The Tournament of Heroes - The Men Who Weep

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“ELIIIIIIIII!” Jason, a giant man with gills flexing on his neck and chiseled with muscle, shrieked in a high-pitched whine. “GEEEEEET HERRRR!”

Jason seized Adina’s wrist with two large, trembling fists. Adina, her blue hair tousled over her face and her slender face glowing with ferocity, had Jason’s entire masculinity trapped in a five-fingered cage. She was crushing his balls in her iron grip, and twisting her wrist. Her fingers were clamped so tight on his feeble orbs, the walls of his testicles pressed out between them.

Adina was tall, as tall as Jason and the other boys. She wore a suit similar to her brother’s, Damien. She wore a black, skin tight one-piece, with two sets of twin blue stripes running down on either side of her torso. However, this is where the similarities ended. Unlike Damien, Adina’s suit was not full-body. It was more akin to a closed-neck swimsuit, showing off her tan skin. Toned, long bare thighs. Firm, rounded shoulders and lean, well defined arms. Her athletic body was complimented by her bubble butt, her round cheeks just barely pressed out from the suit, and a staggering chest.

To top off her already jaw-dropping appearance, her dark eyes glimmered with droplets of silver light. An almost metallic, unnatural light. Each sparkle twinkled like a star in a midnight sky.

“YOU BITCH!” Eli bellowed, pointing a long finger at Adina. It sparked feebly, but nothing else happened. “WHAT THE FUCK?!?”

Adina smacked Jason’s broad chest with a slender open palm, shoving him away, releasing his twisted nuts with her other hand. Before Jason could even breathe, Adina snapped her sneaker-clad instep into his balls with a meaty thwomp. Jason choked on his sobs, curling in on himself and stumbling backwards.

Adina spun on her heels, sprinting toward Eli.

“GODDAMNIT!” Eli roared, his finger still sparking. A wild desperation plastered across his face, his thick jaw was trembling and he started speaking with a shrill panic. “GODDAMNIT NO!”

Eli fired a front kick straight for Adina’s gut. She sidestepped his clumsy strike with the grace of a ballerina, instantly coiling one arm around his ankle and securing his leg against her side. Eli’s eyes grew wide with fear, he hopped on one leg for balance, waving his arms back and forth.

“NO-“

Adina didn’t say one word, not biting remark or sneer. She didn’t mock the boys she was demolishing, they weren’t worth it. She was singularly focused on one thing, winning. And boys, with their cumbersome balls, made that pretty easy.

Boys were talkers. All the CoCC men had declared their victory when they saw her. She preferred to let her feet do the talking, and the boys do all the crying

Adina whipped the toe of her shoe into Eli’s fat bulge, her foot sank into his balls with a sickening crunch.

“HAWWGH!” Eli gargled. His hands flew to his assaulted testicles, but Adina didn’t care.

THWACK! THWACK!

Adina fired snap kick after snap kick, kicking through Eli’s fists and repeatedly battering his doomed nuts. Eli began to howl for his balls, begging her for mercy.

“Goddamnit!” Another boy bellowed, his fists were clenching at his sides, he was in a square stance and his brow was curled and focused. As though he was trying to transform. “Why can’t we use our powers?!? They haven’t even-“

A blanket of fluffy cotton spread swiftly beneath his feet, covering the floor of the bank lobby. Just as quickly, Kim erupted out of the blanket of cotton, spinning prone between his legs like a whirlwind, her wool one-piece just barely showed the peek of her perky cleavage, held snug and tight by a push up bra. Kim came out of her spin with her fingers clenched into a tight fist.

“NO-“ the boy managed to scream. His plea was ended unceremoniously.

Kim fired her dainty, balled up fist directly into the boys taut balls. Kim smirked, while her knuckles effortlessly tenderized his boy-meat. His balls had nowhere to go, they were held firmly together by his tights. His testicles dangled between his legs in a wad of soft flesh. Super suits make this so easy.

Kim, following the example of her leader and friend, did not waste time. Without giving her male opponent even a moment to lament his cracked eggs, Kim spun on her back, seizing one of his legs and kicking the other out. She was sure to smack the back of his knee while she did her complicated maneuver, forcing the boy to fall flat on his back, his legs spread eagle. The impact didn’t hurt as much as he thought it would, the cotton Kim summoned caused a soft landing. The boy lifted his head off the pillowy surface, and his eyes locked onto Kim’s heart shaped pillowy butt.

Kim was balancing on her hands and feet, her ass was high in the air. She brought both soft, cushiony cheeks with cataclysmic force on the boy’s even softer testicles, crushing them into the floor.

He howled in agony, his brain fracturing as her impossible soft and supple ass grinded his balls into nothing. Kim held his ankles, and worked his nuts with a ballbusting lapdance from hell, blasting his balls with butt bomb after butt bomb. Each time she brought her ass down on his balls, her cheeks jiggled with like jello. She was demolishing his masculinity with a fat ass.

Just across from Kim’s testicle destroying lapdance, Adina had released Eli from her rapid fire nut kicks. While he hobbled on weak legs, Jason had rushed over to wrestle her. He barehugged her from behind, and she smashed a hammer fist into his balls. He squealed the highest of the day, his grip becoming putty while Adina resecured a vise grip on his balls.

“NOOOOOO! PLEASE!” Jason howled at the top of his lungs, while Adina twisted his nuts like licorice. “MYYYYYYYYYY BALLLLLLLLS!”

Kim cackled, crushing her opponents balls with one last butt blast. Just behind Adina, two more CoCC men were rushing for her. Kim smirked, it’s been what? Forty seconds?

In the CoCC viewing box

Leo gawked at the screens flickering on the viewing box windows. There were five different screens, each offered a new angle of CoCC’s humiliation. That blue haired bitch, she was shredding all his boys, pummeling their balls into their pelvis’s or crushing the soft organs in her grip. Like Jason, whose nuts she was twisting violently with a dainty hand. The entire box, filled with CoCC’s student body, cringed at their gender’s performance against two weak girls.

“She’s tearing them apart,” Melody muttered, shaking her head. “Should’ve fucking known.”

“There’s two of them.” Leo grimaced, nodding at the blondie crammed in a cotton onepiece that showed off her plump butt.

Adina swung Jason, by his balls, into one of the boys charging at her, Landon. Kim, the blonde, had leapt to her feet and sprinted during the maneuver, and fired her shin between both their legs, crushing four testicles with one kick. Both Jason and Landon howled in agony.

“Cotton-butt isn’t the problem,” Melody snapped, pinching her brow. “It’s blue hair over there. Goddamnit, they didn’t even send in their whole team…”

“They’re fucking cheating,” Leo snarled.

“Not this shit again,” Melody rolled her eyes. “Leo, you taught us if you don’t fight with everything you’ve got you’re not fighting to win.”

“I know what I said,” Leo snapped. “That doesn’t change these are all cheap shots.”

Jason had crumpled to the floor, in a puddle of tears and anguish, howling for his shattered balls. His testicles had been dealt enough punishment. Landon, on the other hand, waddled back in forth, tears pooling in his eyes while Kim advanced.

“If this were the real thing, they’d be fucking paste,” Leo argued.

“I don’t know man,” Herald shook his head. Leo eyed his childhood friend. “They’re fighting pretty hard. I don’t know if our guys could keep their balls safe in the real thing.”

Herald’s hands were folded behind his head, he was leaning back in his chair and his shirt was unbuttoned, showing off his washboard abs and compact pecs. Beads of sweat dripped down the crevices in his muscles, and glistened his copper skin. Leo dragged his eyes across the valley of muscles, unable to resist drinking in his friend.

What the fuck? Leo shook his thoughts away. The fuck are you thinking about, Leo?

“Shut up, Jose,” Leo replied, ignoring the gentle climb in his heartbeat.

“Bro come on,” Herald grumbled, frowning at Leo. “It’s Herald. We’ve talked about this.”

Landon desperately swung a meaty fist toward Kim’s pretty face, at a snails pace. Kim could have taken a two week vacation before dodging, and dodge she did. She dropped into the splits, cocked her arm back, and before Landon could even beg for mercy, Kim buried a tiny, balled up fist into his balls. Lifting Landon up to his toes.

“I’m not calling you fucking Herald.” Leo growled.

“Dude, why not? I call Leo.” Herald replied.

“That’s my name!”

“Will you two stop flirting?” Melody snapped.

“We’re not flirting!” Leo retorted.

“I don’t know,” Herald shrugged, a smarmy grin on his face. “Leo’s got bigger tits than you Mel.”

“Wow, so clever,” Melody rolled her eyes. “We’re getting destroyed here, Herald.”

Adina seized Eli by his wrist, whirling him around in a wide arc. He was crying out in panic, the giant man was being flung around by a slender woman. His pummeled balls sapped him of all strength.

“And maybe we’d do better if someone had his powers back,” Melody continued, shifting her glare at Leo. Leo’s eyebrow twitched at the insinuation. “Seriously, it’s been a whole day, how have you not recovered?”

Leo had not told any of his team the night he had before, with Emrys punting his balls into his stomach. While coming up with a response, Herald came to the rescue.

“He’s got big balls, Mel,” Herald smirked. “They take a while, get over it.”

Herald slid his long fingers along his crotch, squishing his manhood ever so slightly. Leo darted his gaze away, wide eyed. He wanted to keep staring. Why? Why was his neck cold?

“You don’t fucking get it, dumbass,” Melody snapped. “Emrys and Leo were supposed to play this round. Her nerve agents mixed with his pheromones would have won us the game. But she just up and fucking left, and Leo is fucking useless, and we’re getting - THROW A FUCKING PUNCH!”

Adina threw Eli toward Kim, who leapt into him and rammed her knee into Eli’s swollen balls. Kim released Eli, and he collapsed onto the tile in a heap of masculine anguish. Mateo, the fifth member of CoCC’s team and the only one to not get clocked in his weak balls, was stuttering, pointing open palms at the girls feebly. Adina and Kim both turned to face him.

“Neutron!” Melody shouted, whirling around. “Have you finished yet? Do we know what’s fucking happening?”

Leo and Herald both craned their necks, turning to face the bonafide nerd of CoCC.

Neutron was skinny. Nary a muscle on his plank of a body. He wore thick glasses that rode down the bridge of his nose and he had a mop of black hair, that dangled just above his metallic eyes. His skin was pasty and pale, its like he had never been in the sun. Leo always thought of a mole or worm when looking at him. Were his power not so useful, Leo would never have let him in the tournament, especially as a participant. But Leo had to admit, Neutron was a pretty handy tool.

“Analysis complete.” Neutron said coolly, sliding his glasses back into place.

Leo rolled his eyes. He was such a fucking nerd. Herald nudged Leo’s ribcage, that same smarmy grin on his face. Leo didn’t turn to face him.

“Dude.” Herald hissed.

“No.”

“Dude!”

“I’m not fucking looking-“

Leo made the mistake he’d made a hundred times before, he looked at his friend out the corner of his eye. Herald adopted a stern glare, and wobbled his head back and forth, jabbing his finger between his eyes. Leo burst out laughing, smacking Herald in the chest, launching him off his seat. Herald howled with him.

“Fucking Christ boys,” Melody hissed, biting back a snicker herself.

“Sorry, sorry,” Leo apologized, wiping a tear away. “What’d you find, Neutron?”

Adina and Kim were fighting Mateo two on one, he fought as best he could. But it was entirely defensive, he had given up any counterattack and just held off their coordinated attacks.

“My initial analysis was correct,” Neutron grimaced, he could tell he was being mocked. “Adina, the blue haired girl, is shutting off their powers. She can shut off multiple powers at once and more, she’s able to choose whose powers she shuts off, hence bunny butt still being able to use hers.”

“Enough of the recap,” Leo rolled his eyes. “What did you find?”

“Adina can manipulate the fundamental natural law of the Weak Force.” Neutron answered.

Adina feinted a soccer punt between Mateo’s legs, he squealed, crossing his arms in front of his balls for defense. Midswing, Adina pivoted on her foot and coiled her knee, twisting on her hip. She snapped a headkick towards Mateo’s defenseless skull, smacking Mateo across the jaw with her instep. Mateo wheezed, stumbling back, from his flank Kim emerged and buried an uppercut into his ribcage. Mateo roared in pain.

“What the fuck is that?” Leo asked.

“It’s one of the four forces of the universe,” Neutron answered, pausing for a reaction.

Melody, Herald, and Leo stared at Neutron in silence, waiting for him to continue. Neutron blinked right back at them.

“Bro.” Herald groaned.

“Goddamnit Neutron-“ Melody pinched her brow.

“Stop waiting for us to ask questions,” Leo said, with as much patience as he could muster. “Assume we know nothing and just explain.”

“Oh right, sorry,” Neutron mumbled, fixing his glasses once more. “The four forces are essentially the guiding hand of the universe. The way the universe acts and reacts can pretty much be sourced by any one of them. They are gravity, strong and weak force, and electromagnetism.”

Mateo became a wild animal, flinging his arms at Kim. Kim darted away, meanwhile Adina delivered a spinning heel kick directly into Mateo’s gut. His eyes crossed and his breath stampeded out of his lungs.

“Adina can interact with the weak force,” Neutron continued. “The thing is, both the weak force and strong force function on such a minuscule level, I’m shocked she has any actual power.”

“What is the weak force?” Leo asked.

“Hmmm,” Neutron frowned, rubbing his chin. “The simplest way I can explain it is the weak force is the decay of the universe.”

“Go on.”

“Everything in the universe is always interacting and changing, on a subatomic scale,” Neutron explained. “The weak force is how atoms shed properties and change.”

“So she’s shedding their powers?” Leo furrowed his brow.”

“In a way,” Neutron nodded. “Adina is creating a field around herself that interacts with the subatomic particles where our powers exist, and that field is essentially turning them off.”

Adina fired off a punch combination towards Mateo’s face, he threw up his hands in defense, stumbling backwards. Kim was crouched behind him.

“Jesus,” Melody gasped. “I guess it’s a good thing we didn’t send Leo.”

“Not necessarily,” Neutron replied. “Adina’s manipulation of the weak force is not absolute. My analysis shows that her ability to shut off a power scales to her own.”

Kim cackled, swinging an open palm up and between Mateo’s thighs, snatching a handful of his meaty balls. She crushed the flimsy flesh between her fingers, eliciting a shrill howl of male agony from Mateo.

“What do you mean?” Melody frowned.

“If you noticed during this match,” Neutron answered. “Some of our guys did show signs of using their powers, it was just incredibly weak. Adina can only turn off so much of a super’s power. If you gave them a ‘power level’, the strongest of our boys down there are ten’s, Adina is a twelve, and Leo is a fifteen.”

“These numbers don’t mean anything.” Melody said.

“Speak for yourself,” Leo grinned. I’m a goddamn fifteen out of ten baby.

“Adina wouldn’t be able to completely turn off Leo’s power,” Neutron continued. “Under her field of weak force, Leo, you wouldn’t be able to undergo your transformation. But I suspect you’d keep at least half your strength and power in your regular form.”

Kim jostled Mateo’s balls violently, he screamed for his mommy and begged for mercy.

“Goddamnit!” Melody slapped her chair. “Why didn’t you fucking lie, Neutron? We could have won this?!”

A hot wave of shame consumed Leo, his cat ears flexed at the revelation. Even at half strength he could take on any one of Herald’s titans. Goddamnit, Leo fought back tears, recalling his pathetic defeat at Beverly hands and feet. Why’d you lose to that bitch?

“What the fuck were you thinking Leo?” Melody groaned, turning to him. “Why’d you let that bitch beat you?”

“I wasn’t trying to!” Leo snapped, his cheeks red from embarrassment. You think I wanted to cry like a loser in front of everyone?!?

“It’s okay bro,” Herald pat Leo’s shoulder. “She caught you off guard, we can’t help it-“

“Shut up,” Leo muttered, rolling his shoulder away from Herald. An instant wave of guilt came over him for rebuffing his friend’s comfort. “Sorry, I-“

“It’s just another fucking loss,” Melody sighed. “And we can’t even send in Ryan because he’s fucking off on some stupid mission.”

“What is it with you two and not calling us by our names?” Herald whined.

“His name is Ryan.” Melody snapped.

“It’s Orion,” Herald retorted. “Like the fucking stars, Mel.”

“Oh my god,” Melody buried her face in her hands.

The moment Kim released Mateo’s balls, Adina launched a brutal knee between his legs, scrambling his testicles with an apocalyptic squelch. Mateo shrieked, collapsing to the floor in the fetal position, wailing at the top of his lungs for his shattered orbs. The pathetic scene of Leo’s team flickered behind the screens.

Adina stood, completely surrounded by collapsed men, each and every one weeping for their balls. Kim huffed with a breathy chuckle, stumbling back and toward her first victim, Ox, the boy she had given the testicle destroying lapdance to. He had assumed the same pathetic pose as the rest of his team, his face planted in the tile while he puked his balls out and sobbed for his caved in nuts. His chiseled ass squirmed in the air with each strangled sob. Kim sat her bubble butt on the back of his head with a grin, pressing her juicy ass into him while she rubbed his back softly.

“Son of a bitch,” a boy from CoCC whined.

“No fucking way man,” another muttered.

“That wasn’t even five minutes bro.”

The embarrassment came swirling back in Leo’s chest as his team bemoaned their pathetic performance. Two girls that’s all it took to beat five powerful men.

“Jesus,” Herald shook his head. “And there’s another one huh? Her twin sister?”

“Let’s just hope she has command over the strong force,” Neutron replied. “Not electromagnetism.”

“Why?” Herald frowned, eying Adina with lustful eyes as she approached Landon, he was currently on all fours, trying to climb onto his feet.

Adina bent over, stretching and showing off her round cheeks to the camera. Leo didn’t fail to notice a humble pitch form in Herald’s crotch. Another emotion came over Leo, one he refused to address. Jealousy.

“Like I said,” Neutron answered. “The strong and weak force interact on a minuscule level, they have powerful effects on the universes natural force, but it’s unseen. Electromagnetism interacts on a massive scale, like gravity.”

“So she’d be way stronger.” Herald muttered.

“The last super that could control electromagnetism was Magneti,” Neutron said. “And he was a god.”

“Jesus,” Herald shook his head. “I can’t believe we haven’t heard of these three till recently. Where the hell did they come from?”

Adina lined up her shot, Landon noticed his unfortunate position. He spluttered, scrambling as fast as he could, howling and begging for Adina to show him mercy. Once again, Adina didn’t listen, she didn’t even say a word.

She sprinted forward, launching a soccer punt between his legs. She drove her instep into his meaty balls, Leo, along with the rest of CoCC, flinched with sympathy and shame. He could actually see Landon’s balls flatten. Like fucking pancakes. Adina’s bitchy kick flipped Landon onto his back, and he unleashed the highest scream of the battle. Kicking his legs out and openly wailing for his crushed balls.

The bell rang, the screens flickered with the announcement, LU scored the first round victory of game two. The timer blinked in the corner of each screen. 4:07. Leo grimaced, a final emotion brewing in his stomach. His boys were dismantled by cheap shot after cheap shot, their balls were in danger and they were hurt. And they lost. Leo felt a need for revenge, against the bitches at LU, HU, all of them. He felt one blinding emotion. Rage.

In the HU viewing box

“We need to send Trevor!”

“Pedro! Pedro is perfect for this!”

“Guys, we don’t know when we’re fighting LU! We need to hold our best in reserves for then!”

“We LOST Larry! We can’t afford to take risks!”

“Sending all of our best because of one round is how we lost the whole tournament!”

The entire viewing box erupted with arguments and debates, Amber frowned. She didn’t know what to do either. They were not expecting to lose.

All of the boys, Matthew, Henry, Tyler, and Edward, from Round One were still in recovery. Aala was overseeing their treatment. Nevra did not stick around, last Amber knew, Nevra was asleep by Edward’s side, holding his hand. She understood, Edward’s defeat was particularly brutal. If Amber had seen that happen to any of her friends, god forbid Trevor, she’d also be worried. But Aala was a pro, Edward would be back up and running before the end of the day. She was sure of it.

“This round we play the heroes,” Trevor’s voice cut through the chaos, silencing the room. “We don’t need to send our best, but we do need to send someone perfect for the game. My ability is best for open combat, especially against multiple people. Trying to protect hostages while fighting another team of heroes isn’t the best way to go.”

“You can’t just send us in there,” Jesse said. “We need you to back us up.”

“Pedro is perfect for this,” Amber chimed in, the entire box looked to her. She blushed at the attention. She noticed Pedro also shifted uncomfortably at the mention of his name from her lips. “The only one faster than him is Maria. He can retrieve the hostages no problem.”

“He can’t do it alone.” Trevor argued. “We’d have to send in David or myself to back him up. That’s too much. One slip up, and he’s caught by Wesley or Mia. He has no easy way to escape.”

“I can do it.” Pedro said.

“I don’t know what else to do, Trev.” Amber said. “This isn’t even a bad plan, Pedro is the best at this.”

“Well,” a sultry voice purred. “I wouldn’t say the best.”

The entire viewing box thrummed with shock, spinning to the center of the room. She was beaming, with one hand on her hip. The frills of her pleated black skirt tickled her thighs, her long sleeved, white blouse encased her chest in its wool fabric. Her sparkling blue eyes glimmered with pink light, and her black curls fell on her shoulders. Maria grinned at her beloved team.

“So, we lost round one, huh?” Maria locked eyes with Trevor, a splendid smile crossed her lips. “Bummer.”

All of the HU participants stared at her with anticipation, Trevor returned her smile with a knowing grin.

“Well,” Maria held both her hands up.

The X on her right hand and the O on her left hand both glimmered the same pink light that flashed in her eyes. Maria announced victory with three words.

“Tag me in.”

In defeat, CoCC discovers the secret behind LU’s three strongest super’s, the sibling trio that commands the four forces! Who is Orion? Can they come back with a victory for round two? But first! HU sends their strongest super to defeat PCC, Maria Wilkins, the powerful Teleflash! Can Maria win this match for her team? How will she fair against the powerful supers of PCC? Tune in for the spectacular battle between two colleges in the Tournament of The Strongest! Tag! You’re it!