A Christmas Present for Matt

It was Christmas and that meant one thing, Matt’s family were round to visit and no doubt he would get kicked out of his room to sleep in the lounge as usual. He wouldn’t normally mind it so much, but now he was 18 it felt almost humiliating to be kicked out so that his older cousin Danny, and Danny’s new girlfriend Sabrina, could use his room for a week. When they were younger Danny and Matt would have shared Matt’s room, but the 3 year age gap between them seemed to grow and shrink at various points in their life; now Danny was 21 and could drink, had his smoking hot blonde girlfriend, and was away at college it felt like the gulf between them had never been wider.

Danny and Matt had the usual fraternal experiences growing up, truth or dare, bets which ended in streaking and advice on how to pull girls. However, all of this came to a sharp end a few years ago, when despite being older, Danny realised his cock was significantly smaller than Matt’s and the next time his side of the family came to visit it was silently organised that Matt would sleep in the lounge and Danny could use his room. Matt wouldn’t normally have minded so much, but this year he’d asked for a Christmas present that he just couldn’t wait to try out.

Matt had asked for a massage gun for Christmas; he’d seen them in the gym and used them regularly after workouts. The problem was you could hardly use the gym’s Theraguns on your balls without getting more than a few curious looks. Matt had imagined for weeks how it would feel to bust his own nuts with the massage gun; he’d been into ballbusting for as long as he could remember, but the idea of setting up the massage gun to pummel his nuts made him incredibly horny. In an ideal world he’d find a girl to bust his balls, but for now setting up a little self busting trap would have to do.

Much to his delight and despite the steep price, Matt’s parents had forked out for the massage gun as a Christmas present. Meanwhile he had ordered himself the DigiLock handcuffs, which also cost hundreds of pounds, but you could hardly ask your parents to buy you self-locking, Bluetooth enabled, state of the art handcuffs that pair to your phone. Matt had a vision in his head of how it would work, tied to a chair in his bedroom he could carefully set up the massage gun positioned directly on his nuts, which would be held in place by a ball stretcher. Before turning it on he would tie his feet, ankles and hips to the chair, then after pressing the on switch he’d just need to slip his hands through the chair behind his back and lock the cuff onto his other wrist. Then, of course, he’d need to tolerate 5minutes of ball crushing punishment from the gun, but that was exactly what he was craving.

The only problem was Danny and Sabrina were staying until new year, and while he knew he should just wait until they were gone, the idea was burning a hole in his brain. Finally, on the 29th of December, the opportunity presented itself. The family were going out shopping.

“Are you sure you don’t want to come Matt? We’ll only be out a few hours” his mum asked.

“Nah, I wanna try out some of my presents” Matt replied, hardly able to contain his excitement.

The second the door closed he rushed upstairs; Danny and Sabrina had truly made themselves at home in his room, a suitcase on the floor and clothes everywhere. He quickly cleared the clothes from the chair and began to set up the sordid experiment. Matt had taken the precaution to ensure the massage gun was fully charged and ready, sweeping the clutter and presents off his desk and onto the bed, including the new posh handbag Sabrina had unwrapped on Christmas Day. Matt hurried to strip off his clothes, his cock already rock hard, his balls ached with anticipation. Everything was ready, he just needed to set up the digital handcuffs, switching them on, he opened up the app.

Matt rapidly flicked through the set up, the recovery email, accepting the cookies. In his haste, Matt was barely taking in what he was clicking, finally the handcuffs paired with his phone. He selected the “initiate lock-up”, the screen flashed up like the start of a strava recording, he began punching in the details.

Title: first ballbusting trial
Description: tied to the chair, massage gun on 2000rpm on my balls
Initial lock: 5minutes 0 seconds

Matt’s impatience quickly got the better of him, quickly he scrolled down to the bottom where a bright blue button read “prime lock”. Matt took a deep breath, and propped up his phone, he should probably check through the app and the settings before locking his hands ups in this compromising position, even more so given he was about to set a massage gun to flatten his nuts for the full 5minutes. Horniness got the better of him and he clicked on the massage gun, when it started it was already resting on his balls, so each powerful push forward squashed them down into half the space they had before, repeating this at a shattering pace. Matt felt the pain instantly, for a briefly second he considered if it was going to be too much. No, he told himself. This was when he needed to be strong, if he wanted a proper busting he needed to lock his hands away and let the gun go at his nuts.

With steely self control he avoided the temptation to turn off the gun and instead slip his hand back into the cuff, clicking it shut. On his phone he saw the screen change to “lock initiated”, the 5minutes began counting down on the screen. Within 15 seconds Matt knew he’d made a mistake. The pain was more than anything he’d experienced before, the ball stretcher held his nuts perfectly in place with no room to absorb the relentless pounding of the massage gun. Panic began to set in, there was no possible way out of this situation. He tried, in vain, to shift the chair backwards, or remove his hands from the cuffs. It was hopeless, he was completely bound and unable to prevent the gun from pulverising his tender manhood.

After 3 minutes he thought me might pass out, his screen had locked at 2minutes but he knew he was over half way. His erection was waning fast from the pain, “fuck” he thought, “my nuts are gunna be bruised after this”.

As the final minute approached Matt began to find the whole scenario hot again, he had mercilessly pummelled his own nuts with the use of his new toy; he began to get hard again at the thought of what else he could explore with it when his phone lit up. 1 new notification from DigiLock.

“‘Dom_69’ has added to your lock time. +1min. Comment: “damn this is a BALLSY first post, didn’t realise you were into this bro, Merry Christmas, take another minute!””

Matt stared at the phone, unable to process what it meant, the 5minute mark easily came and went and the gun was still merrily smashing his baby makers. Before the reality of what was happening could hit him the screen turned black again, but not for long.

“‘Brad_locks_bitches’ has added to your lock time. +5min. Comment: “lmao, of course little Matty is the kind of beta who likes his nuts beaten, I should have throat fucked you back in summer camp. Enjoy your nut paste loser””.

Oh fuck, this was bad. The app had clearly synced with his contacts, but seemingly only those who already used the app, they must have been notified when he started the lock and could clearly add time. With the added minutes he was barely halfway through, and yet his balls were swelling at an alarming rate. Matt looked down to see his prized jewels now bright red and at least 50% larger than usual. The swelling only meant the gun had more to go at and with the stretcher they had even less sack to escape into.

Again Matt tried everything he could to free himself, including thrusting into the gun which only ensured the pressure on his balls was more intense and direct. Eventually he submitted to his fate, he could hazard a guess at who the two commenters were, but might never know for certain. Through the pain he tried to frantically plot the damage limitation, at least he’d ignored the app’s prompt to get him to upload a photo! For now all he could manage to care about was making it through the next few minutes without passing out or throwing up, after that he could work out who these guys were and what he could do to stop his secret getting out.

Eventually the handcuffs released. Matt immediately pulled his hands back through them and rescued his throbbing balls. He cupped them for a few seconds, they were bright red and aching all over. He had no idea how he’d get them out through the balls stretcher now they were so swollen. Unlocking his phone the app told him he’d taken 11minutes locked in total and uploaded his latest lock to his feed. He frantically searched for how to delete it, it showed the number of people who’d interacted with the lock, 6. “Oh fuck”, he murmured aloud, four people had upvoted the lock without adding time, and two had added time. He could see their usernames but, unlike his, they were all suitably anonymous, notwithstanding Dom’s. Dom was a bully from summer camp a few years back, he’d always picked on Matt for some reason and clearly the guy was into bondage. Working out who knew and how to keep them quiet would need to be a problem for later, for now he needed to tidy up the room and leave it how it had been, before Danny and Sabrina returned. He also desperately wanted to wank to relieve some of the pressure in his balls.

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Across town Sabrina rushed over to Danny, “oh my fucking god, look at what your pervy cousin is doing!?” Sabrina held up her phone, clearly in view was Matt tied to the chair, hard cock on display, his nuts being trampled by the massage gun.

“What the fuck babe? Did you set up cameras in his room?” Danny quickly looked away from the phone and at his girlfriend.

“No hunny, this is from that security cam handbag you bought me for Christmas, I set it all up on the app yesterday the default setting is motion activated” she looked back at the phone, “you gotta give it to him he’s got a huge cock.”

“Babe that is my cousin!” Danny exclaimed.

“Haha I’m sorry, I know babe, it’s just noticeable that’s all. And clearly he enjoys getting his nuts punched, which you never let me do” Sabrina grinned.

Danny rolled his eyes, he wasn’t going to have this conversation with her again, definitely not here. “Tell you what I’ll call him”

“No way babe, firstly he wouldn’t be able to pick up, it looks like his hands are cuffed behind him, secondly then he’ll know we saw, and surely you’d find that so embarrassingly awkward?”

“Right, ok. So we’re just going to act like we didn’t see him tied to a chair flattening his own balls?” Danny asked.

“For now” Sabrina winked at him, a mischievous grin on her face.