Final Castration

Introduction:

It’s true Death doesn't like to be cheated, a lesser known truth is that Death has a sense of irony. So when five drunk friends narrowly escaped its clutches while drink driving  it decided not to try and take their lives as it had so many others, instead Death decided to take their ability to create more life.

All five of the men prided themselves as studs fresh out of College they were ready to take the world by storm. Their group consisted of Brad the handsome blonde haired, blue eyed tanned surfer. Simon a tall brunette lifeguard whos Mediterranean heritage left his skin a radiant olive. Mark a bulky African-american with a shaved head and a ripped physique. Kyle a pale skinned gym bunny with messy dirty blonde hair and finally Ashton a red headed twin whos brother constantly one upped him.

Brad’s Tale: A shower suprise 

Brad was still drunk when he stumbled home after his late night drinking with his buddies, not even his bestfriend Kyle almost crashing them into a powerpole had sobered him. Chuckling to himself in his drunken stupor the blonde hunk fumbled with his keys, eventually unlocking his front door and almost falling on his arse as he came inside. The whole house was a mess his ‘bachelor pad’ as he liked to call it was little more than a rundown shack that had one bedroom and one bathroom, the rent was cheap and it was by the beach so he could surf and pick up chicks as often as he liked.

Stripping down to his underwear he made his way to the bathroom wanting to wash away the previous few hours of drinking and failed pick up lines. His shirt coming off to reveal set of well defined abs. He worked out often enough to have packed on a decent amount of muscle giving him a body most surfers would kill for. His long hours on the beach giving his golden skin a healthy glow. 

The thing he was most proud of though was his long full sack, even though he only had an average sized penis his floppy big scrotum made him feel like a stallion when it slapped around while he was ploughing a chick. It rarely bunched up preferring to hang low between his thighs and today was no exception. Once he had closed the bathroom door behind him he almost tripped over while taking off his underwear causing his heavy balls to  swing behind him and smack lightly against the door knob making him wince in discomfort. 

“Fucking frigid bitch giving me blue balls” he muttered scratching his sack slightly. That whore from the bar had been all smiles when he was buying her drinks but as soon as he had offered to take her home she had shot him down, saying she was with her friends. To which Brad had stated there was more than enough of him to share,  a comment that had led to her calling him a pig and kneeing him in the crotch.

Opening the door to the shower he stepped in before turning in the tap and fumbling with the water temperature until it was just right. Water cascaded down his tan muscles hugging each and every curve they created. To caught up in his shower he barely registered the shower door slowly opening as the cool night air circulated the room entering from a small open window above the sink. Brad carelessly scrubbed himself clean, his intoxicated mind paying no attention to the water he was making splash all over the semi open shower door that then trickled down into the tiled floor of the bathroom.

He fumbled with the shampoo bottle almost dropping it as he attempted to wash his hair. Carelessly throwing the bottle onto the floor of the shower. His hands glided down his abs before giving his cock a couple once overs. His little guy quickly responded to his touch filling with blood and becoming half hard in seconds. Brad leaned back against the back wall of the shower closing his eyes as he began to pump his rod in one hand, his other began to massage his nuts rolling his large eggs around between his fingers. His mind wandered going from fantasy to fantasy before stopping on the image of his ex girlfriends supple form. He remembered how hot she looked when she was enraged at finding out he had cheated on her, her heavy breasts heaving as she yelled at him. 

Moaning deeply Brad passed the point of no return his heavy balls pulling up almost an inch before ejecting several large volleys of thick man juice the first couple hitting the open shower door and dripping down with the last ones shooting out of the shower and onto the tiles themselves. 

Opening his eyes Brad cursed that stuck up bitch from the bar again as he would have much rather finished inside her. Shaking the last few drops of cum from his cock he turned off the water and stepped out of the shower. 

As soon as his last foot touched the tiled floor and he started to move forward he hit a slick patch of water mixed with his own semen and his feet shot out from under him. Arms flying out ahead of him almost all of his body went forwards, every thing but his pendulous sack that stayed directly underneath him as he went arse first down onto the cold unforgiving stone tiled floor. His butt cheeks crashed down unto his balls trapping them underneath his full weight.

SPLAT! 

The combined force of his fall alongside his weight caused his testicles to pancake underneath his tanned arse, desperately trying to escape from the excruciating pressure being applied to them. They stretched to breaking point underneath him their internal walls being ripped apart as their contents spread more and more thin. 

Brad only had time to release a high pitched yelp of pure agony before they burst with the muffled SQUELCH and painted the floor underneath him with chucks of ruptured ballmeat. Unable to stay conscious through the pain Brad fainted his lifeless body going limp.

He would stay like this undiscovered until the next morning when his ex girlfriend would stop by to pick up a few things before finding him knocked out surrounded by a mixture of drying water, semen and testicle matter. 

Thus Death had castrated its first victim and the other four would quickly follow suit.

The End.

This is the end of the first part of my first series, I got the inspiration for it watching Final Destination and thinking of how hot it would be if it involved castration. I hope you like it.

- Gray