Frank’s Strangle Dare

Frank and like-minded Friends strangled each other until they black’d out. Each had a secret: their hearts, minds and hands wanted to strangle a man to his last breath. Their cocks could not keep the secret. Rock hard cocks spurted as they applied pressure on necks.

Four husky men worked for the garbage company and missed the initial neck games. Frank knew their names as Ben, Leon, Alex and Corey. Their bodies satisfied Frank’s criteria to a tee—thick necks above a hairy chest, impressive cocks and bull-sized balls. Strong shoulders and arms completed the criteria. More to the point they had like-minded Friends.

Alex dared to meet Boris, a low ranking manager from the Garbage Factory. Could he rustle up twenty to thirty men for dangerous strangling games? Boris was prepared to come to the party provided conditions were met. The players will suffer concussion especially when they wake up and return to the strangling game. For that reason he insists that a medically trained male doctor and a male nurse assistant be present on the game site. In addition the doctor can complete the required paper work in case some players strangle to the last breath. We all know that might happen. Boris smiles.

“Alex. Show me your cock and balls.” Alex hesitates at this unexpected request. Boris moves forward, pulls down Alex’s standard black work shorts, and grasps the balls. “Ouch!”

“Alex. Pass on this message to Frank. Men used to playing with balls might like a variation. The strangler lines up with his hands around the neck of the target. In turn the target grasps the strangler’s balls. The game is to increase pressure until the pain in the balls is too much and/or the target blacks out. The target may prefer to pull the cock as well as squeeze the balls. There is a further possibility. The target fighting his own strangling may crush the balls. In that instance the drivers and their team may choose to cut off the wounded balls. I don’t know what your duties may be but some targets will require an additional set of hands working the throat. Frank will have to meet up with Warren, the leading driver. He has a number of requests about the collection and disposal of any bodies.”

Boris claps his hands together over Alex’s balls. Alex grimaces in pain. His erect cock likes the ball play. Alex can see Boris’s cock protruding against the regulation black shorts. Another time, another place.

Frank was surprised with all the new requirements. He wanted to share a game where like-minded men strangled one another until they blacked out. The game still required men with strong arms and shoulders, buff chests preferably hairy, and exposed cocks and balls. He saw the need for wearing boots. Black military will do. Some men were kinder shy and preferred to wear chaps even when their cocks are balls were fully exposed. By comparison Alex, Ben, Leon and Corey were happy to wear boots only. That’s because their cocks were compelling.

Warren and his fellow work mates were tough. That had to be. It was one thing to drive the players to the designated strangling site; it was another thing to collect, remove and dispose of any bodies. This time Warren demanded the right for his team to cut off cocks and balls of the terminally fallen. Frank had neglected to include castration knives in his previous games. He knew that wound up players would welcome an additional threat. For that reason the game conclusion would be held in a designated area where “anything goes”. Warren caught Frank by surprise. He asked to inspect Frank’s cock and balls. He wanted to see whether they would make a worthwhile target. He produced a castration knife and showed Frank where the cock was most vulnerable. Frank’s balls were bull-sized and would require extra thrusts to remove. Warren pulled down his shorts. The cock was fully erect. Frank grasped the balls and squeezed. Warren reciprocated. Then he showed Frank how to bring down the castration knife with his other hand and kill the cock beyond repair. Warren smiled.

“Every player who sees your bull-sized balls will want to cut them off. Rest assured. The blades on our knives are sharp enough to cut off both the balls and the cock in one thrust.”

Frank preferred strangling games in the open air. The climate encouraged the degree of nakedness. A grass paddock fenced in with timber fitted the bill. The players who wished to be totally naked but wearing boots could hang their clothes over the timber railings. None of the players will wear shirts. He compromised with the barn for advanced strangling games.

Warren and his team will arrive naked but wearing black boots in the barn area.

Warren convinced Frank to conclude with an additional knife game. The first objective is to castrate the fallen. Strangling game survivors can assist Warren and his team. Warren will issue volunteers with the latest knives designed to cut off cocks and balls. They may need to settle scores with old enemies or just like joining in. Their cocks may wish to spurt one more time.

Three garbage trucks transported thirty five players plus the medic and his assistant. Boris’s boss decided that Boris needed hands on experience in a potentially terminal game. The boss specified that Boris must play naked except for his black boots. The medic and his assistant were both naked but wearing white, surgical, caps. Boris dreamt of crushing their bull-sized balls. There were three drivers plus two team members each sitting in the front of the vehicles. Frank was already onsite along with his chosen assistants Alex, Leon, Ben and Corey. They were dogsbodies who were expected to organise the games. They had a checklist to follow—a formal welcoming lineup followed by one on one, two on one, balls versus necks, three on one then anything goes.

Frank introduced himself to the medic and his assistant and placed them between the grassed area and the barn. Their equipment included head bandages, ordinary bandages, headache tablets, pillows for lying down, towels and bottles of water. Frank noted that they had nothing to stop any bleeding from castrated cocks and balls. Boris’s boss had sworn them to secrecy about today’s games. Boris himself was slightly nervous. He comforted himself as players hung any clothing over the timber fence. His cock and balls were one amongst many on the playing field.

Ben must have been trained in the military. He ordered the players to form up, arm length apart, in four lines behind one another. About half had chosen to wear chaps with the cocks and balls fully exposed; the other half were fully naked except for their black boots. The three drivers and their six team members joined in the parade. Alex, Leon and Corey assisted in the formation. Some players had never been in the military. The medic and his assistant looked on from the sidelines. Frank had learnt the trick of ordering players to stand at ease with legs wide apart. That left room for their cocks and balls to swing. Frank’s cock and balls were impressive for the assembled players. They felt comfortable in this male environment. By way of comparison there was a spooky element, real danger that they might not wake up after blacking out. It was highly likely that they would suffer sore necks and unsubstantiated rumour has it sore balls. Boris’s eyes strayed onto Leon’s balls—another one on his wish list to crush. Leon discreetly returned Boris’s looks as if to say “wait until I crush your balls”.

Frank addressed the players.

“Welcome. We are assembled here today to play with necks. A fortunate few will play with balls. The objective is to apply pressure on necks until the player blacks out. It will be helpful if players assist in lowering such players to the ground. We will try to avoid unnecessary head injuries. When the player returns to consciousness he will be assessed by the medic and/or his assistant and returned to the playing field. Corey. Come to the front. Hands up anybody new to this game! Eight hands. Right. After the parade is dismissed Corey will train you. The other assistants Alex, Leon and myself Ben will be on the strangling area to help you. During the balls versus necks shout out if the pain is too great. Otherwise your balls may be pulped. Sometimes the strength of one set of hands is insufficient to cause the player to black out. When you call out we will endeavour to help. Be warned both players may be blacked out. I will blow the whistle for you to assemble at random in a circle around the strangling area. My assistants will then guide you from one game to another. Parade dismiss!”

Frank deliberately omitted any mention of the barn area. That can wait.

Corey had strong hands to demonstrate the ideal positions to apply pressure on the neck. The eight players were confident that Corey had shown them how to be successful. It helped that their cocks were aroused from sleep and that their balls tightened.

Frank spoke frankly to the medic. “I’m afraid you will write out some death certificates today. There will always be unexpected casualties. Furthermore, Warren and his team may remove cocks and balls from the fallen. The garbage company expects your full co-operation and adherence to its security policy.”

The medic and his assistant were comfortable that their big cocks and balls were exposed for all players to see.

Corey, Alex, Leon and Ben stood in front of the players’ circle. Leon addressed the players.

“Clap the groundsman who mowed the paddock grass for you.” Everybody claps. “He envies and wishes you a fulfilling strangle game. Let’s get the event going. We start with one on one. Alex, select six players at random.” Six players leave the circle and walk to the front. Leon says “Choose your opponent.” The six players are unsure, apprehensive but stand firm in front of an opponent. “Can everybody see?” Leon moves one couple into a different position. “When I blow the whistle apply and gradually increase the pressure on your opponent’s neck. You win when he blacks out.” Leon blows the whistle. The players behind in the circle spontaneously shout to the strangling players. Six paw sets attack necks. One player huffs and puffs hoping to catch his breath. Strangling doesn’t work that way. He vomits down his hairy chest. His opponent intensifies the pressure until he blacks out. The opponent catches his body and lowers him to the ground. The opponent then raises both arms into the air and shouts “Victory!” The second and third player sets take their time. Now they are heckled. Both players black out at once. Leon and Alex manage to catch them both in time from crashing onto the grass. As for the slow player set, well, Leon calls for two volunteers to strangle them from behind. It works. Both players slump in black out mode. Warren and his team proved to be useful in removing the blacked out players to the side near the medic and his assistant.

Alex organises the second game where two fight against one. He selects nine players at random. They are anxious because it is not clear who the target will be. The starting position is hands locked at shoulder height in a circle. When Alex blows the whistle they unlock their hands, move to an opponent and lock hands on a neck. The game doesn’t go to plan. The three players line up such that the player in the middle is strangled from behind as he himself strangles the player in front of him. Alex beckons a volunteer to strangle the last player in line. Three players slump to the ground. The remaining six players play conventional two against one. One target tries desperately to strangle an opponent but doesn’t have enough strength to finalise the strangling. He calls out for help. Alex moves in and attacks the opponent from behind. An unscheduled volunteer attacks the third player from behind. Eventually the three players black out. That leaves three players. There is a complication. All three cocks are now erect. Alex can see that it is best that the cocks spurt. He brings the players into a huddle, tasks them to grasp a cock and pull until it spurts. Immediately after the third cock spurts their hands are to resume strangling. The player with the biggest cock slumps to the ground.

Corey has a memorable moment. Everybody sees his balls underneath the erect cock. This is timely as this segment involves balls versus necks. He chose three players with impressive balls to attack three players with strong necks and clumsy hands. He explains that the balls are slowly squeezed whilst the ball owner attempts to strangle the opponent. Both parties can call for help from nearby volunteers. Corey is thrilled when the ball squeezing becomes too painful. There are screams of pain especially when one set of balls is crushed. Corey hails Warren and his team to remove the player and attend to the crushed balls. He knows this is a public relations exercise. Warren will simply cut off the wounded balls and maybe the cock as well. The other two ball owners continue to strangle in spite of the pain. Corey steps in and strangles the player who just crushed the balls. Three players slump to the ground as they black out. The two ball owners envy Corey’s balls. They intend at the appropriate moment to squeeze them and maybe cut them off.

Ben organises three on one where three choose the target. He ensures that each group of four is at the same height and possible strength. The four short players will not be disadvantaged; the four tall players are surprised that there are four tall players; the remaining four players have nice cocks and balls. The four short players are happy to get stuck into one another. They too have an erect cock problem. Ben decides to line up all twelve players in a circle holding the cocks of the player on their right. “Anybody left handed? No. When I blow the whistle start pulling as hard as you like.” Ben looks across to the crowd watching and notes that a number of players are grasping their own cocks. Ben addresses them.

“Grasp another cock whilst you watch. Go on. Move your hands.”

They look around, move to an erect cock, and examine it with their hands. Boris interrupts from the crowd. “Ben. Can I pull your thick cock?” Ben had overlooked his own erect cock. Boris took the initiative and just walked up to Ben. Boris had to open his mouth really wide to take in the huge cock. Ben was able to blow the whistle whilst Boris sucked.

“Start slowly when I blow the whistle.”

The mass masturbatory event was not what Frank had in mind. He had to admit it satisfied the players on a number of levels. The short players got to play with the cocks of the tall players. There was an unexpected bonus. The cocks spurted all over the hands which shortly wrapped around necks. There was something manly about strangling a target with wet hands. Each group selected its target who mostly resisted. Three on one is difficult to escape from. The target has to relax and enjoy the strangling until black out.

The medic and his assistant check over the slumped bodies on the grass area. They gradually awaken, stand up and ready themselves for the next event. The medic is relieved for the moment but expects the event in the barn will provide casualties.

Frank blows the whistle for all players to assemble in a circle.

“You can see the return of players who blacked out. They are going to explore the barn. Be warned that this will be challenging. You may help them black out for a second time. It might be your first. There are no hard and fast rules when players are in an aggressive mood. Call for help by all means especially when an opponent is squeezing your balls. Be mindful that the opponent may get clumsy and crush your balls. Your hands might get carried away and want to complete the strangle. It happens when players are toying with danger. The Garbage Factory expects you to co-operate with Warren and his team.”

The barn has a wooden floor and walls but no lighting. There is a crush at the opening door until the players disperse inside. Hands start to stray, work their way up hairy chests and then latch on to necks. It’s almost a relief to feel hands pressing onto a neck. It’s great when a player can reciprocate. Two players locked into a duel. They both start to lose consciousness but one slumps first. Another black out.

An unknown player tackles Frank by the neck. He is caught unawares but instinctively counter attacks. He kicks the unknown player in the balls. That’s a promising start. Yet the pressure on his neck intensifies. He calls out for Leon but Leon is not within hearing range. He calls out for Corey who is within range. Corey assesses the situation, strangles the unknown player who withdraws his hands from Frank’s neck. Frank is relieved but mindful that he is in a dangerous place. Warren promises to cut off his cock and balls. The threat stimulates him.

Boris found his cock was once again aroused by being with such aggressive players. His hands locked onto a neck. He pressed harder and harder. The opponent locked his hands on Boris’s neck. The pressure was intense but Boris was determined to strangle his opponent. The opponent attempted to grasp air by convulsing. Short relief. Boris was present so that he could organise future terminal events within the Garbage Company umbrella. Boris succeeded in finishing off the opponent. He was so exhilarated with the kill that he underestimated the activities within the Barn.

More players blacked out. Some woke up. Some didn’t wake up. The dangerous drama started when Warren arrived with his complete team. They may have been naked and black booted but they carried castration knives. The original agreed scenario was that they would castrate the fallen but they went beyond their brief. They captured various players at random. Not quite. They tried to select players with big cocks worth cutting off. It was a shock and a thrill when they were forced to fight one another with castration knives.

Warren’s team members cleared a circle for the cutting area. They encouraged spectators to continue strangling each other as they watched. Those who wish to join in can collect a knife from one of the two team members standing on both sides of the cutting area circle. The first six volunteers were exhibitionists. They sported big cocks and wanted everybody to see. The driver who blew the starting whistle was an inspiration—hairy chest, big cock and bull-sized balls. He was armed with a knife and determined to score. A spectator called for the six volunteers to stroke their cocks until they were fully erect. He knew that the knives worked best when the cocks were in that position. Other spectators anticipated their turn in the cutting area.

The driver and the six players formed a circle facing the spectators. Lots of taunting along the lines of “shove that cock down your throat”, “the balls are not big enough to matter”, and “cut the cocks”. “Show us some hard core fucking.” The driver thought this was a bright idea. He blew the whistle, they turned around, faced one another and moved to fuck. The six players lined up to fuck, took their time to establish who was who. The driver had dirty play ideas. He beckoned for two new volunteers. The three players being fucked were totally exposed. The driver and the two new volunteers moved across, upheld their knives so that all could see. The three players shouted “No. No.” The driver blew the whistle a second time. The knives cut off the cocks and balls as the fuckers shot into the arses.

Some of the spectators had strangling concerns of their own. The crush was ideal for anonymous hands to grasp necks from any direction. They were here to strangle players and in this barn they could go all the way. Frank was pleased when four players in the front row slumped to the ground. Further back the crush made it difficult to escape strangling hands. Yes, the danger was creepy but exciting. Some players helped the strangler so that there was no escape.

Two of the short players stalked players from the floor. They grasped balls which they squeezed or chopped. The owners could do little to protect themselves from ball attacks from below. Corey grabbed one of the short players and pulped his balls. The short player screamed in agony. Somebody would soon cut them off. Two players had noted Corey’s bull-sized balls for attention. They took the opportunity to squeeze them. Corey responded by reaching out with both hands and squeezing their balls. This was a light hearted moment. They could enjoy the pain. Corey was impressed when two players crept up from behind and strangled both ball enthusiasts. He increased the pressure on their balls as the strangulation progressed.

Two team members coaxed volunteers to join in. They encouraged them to clasp another player’s balls and stimulate the cocks. One of them grasped the driver from behind. The driver resisted. A second volunteer helped pin the driver. The cock was fully erect and primed for cutting. The third volunteer toyed with the bull-sized balls with his knife. The cock spurted. That was the cue to cut off the cock. The severed cock was worth shoving down the driver’s throat. It goes without saying that the driver tried to spew but eventually he choked on his own cock.

Six players formed a circle. Using their left hands they tightly held the cock and balls of the player on their left. They raised their right arms holding the knives in their right hand. When the team member blew a whistle they attacked the package. The players moved position to avoid the knives. Two players screamed as their cocks severed from their balls. Another team member ordered them to regroup. The four players were now nervous. The team member with the whistle looked them in the eye.

“Get ready. Good luck.” He blew the whistle.

“O no!” “O yes!”

This time two players scored.”

“Congratulations!”

Well-wishers surrounded the winning players. In no time they pinned the two winning players from behind. The erect cocks were a temptation. Two players stepped forward and grasped the cocks. The lined up their own erect cocks with the winning players’ cocks. Sure the cocks pointed in opposite directions. The cocks paid attention. Cocks like spurting in company. After this memorable moment well-wishers pinned down all four players. The knives cut into the base of the cock shafts. Neat. Cutting off the balls required extra effort.

Warren interrupted and addressed the spectators.

“Now is the time to nominate a player whom you wish to join in. There can be any reason. You want to cut off their bull-sized balls; they refused to fuck you. Come forward, collect a knife and point to the player.”

The nominated players had no choice but to join in. Boris nominated Leon who enjoyed the rough and tumble of these terminal games. Boris may have lusted after Leon’s balls but there was no way he would cut them off today. In the melee Boris squeezed some balls extremely hard. In turn his opponent reciprocated and squeezed his balls. The pain was excruciating. Boris had a wish list to pulp balls. Now was the moment. He pulped the opponent’s balls, a moment he would never forget. The sound of the popping balls was electrifying. The opponent screamed. The opponent was even more determined to castrate Boris. The knives were top quality. The opponent’s knife cut off Boris’s cock and balls easily. Boris counter attacked and cut off the opponent’s cock. The opponent shoved Boris’s cock down his throat. Boris gagged and tried to chuck out his severed cock but the other player persisted. In addition a set of hands gripped his throat. It was a shame that this was the end of his career at the Garbage Factory. Leon by comparison thrived in the melee. He really enjoyed cutting off cocks and balls.

Warren nominated Frank. Frank’s cock was ready. The remaining players had enjoyed the strangling games. A duel to the death was a fitting end. Frank knew that the fight would be dirty. Nevertheless he had a warmup. One of the short players thought he had an easy target. Frank cut off the cock and balls with ease. The players around him enjoyed the cock cutting game. There was satisfaction to be in the middle of male players testing their limits. Warren’s cock was ready. The third driver stroked his own cock until full erection. Warren beckoned him to move closer. Now the three erect cocks were within knife range. The third driver directed the two opponents to face one another, extend their right hand onto the opposing cock. As a mark of respect he would pull his cock in unison. The knifing would commence immediately the cocks spurted. He blew a whistle. Warren was an old hand at masturbating. All three cocks spurted profusely. Warren altered his left hand to grab Frank’s balls. Then, with his right hand he brought down the knife. The knife cut into the top of the cock shaft. This was a definitive cock killer. Warren was perhaps too confident. Frank’s knife sliced underneath and seized both the bull-sized balls and the base of the cock. The third driver was shattered to see Warren’s cock and balls dripping out of his mouth. Frank got lucky in this unprotected moment. He reached across, grabbed the balls. His knife cut right through the driver’s cock and balls. It was awkward to shove them down the driver’s throat. The driver gagged. Warren shoved Frank’s cock into his mouth. The three of them looked a macho sight with cocks jutting out of their mouths. The spare two team members strangled the three all the way.

Alex negotiated with the medic and advised him and his assistant to be ready to record the casualties. The medic knew that Garbage Factory events were terminal for the most part. The medic had been employed on a previous event so he knew what to expect. What Alex didn’t know at this point of time was that the three drivers were out of action and the six team members were fighting to the last man standing. The medic did have communication with the Garbage Factory head office. He would use it to call for help.

The fight in the cutting circle area continued. The two team members had handed out all their knives. Of course, they had kept one for themselves. They had eyed off various cocks and balls. They stroked their cocks until they were fully erect. Then they joined in.

Where was Leon? Leon was happily cutting off cocks and balls. He had a bonus when the two team members caught his eye. The erect cocks were an irresistible target. The knives were a treasure to use. The two members worked him over as a dream team. One pinned him from behind with great strength. He was unable to budge. The second one held his balls firmly with the left hand. With one professional swipe the knife neatly sliced off his cock and balls. It was too easy. Leon regretted that his cock and ball cutting days were over. The size of his severed cock surprised him when they shoved it into his mouth. No wonder he had memorable nights fucking.

Some of the strangled until black out players awoke. They felt their cocks and balls to ensure they were still there. That is, until the next Garbage Factory event. After they recovered from headaches they returned to work. They retained a passion for strangling until black out.

Alex, Ben and Corey enjoyed the strangling event. They would be happy to assist in any future terminal events. The Garbage Factory now had many vacancies. It will take a while before they are ready to organise a game.

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