Combat Battle Training Universe - A Hero Humiliated

A Hero Humiliated

The hero Crimson was walking down the street on one of his patrols. Crime never rested, and nor shall he. His dark, crimson hair glistened in the light, his crimson eyes glowing as he scanned the streets, walking confidently in his super suit, a skintight crimson ensemble. He glanced down and shifted his tights to be comfortable for his big bulge, and suddenly had a flash back to the gym a couple days ago, when that asshole had ballbashed him there. “Man, I’m gonna get that guy one day.”

Around the corner along an adjacent street was Atom-Smasher, kicking along a can as he eyed the streets for an easy target to rob. His silver hair spiked up and wavy, silver eyes darting this way and that as his almost permanent smirk marred his smooth face. He had a fur shoulder cloak, keeping his chest and abs exposed, wearing some tight black trousers and heft boots. He rounds the corner and immediately spots Crimson, the bane of all villains in this city. He freezes, before ducking back around the corner out of sight, just as civilians started seeing their favourite hero and asking for photos and autographs. “Oooo, I wasn’t planning on running into him today!” the villain said to himself.

Meanwhile, Crimson soaked up the attention from his admirers. “Autograph? For sure!” He smiled his cocky smile and signed away, even posing for a few photos with the civilians, still unaware of Atom-Smashers presence.

The villain peered around the corner and sees Crimson posing with people. Suddenly his smirk curls into a menacing smile as his head is filled with a devilish idea. Atom-Smasher was gifted with the ability to slow and even pause time, a gift he had used to further himself as a villain in the city. But seeing a hero distracted, he finally thought to use his ability to have a little fun at Crimson’s expense. He focused and paused time, and as everyone was frozen, he sneaks up behind Crimson and yanks the hero’s tights down as the photo is about to be taken, and then runs back to hide around the corner again before unpausing time.

Crimson stood posing for the photo as the phone camera flashed, only to be met with some stifled laughs and chuckles from the admirers. He frowned, before looking down and blushing, realizing his tights must have slipped down, exposing his tight pink briefs underneath. He gulped, trying to joke to cover up his embarrassment. “Just a w-wardrobe malfunction, y’know…” He laughed awkwardly, “What can you do?”

Some of the bystanders laughed with him slightly, and around the corner, so too did Atom-Smasher. He realized there was so much more potential for fun though, and paused time once again, just as Crimson had pulled his tights back up. Once everyone was frozen, he again made his way over behind Crimson, this time kneeling down behind him and slamming his fist up between the hero’s legs from behind, his knuckles sinking deeply into Crimson bulge. Just as his fist made contact, Atom-Smasher unpaused time just as the camera took its next shot, Atom-Smasher’s fist buried deep in Crimsons balls.

Crimsons eyes widened as he felt a fist smashing into his bulge. “A-aaauugh?!”

He leaned forward with his tongue sticking out and his eyes rolling upwards, the hero’s legs instinctively crossing as he cupped his bulge in pain.

The crowd gasps in shock at what has just happened to their hero. Atom-Smasher stands up straight behind their hunched over hero and raises his hands. “I am Atom-Smasher! And I will prove to you here today just how weak your mighty hero Crimson really is!”

He looks down to see Crimson hunched forward, still groaning in ball pain, and aims his leg. “How will I achieve this, you ask? By doing what I do best! SMASHING ATOMS!”

“Nnnngh” Crimson growled, “You bastard. You’re going to pay for this…”

The villain laughs before taking aim once more, winding his foot back and kicking between Crimson’s legs from behind.

“A-aaagh!” Crimson howled in pain as his nuts were flattened in his tights once more, launched forward from the powerful kick.

As the hero is launched forward, Atom-Smasher pauses time once more, then rushes forward and yanks Crimson’s tights down around his ankles, leaving his pink briefs completely on show. Then, he went towards the girl in front of Crimson, and takes her knee and raises it up fast, knowing once time resumed, the momentum would be amplified. He gets back behind the hero and unpauses time, watching as Crimson speedos forward suddenly and lands balls first on his fangirls knee.

“A-aaaaugh!” Crimson cried out as he landed balls first, his legs crossing as he backed up, nursing his aching balls, realizing his briefs bulge was growing slowly as he was beginning to feel aroused. He looked down, “Oh no, not again…”

As Crimson backs up, his tights around his ankles making him stumble, Atom-Smasher smirked, knowing he doesn’t even need his powers at this point. He kneels down behind Crimson and slams yet another uppercut into his balls from behind, his fist smashing Crimsons pink bulge as onlookers filmed everything.

Crimson moaned loudly as his balls were once more uppercutted and he could only lean forward as his eyes rolled back and tongue sticking out of his mouth. The humiliation of losing this way to a villain would destroy his pride, he knew.

Atom Smasher paused time once more and pried the heros hands away from his underwear bulge, before grabbing Crimsons own fist and slamming it downwards, aiming at his pink bulge. Then he unpaused.

Crimson felt a moment of daze from Atom-Smasher’s use of his ability, then cried out in shock as his own fist crashed into his bulge. “A-aughw!”

Crimson dropped to his knees, his hands rubbing his aching nuts. Cameras started flashing and clicking, the crowd in disbelief over what they saw; their favourite hero pantsed in pink briefs being totally ballbashed. Suddenly, news vans started turning up and crews were filming the whole thing live for tv networks, and Atom-Smasher smirked as another idea came to him.

Crimson blushed seeing the seriousness of the situation, knowing he had to take control to save face in front of all the cameras. He quickly yanked his tights back up and rose to his feet. “Nnngh…y-you….you’re going to pay….Atom-Smasher!”

Quickly, Crimson dashed towards the villain, trying to land his famed Phoenix Punch as flames burned off his fist in the shape of a phoenix.

Atom-Smasher turned to see the punch coming. Instinctively, he paused time before the punch could land. Then, almost nonchalantly, he took Crimsons fist and redirected it, aiming right for the hero’s bulge. Taking a couple of steps back, Atom-Smasher rubbed his chin as he unpaused time to watch his move unfold.

“Auugh?!” Crimsons shriek would echo throughout the city as his Phoenix Punch would slam into his nuts, the flames burning away the crotch of his super suit and exposing his pink briefs once more as he was launched from the impact, slamming into the side of a news van, pinned in the dent, dazed and destroyed. “Nnngh….a-aaaagh.” He moaned as his pink bulge ached, suddenly tenting as he grew rock hard for all the news cameras to see.

“Ooops,” Atom-Smasher said sarcastically, before he felt a slight headache wash over him. Time-bending was taking its toll, and he knew he had to utilize Crimson’s weakened state against him. He barged over to some camera men and knocked them aside, stealing their cables from the van to tie Crimson spread-eagled against the side of the news van. Then he took control of one of the cameras streaming live across the world and slammed the lens straight into Crimsons exposed pink briefs bulge. “Now all the world will see Crimson’s atoms smashed!”

Crimson could do little to fight back as he was tied spread-eagled. “N-no, p-please!” He begged.

“Aaaaaaaughhhhh!” He moaned as the lens fired into his balls a second time.

Atom-Smasher smirked and then lay the camera down on the ground, aiming it up so it had full view of Crimson’s bulge and face. The villain then stepped in front and looked down the lens. “And this folks, is what happens when you try to be a hero…” he proceeds to grab the waistband of Crimsons briefs, and yank them up harshly, giving the hero a massive nut wedgie.

“K-kyaaaaa!” Crimsons screamed as his nuts were flattened in the wedgie.

“Step one, folks…” Atom-Smasher laughed.

Atom-Smasher yanked up even harder on the wedgie, Crimsons cock and balls totally outlined in the stretched fabric of his pink briefs. “Step two!” He yanked up again and this time Crimson’s nuts slipped out of either leg hole of his underwear, his bare nuts totally exposed. “…now, you have your golden targets, folks!”

The villain then unlatched Crimsons belt, sliding the wedgie in place, and using the belt to fasten the wedgie there, freeing his hands as the hero’s wedgie was fixed in place. “And now folks, we prepare for the third and final step!”

Atom-Smasher smirks at Crimson.

The hero trembles. “N-no, stop! I can’t…aaaugh…I’m gonna…-!” He moans from the sensations he is feeling in his groin.

“And now, we take our best shot!” Atom-Smasher says as he runs towards Crimson, but just before he lands his attack, he pauses time and kneels down in front of Crimson. He raises both fists and punches the heros bare balls twenty times.

He then unpauses time and stomps into Crimsons balls as the camera watched on, cum exploding everywhere from the ball busted hero.

“KYAAAAAA!!!” Crimson cried out as his balls were smashed, his pink bulge exploding with cum as it fires everywhere. He slumped forward, twitching and thrusted forward as his balls were emptied.

Atom-Smasher kept his foot pressed against Crimsons balls the entire time, grinding away and making sure every drop was grinded out. “Is there anything our battered hero would like to say to the camera?” Atom-Smasher says as he picks the camera up and zooms in on his foot against Crimsons nuts and then zooms in on Crimsons face.

Crimson, still twitching as the last of his cum shot over the villains foot, responded with just a simple agonizing moan, his face cringed in pain and pleasure, tongue hanging out, drooling and eyes rolling back in pain. “A-aagh…ngaaa-“ he panted.

Atom-Smasher turned the camera to himself and said, “Well, that’s all folks!”, before slamming the lens into Crimsons totally emptied balls once more, the world watching as their hero’s balls were crunched once again.

Then, the villain smirked as he leaned in towards Crimson. “You know, I recognize you, pal!” he whispered.

Then, he used his ability to drop the time sphere that encircled his face, allowing himself to distort his face to hide his true identity. Once his mask had dropped, Crimson gasped, recognizing his attacker from the gym.

“Y-you?!”

But before the hero could do anything, the time sphere was re-applied and Atom-Smasher ploughed the camera once more into Crimsons balls, before turning and leaving the hero for everyone to photograph. “We’ll meet again, I am sure, Crimson…”

Crimson moaned and groaned as he faded to black, watching Atom-Smasher disappear amongst the flashes of the cameras.

 

 

Combat Battle Training Universe - Leon's Workout

 

Leon’s Workout

(This is a story based in a universe where superpowered beings exist. This is the first of a series.)

Leon was not your average eighteen-year-old guy. Yes, he may be handsome in a boyish way, toned and muscular standing at 168cm tall and weighing in around 70kgs, but there was more to him than meets the eye. Currently, standing in the gym and checking himself out in the mirror, he stared at his blonde hair and blue eyes behind a pair of glasses. This were unnatural for him. You see, by day, Leon was your average eighteen-year-old near graduation at school, popular and admired by his peers, but by night, Leon was a hero. A superhero, to be precise, by the name of Crimson. Crimson would usually be wearing a tight red and black body suit, form fitting and a reflection of Crimsons superior body. The hero would flaunt his natural crimson hair colour and deep red eyes, but as Leon, he had to hide under blonde hair and blue eyes, behind glasses.

He was flexing in the mirror, lost in his thoughts when some girls also at the gym noticed him.

“Can we take a pic?” One of them asked.

Leon gave a slight grin. “Sure.”

This was not abnormal for him. He had a lot of admirers and was the most popular kid at school. As he put his arms around the girls as they started snapping selfies and giggling, he would flex his arms to make sure they got the good side of him. ‘If only they knew who I really was,’ he thought to himself.

Soon, chat began amongst them, the usual flirtations and playfulness. “There’s no doubt I am the strongest guy here.” Leon said, flexing his muscles.

This got the attention of another guy at the gym, who had been lost in his own workout routine. Leon’s words pierced his ears, and he stood up from the bench press machine. Riley was 22 years old, with a muscular body standing at 175cm tall and weighing 80kgs. His dark hair, unkempt, brushed over his hazel eyes as they stared straight over at Leon. Leon had his shirt off, flexing for the girls, his black shorts tight and form fitting. Riley rolled his eyes and could not resist the temptation to put this cocky guy in his place.

“You ain’t the strongest in here dude…” he scoffed, “get over yourself.”

Riley went to adjust the weights on the bench press, to continue his routine. Leon smirked as he turned to see who had spoken up.

“Heh, I can beat you in a fight for certain.” He thought that would end it, as he turned back to the girls and started flexing for them once more.

But Riley was not one to let things slide. He turned back to face Leon, only to find the younger boy had seemingly moved on, his back turned to him. Riley quietly got close, before kneeling behind Leon.

“Still strong there, buddy?” Riley said, before launching his forearm up between Leon’s legs from behind.

“Hm?” Leon replied, before Riley’s fist slammed into his shorts bulge. “A-aaugh!”

He moaned and leant forward, his hands immediately cupping his bulge in pain. The commotion had now caught the attention of every gym goer there.

Riley noticed he has everyone’s attention now. Leon blushed, seeing everyone looking towards him as he turned his head to look at his attacker. “You bas-“

Leon’s sentence was cut short, as Riley smirked and, still kneeling, takes the chance to pump another uppercut into Leon’s bulge from behind.

“G-gah!” Leon gasped, moaning in pain, and staggering back, holding his bulge once more.

“Still the strongest here, buddy?” Riley chuckled, slowly getting to his feet.

“You bastard…you’re going to pay for that!” Leon said, still rubbing his aching nuts.

“Oh really?” Riley smirked in delight at the young boy in front of him rubbing himself in pain. “I don’t think you’re in a position to threaten me, pal…”

Some people in the crowd started murmuring amongst themselves, laughing at the ballbusting they were witnessing. Leon was blushing in embarrassment, and let his anger take over as he had a sudden outburst at one of the gym goers watching. “You want some too, you weak fool?”

Riley took full advantage of this distraction, launching himself forward and pinning Leon against the wall before driving his knee up between his legs.

“A-aagh!” Leon grunted as the pain in his balls ignited once more and could not help the fact that something was stirring in his shorts bulge.

Riley doesn’t notice the growing bulge of Leon’s shorts, and uses his feet to kick Leon’s legs apart, spreading them even wider.

“N-no, don’t…!” Leon pleads, before Riley’s knee slammed twice more into his bulge.

Leon gasped and moaned in pain and pleasure, his hands cupping his aching nuts as he leant forward, his forehead resting on his attacker’s chest. Riley smirked at the onlookers before his hand snaked its way down and grabbed Leon’s shorts bulge, squeezing his balls. But it was at this moment that Riley realized something hard and rigid was brushing up against his wrist.

“Oh, you want this to happen to your nuts, buddy?” Riley asked, mockingly.

“Aghh, n-no, let go of my nnngh-” Leon moaned loudly, panting as his tongue stuck out from his mouth and he blushed with embarrassment, being humiliated by Riley in front of the girls he was showing off too.

Everyone watching seemed to enjoy seeing the young hunk get ballbashed, and Riley was very aware of this. He spun Leon around to face the girl, Leon still cupping his aching bulge. Riley reached around and pried his hands away from his balls, his shorts outlining everything they contained. Then, Riley balled up his fist and swung it down into Leon’s nuts.

Leon moaned loudly in pain as the fist connected with his orbs, forcing his eyes to roll up into the back of his head and his tongue to hang from his mouth as he was further humiliated in front of everyone watching on, some of whom were now filming with their phones.

But before Leon could cup his balls in pain, Riley knelt behind him and grabbed the young stud’s shorts, pantsing him. Leon blushes as he feels his tight red speedos underneath get exposed, his bulge now even more visible. “Nnngh….y-you!”

Leon balled up his fist and swung it backwards, trying to connect with Riley’s face. But Riley caught it.

“The fun is only just beginning!” He whispered into Leon’s ear as everyone laughs and points at Leon’s exposed speedo bulge.

Riley keeps the fist pinned upwards and wraps his other hand around to pin Leon’s other arm to his side, Leon struggling and squirming, spreading his legs to attempt to gain leverage. But now it seemed, other than just enjoying the show, the girl Leon was trying to impress now wanted to have a shot herself. Without a moment’s hesitation, she swung her leg back and kicked straight between Leon’s legs, her foot ploughing into Leon’s speedo bulge.

Leon did not see it coming. “A-Aaaaugh!” He screamed in pleasure and pain from the kick, as a burst of pre-cum splattered the front of his speedos.

Riley looked down and noticed the wet patch appear on Leon’s speedos. “Oops, was that meant to happen?”

He smirks before reaching down past Leon’s abs and navel, taking a handful of the front waistband of Leon’s speedo and yanking it up fast, giving the young studs nuts a massive wedgie, flattening them inside his speedos.

“Haaaa….haaaa,” Leon moaned as the wedgie squashed his nuts, “you’re….going to p-pay, you…Gyaaaah!”

There was nothing Leon could do as his nuts were further flattened. Riley continued to pull on the frontal wedgie until Leon was barely on his feet, dancing on his tiptoes to try and relieve the pain his balls were enduring. Riley let the wedgie go, causing the stud to drop, but not before slamming his knee up between Leon’s legs.

“Kyaaaaa-!” He cried out loudly, falling onto his back as cum exploded inside his speedos, leaking everywhere.

Riley smiled, looking down at his victim as Leon’s bulge twitched with spurt after spurt of cum. “So, what were you saying about being the strongest?”

Riley bent forward and took a hold of Leon’s ankles, lifting and spreading them wide before placing his foot softly onto Leon’s soaked speedos bulge. “N-no, p-please! M-Mercy!” Leon begged.

“Because, I mean, you definitely don’t have the strongest balls…” Riley said before grinding Leon’s balls flat inside his speedo.

“I don’t want to hear you saying you are the strongest in this gym again…got it?” Riley asks as he presses even more pressure on the stud’s speedo bulge.

“Aaagh! Y-Yes yes! I promise not to say that!” Leon moaned as he flailed about and clawed at Riley’s foot gas pedalling his nuts.

“Good.” Riley said before he posed at everyone filming with a thumbs up and his foot still pressing mercilessly on Leon’s speedo bulge. “’Cos if you do, these videos will go EVERYWHERE!”

Before he finished, he lifted his foot up and pumped it straight back down again on Leon’s balls, forcing yet another load out of Leon’s balls.

“A-Aaaagh!” Leon cried out loudly, before Riley walked off, leaving him there twitching and moaning.

 To Be Continued...

Crimson reference

Leon reference, inspired by Brenton Thwaites

Riley