled in recognition. “No! Not my balls!” The unnamed fighter cruelly crushed the balls. Moments later his knife
cut the crushed balls off. Craig called for an inspection. There were crushed balls ready to cut
off not to mention ten cocks. The first priority was cutting off the crushed
balls. They took their time carefully navigating the pulp before they cut off
the balls. What do they do with the ten cocks? Silly question. Cut them, of
course. A fighter suggested they form a tight circle inside of which two
fighters try to cut the cocks off. The losers are replaced. Their cut cocks
are shoved into mouths. The cock of the Last Man Standing is ceremoniously
cut. Another fighter suggested they line up facing each other and simply
cut off each other’s cocks. Craig called for a show of
hands. The circle was the preferred option. Forming up in a tight circle was easy. Choosing the first two cocks to
be cut brought out the beast in men. Eventually a ranch hand faced a fighter.
They tried to escape from one another in the confined circle space. This didn’t work as a spectator pinned the ranch hand from behind. The fighter
had access to the ranch hand’s cock. He cut through the top shaft of the
cock, picked the cock up and shoved it into the ranch hand’s mouth. The ranch
hand retreated and took up a position in the circle. Russell was disappointed when the same fighter cut off the cocks of
the remaining two ranch hands. The best that could be said is that the cocks
looked good jutting out of their mouths. This fighter met his match against another fighter. He lost his concentration
for a moment long enough for the knife to cut off his cock. The other fighter
faced a colleague. No time to be nice. The rules of the circle game were cut
the opponent’s balls. Craig cut off a fighter’s cock before he in
turn lost his cock. Damn. The fifth fighter faced the unnamed fighter, lost his nerve and tried
to back away. Bad move. Craig pinned him. The unnamed fighter cut off the cock. He was the Last Man Standing. A posse of castrated men formed a guard of honour.
They raised the unnamed fighter above their shoulders and ceremoniously
paraded around the circle. A ranch hand held up the cock which spurted before
he cut it off. Morgan would have been proud at the sight of ten cut cocks jutting out
of mouths. Russell thought that Morgan’s
demise was fitting. He was responsible for fighters cutting off many balls.
Morgan joined them in ball heaven. Russell took charge. He ordered the two guards to get help and finish
off the castrated fighters. The cemetery staff would appear later in the day.
He was pleased that he agreed to hold the ball cutting event on his ranch. He
souvenired Craig’s cocks and balls necklace. A man
with a dangling cock collected the recycled knives. A second man with a
bigger, dangling, cock collected balls. There were slim pickings as most
balls were crushed. Russell stroked his balls. For the moment he had them but
that could change. He would ponder creating a hanging event. |
