Trying Things on For Size [part1]

Staff: Mr. Nikolai Fukyomata Chen? Nik: that's me. Staff: huh, didn't think it'd be a young guy to get this shipment. What's a young hunk like you doing with a shipment from Dr.Taygon? Nik: what can I say, I'm great with my hands. Staff: heh I bet you have great tools too. *groping Nik's bare chest, flicking nik's nipple with his thumb while forcefully shoving his other hand into nik's shorts, forcefully fondling nik's s penis* Nik: damn it fuck. Hey if youre that desperate for man meat at least ask! Mhhmmm... Staff: feels good huh doing it right at the doorsteps, making you hard. Just give me your milk quick and I'll be on my way. Nik: mhmmm... fuck ahhh, damn it, suck on it! Ohhh shiiittt Staff: heh look at you a slut of a slum rat. I'm sure you only get that kind of attention cause you're just a muscle fuck meat, a live dildo at best. But fuck your dick is so sexy and thick, it stretching my hole! Jax: mind if I join in the fun? I've got a big bone for you too! * wrapping his massive python arms around the delivery man* Staff: Gyahh!! What the hey!!! Hey let go off me you brute! Jax: tchhh what a tease. Nik: shit now I'm hard. Jax: lets fuck then I've been wanting to get fucked in my dick for a while now. Nik: Nah can't we got a request from Tay. I wonder what it is? Jax: it's big though. Let's open it up maybe Taytay left a note. *opening up the large shipment, was a white machine that looked something like a mount with strange additional parts and two large tanks beneath it. True enough there was a note attached to it to Nik. "Nik, data analysis and fix it. Berk's fault."* Jax: wait my hero destroyed this! Wow that's so cool! Nik: yeah seems so, his milking machine. Damn it's huge. Jax: milking machine? Nik: yeah, semen collection to be precise. It's a custom model I think. Never seen one this big. *beep beep* ohh shit, I gotta pick up a delivery. Jax take a look at it, but don't do anything till I get back. Jax: Berk used this...he came from this thing... inside this thing. *staring at the center of the machine, a soft pink inlet resembling a fleshlight sat the center. Jax could not help but be entranced by its soft supple texture, he unknowingly reached out his finger to poke into its center. To his shock it was wet, with a thick slimy sticky residue. Without much thought he placed his wet finger into his mouth tasting it. His deepest suspicions were confirmed. The thick fluid was a mixture of precum and semen. More specifically Berk's. Jax could not help but get immediately erect, tasting the prized fluids of the man he admired all his life growing up. Jax had all his collectibles and promotional items, with brand deals and even limited edition figurines that he queued overnight for, being the proud owner of 1 out of 10 figurines. But this moment was worth more than all of them combined. He had to get more. Stripping out of his shorts, he planted his face first into the fleshlight, slurping and eating out the artificial sex hole. His tongue reached deep to savour the taste, it was musky and thick but salty rich and tasted divine. Jax could not help ut to instinctively stroke his massive cock. Just like his hero Jax packed an impressive 32 inch penis, with a girth thicker than that of a champagne bottle with juicy plump veins that snaked across all of it. His cock would be a kin to a freak monster dildo that you can buy in a porn shop that no one thinks would fit unless one was used to spead their hole to fit the largest of dildos. And yet his cock was attached to him, teeming with lust pride and life. His foreskin slid back with every stroke revealing his engorged cockhead turning purple from the sheer lust for his hero. At 7'8" and a set of genitals that amazing, he was undoubtedly one of the most well hung men in the city. Taking a step back to breathe, he looked at the machine in front of him, analysing the individual parts that went into Berk's milking experience. He must have been in heaven to please such a massive man. The pleasure must be insurmountable, as it should be for his muscle god hero. Eventhough Jax had a monstrously manly set of genitals it still shied in comparison to his hero. Even for Jax he wondered if Berk were to fuck him, would he still get skewered through like a muscle kebab even with his size, just like how his previous fuck buddies ended up. It was a fantasy he enjoyed very much, the thought of being skewered through, flexing his muscles while he is used like a fucktoy by his hero. Climbing onto the machine, he positioned himself as Berk would. His knees met the kneepads as his balls rested behind him between two metal plates. The cold sting of the icy plate where his low hanging melon sized testicles rested in their poor sac that held them all the time. Its not uncommon for a man as well blessed to have his occasional fun with them, grinding them between his tree trunk thighs or purposely slamming them onto hard surfaces. Jax was definitely no stranger to some abuse directed at his alpha sperm makers, and with bollocks that huge the heat radiating off it was intense. Often his sperm could be seen to release some steam or vapours upon his equally titanic ejaculations. Afterall a man named Jax ought to be both jacked and huge in ever department. The cold plate quickly warmed up to Jax's hot nuts, while opposite it rested steadfast another plate with spikes all across them like a meat mallet attached to a hydraulic press. Jax paid it no mind as he assumed that it was used by his hero to give him light crushes helping him force out more semen from the deep pockets of his testicles. Jax was so confident in his manhood being able to withstand the pressure just like his hero. Afterall Berk was the closest thing he got to a male role model if not the father he never had, despite being of different species, Berk was the only other male that was just as hung and big in all manner and form. Even in porn of Berk solo flex and cum, Jax would mirror the poses, and volume in ejaculation, albeit his resistance and endurance far greatly paled in comparison. He barely remembered anything from his past or how he ended up in front of Nik's door, or how he grew up to such an age, but one thing he knew was that the moment he gained sentience, he felt a certain kin ship to Berk and wanted nothing more than to be like him when he grew up. Leaning forward, he pressed his hung penis against the opening of the machine, struggling to make his already steel hardened cock flex and bend into the opening in that tight space. Slowly shimmy-ing his way around, he finally got the tip in before whole heartedly thrusting his hips fully against the machine going base deep with his cock, yet he could not feel the back of the machine.* Jax: awww I'm not long enough to hit the back... Well that's expected from my hero! His cock is the biggest and the best cock in the world! Of course he's bigger than me. Hear that Mr.Dick! You still have room to grow bigger so that our dick isn't an embarrassment to our hero. All these muscles are in progress so our hero can say he's proud of us as his fan. All right well time to get fucking. Ahh it's so warm inside its sticky with Berk's cum. He doesn't clean this out, it's like Berk cumming on my cock and making it his bitch meat! I love it so much. My cock is melting!!! Ahhhh... let's get a little more kinky I got this new gag I've been wanting to try out. What better chance than now. * strapping on the gag, it was a tight fit that prevented him from closing his mouth. Jax was content before going back to the main feast. Jax started thrusting his hips into the machine, gyrating them like the waves of the ocean, slow yet strong. He was in heaven getting sloppy seconds from the man he admires. It wasn't until he leaned forward to grip the handles that his bliss became his nightmare. The machine started up as thick metal staps bound Jax by the fingers ,wrist and legs. Jax shocked could not retract his arms as hard as he tried. Jax was indeed stronger than the average male and could easily take on 50 men if he wanted to, but unfortunately this machine was not built for ordinary men but rather to restrict the strongest male in Central. Resistance is futile. The machine was not even near done. The metal plate started to press down on Jax's turgid firm bull balls, slowly pressing its spikes into the resting orbs before retracting and pressing in again and again slowly picking up pressure and speed. Just then a sharp pain could be felt in Jax's loin as a thick metal pike stabbed straight into Jax's penis through his cock slit. Jax screamed in pain as the invader forced its way all towards the base of his penis. Trashing as he might, it would only serve to hurt his physical form, stretching his tendons, flexing his muscles. His gag now served against him muffling his screams into a hefty heave. To make matters worse, Jax could feel the rod expanding, stretching his penis out to the point that it was as if a sewerage pipe was shoved into his dick. Tears started streaming down his handsome face, as the assault on his manhood continued in brutality. The spike was not quite done with his cock, little hooks sprung out from it, penetrating the urethra into Jax's fleshy member. Jax screamed again in horror. Never once did he think that a milking machine would be more like a specialised torture device, made to directly attack a man's genitalia and put it to the brink of destruction. Jax was both extremely aroused but at the same time afraid what might next happen to him. He already wanted out to retract his penis for fear of its eventual destruction, but the sheer size of his man parts betrayed him, locking him in perfectly, even if his arms and legs were free, he could no longer remove his cock and balls. To his further horror the machine was merely getting started. Further back from where Jax was restrained, a slick pole sat perpendicular to the machine. Jax initially had assumed that it was an achor of some sort to prevvent the machine from shifting or tipping over during the milking. Hoewever he was gravely mistaken. The pole was a prostate shocker. The pole began to lower and level with Jax's rear, detecting and lining up against his exposed anus. Jax further panicked, clenching his muscular cheeks in efforts to prevent the thick metalic invader from intruding into his guts. The machine however did not care for such trifling efforts to impede its progress. The cold tip kissing his rim, slowly but surely spread his hole, stretching it wide beyond what he is used to. The thick iron pole pressing against his prostate from his rectum. For a brief moment the machine fell silent. Nothing moved. Nothing shifted. And then it happen, the machine beeped as its muscular prisoner looked onward with fear. the smooth surface of the mount displayed a munerical count down from 3.... beep...2...beeep....1. And with that every part began to move and shift. the fleshlight began convulsing, massaging the large appendage. As the metal plates press down harder onto Jax's testicles, the experience started to feel good eventhough he was still in peril. The cold metal dildo started moving pressing onto his prostate more and more. For a while, the barbed sounding rod did not move which set Jax to relief as he trusted that he would only be milked while receiving slight coaxing. Although it dealt a little pain to his manhood, he thougrougly enjoyed every second of it. The only thing better was to have a nice thick man penis to choke his thick muscle neck on and someone to massage his huge pectorals, pulling and teasing his nipples like they were breast. In just 10 minutes, Jax mind has been fully consumed in enjoying his milking reaching his first orgasm, unloading his first load of thick copious semen capable of breeding thousands of sons to inherit his manly genes if only Jax did not choose to waste his seed. Jax was in heaven forgetting his own predicament that was only just about to get worse for him. As he generously poured out his man cream, the machine continued, getting faster, the pressure on his voiding testes got harder, the speed of the metal dildo also increased. Jax was once again in his realm of pleasure but snapping him back to reality, the machine beeped. "Discharge detected... Prep complete... proceeding to milking level 1." Jax shocked and bewildered thought to himself, the pain that turned to pleasure was just... prep?! In that instant, the barbed sounding rod in his penis began to move, scratching up the insides of his penis, with a oscillating motion going in and out twisting inside Jax's penis. Jax screamed in horror. It was like having his penis forced into a washing machine, the strong muscle that made his penis, was being mangled, twisting and contorting its form. The flesh light got tighter around his penis moving faster and harsher softening up his hardened cock. The assault on his penis was intense. Meanwhile the dildo began to release small amounts of electricity shocks to his prostate all while it resumed its usual activity of hammering away at his prostate. With each shock, Jax's guts tightened around the metal intruder, while the force from the dildo push Jax hips forward perpetually circumventing any effort Jax has to pull his cock out of the doomsday execution of his male appendage. Jax's testicles were not spared from its own fair share od destruction either. The plates continued pressing down as they began to heat up, his testicles were being cooked right on the vine like a smashed burger patty. The twin organs however were more resilient refusing to contort only giving about a quarter of their initial turgid firm oblong shape. The heat seared Jax's scrotum, slowly and tenderly. Jax could swear he smelled his own balls cooking. Tears started streaming down his handsome chissled features as veins coursed through his well built muscular frame. Trash as he might it was useless, even if he pulled as hard as he might that would tear his own arms off his body, he would not be set free. It was his own fault afterall. Jax was already an incredibly muscular man when Nik first found him passed out at his door, but all the lifting of heavy machinery and grunt work has made Jax even bigger and stronger. Only few could rival his physique and strength. And the same erotic resilient body once fantasised and whored out in public parks by many men, is now his own demise, his muscles binding himself to his trapped frame. Try as he might to resist the machine he sobs as his screams in pain finally forced out his second load. Shocking Jax again as the painful ejaculation harvested even more semen that his first ejaculation. Jax has never had this happen to him. Often times it would take many whoring to get Jax to blow his copious load to which after that his magnificent penis rested. But now he was being milked twice. Looking at the display his horror only grew worse as he saw the voltage that was being used increased from 50 volts to now 80 volts, and the milking level became level 2. In an instant , the machine got even more agressive, picking up in intensity with no care for its subject. Forcefully doing all it can to drain another load from its host. This time, Jax could feel the added pressure of a vacuum function in the sounding rod, pulling at the insides of his penis. The pressure plate also did something new. It began pulling back, giving momentary hope to Jax that his balls are now forgiven and would survive even if his beautiful penis did not. He could still hope to be a man, to have kids of his own. To have a sons that would look up to his masculinity and call him father. But that was all wishful thinking as the plate with a vengeance slammed back down on his testes, pressing them in cooking them a little more. as Jax screamed the machines assault continued to rage on. Slam after slam, shock after shock. Jax screamed as hard as his chest could bellow. His fingers bloody from his scratching at the machine in futile hope that it would do something to free him from his forced milking. Jax could feel the core of his testicle getting crushed as little tears began to form all over this testicle. With each single rupture pockets of semen was forcibly ripped through his system and out of his penis by the vacuum. And with each drop of seminal fluid stripped from his loins his manhood grew ever closer to its end. For another 2 hours the machine continued its asault on Jax's manhood. At this time, Jax has stopped screaming. His eyes were hollow from the daze in constant pain, relegated his fate to waiting for someone to find and save him. Now with every movement, blood spattered out from his heavily wounded genitals. Yet no mercy is shown on his privates. The shocks from the dildo kept him awake stopping him from even passing out. His testicles have flattened to a third of their initial size, no longer returning to their initial verile oblongs. Now a dark merune in colour, as steam and blood leaked out of it slowly dripping on the floor. As for his penis, it has definitely seen better days. The skin that held his penis has began to rip, tears from the epidermis formed from the sheer force to which his penis was being choked and pulled into the machine. The muscles underneath have began to tear at its fibers and it would not be long before irreparable. The display had been steadily going at level 2 for the past 2 and a half hours, but now Jax's worst nightmare has finally come. The machine beeped and there it is, level 3. The machine paused momentarily, but this time it moved in full force, slamming Jax's balls crushing them completely that his balls was only a 3rd of an inch thick, fully pancaking the organ. Jax's eyes rolled back into his skull in pain, yet no sound can be heard from his scream. The barbed sounding rod now twisted like a drill going in and out of Jax's cock, shredding his penis from the inside out. The metal dildo now raised the voltage to a whole 100 volts, electrocuting Jax to lethal levels. And then it all happened in an instant. There was a final audible splurt and pop, as the metal plate slammed down on Jax balls. It was Jax's testicles finally giving up its fight against the brutal assault, flushing out one last final push of a titan male's load. The slam continued to hammer upon Jax's broken testicles, squshing like a bag of wet oatmeal being smashed around inside the burnt bag of scrotum skin. The metal dildo has damaged and cooked Jax's s guts so much that they prolapsed, dragging Jax's intestines out as it retracted from his body like a sausage casing being stretched out by filling. At its max retraction, it drew almost a feet of Jax's intestines with it before sloppily slamming all of it back into Jax's hole, and then shocking him with 100 volts. It would not be surprising if Jax suffered severe internal bleeding if not organ failure at the sheer destruction caused to his body. And as for Jax's mangled fuck meat, the initial tears grew larger and the skin stretched to its thinning point and finally his monstrously breeding tool was torn off his body in a grotesque ripping and snapping of muscle fibers and veins. Blood splattering from the wounds, as the large appendage was quickly swallowed by the machine and blended down into minced meat. His proud organ, his mark as a man, his birthright to masculinity is no more now than mince meat. In Jax's final thoughts before collapsing was that he was no longer a man, and how he would dissapoint his hero, not being able to be a generational male the pinnacle of manhood could be proud off. Heck he was the lowest of them all at this point. And with that Jax's massive muscle frame collapsed on the machine from the shock. The electrical surges continues as did the rest of the machine, futility in its efforts to destroy further what no longer exist. Thee constant shock of electricity has caused