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New Year Celebration 2026 the time and place for cock and ball cutting
Fred stroked his thick, cut, cock as he listened to tall tales of cock
and ball cutting festivals. The cut cock sat above his big balls. His cowboy
friend Scott exaggerated the numbers and size of the cocks and balls he cut
off. Two competing ball cutting clubs would shortly assemble for their annual
celebration. They both enjoyed competing in previous festivals. Lionel
and Shaw led the teams. For the first time club members would use a
particular knife. Two openings in the handle frame were designed to display
and lock in position the cock and balls. Lionel
said “Look how easy it is to slide the flat blade
across. It cuts off the balls smoothly—a beautiful job.” Shaw
said “I expect that the members will continue to
cut off the cocks especially when aroused.” Lionel
retorted “You just like seeing the knobs jutting out of
mouths.” Two
guards carried the box of knives onto the makeshift boxing ring which was
double the size to accommodate the fifteen member teams plus the leaders. It
was deliberately packed to encourage close quarter contact. Another two
guards threw an outsider upside down in the corner ropes. They raised his
balls ready for the blade. “Use one of these special knives.” A guard handed over the knife.
“Stuff the balls through the holes.” “Looks good. The balls deserve to be cut.” The
other guard looked down at his aroused cock. “It looks like your cock and balls are ready for the blade as well.”
His colleague commented. A sound remark. The
third guard positioned the outsider’s balls
through the hole, adjusted his hands to hold the flat blade. Slowly does it.
The blade cut off the balls. The third guard held up the cut balls. Neat. Lionel
and Shaw agreed that this time the competition would be a free-for-all, close
quarter combat. Shaw insisted that club members shout a soundtrack. “He’s cut my balls. Help. My balls!’ The
answer is to cut the cock off, shove it into a mouth for silencing. Everybody
was naked when they finally assembled. Thirty six cocks and balls awaited the
celebration. The special knife had already cut off a set of balls. The guards
handed out the blades and gave instructions. The balls of many club members
slipped neatly into the holes. They lined up ready for the blade. A handful
cheated with silicon fused balls. The guards took care of them. With
Lionel’s permission a guard addressed the anxious
ball cutters. “A round of applause for David, our sponsor of the New Year
Celebration.” Applause. “He has thoughtfully supplied us with an ingenious knife. Here he is
joining us today.” More
applause. “He’s proud to show you his big balls.” “Can we cut them off.” Snicker. “That’s up to the club members today. They may choose to reward
him for his patronage. What better manly reward than cutting off his balls.
Meanwhile he is calling for six volunteers for a group cutting. Hands up.” David
walked across to the six volunteers and manhandled the balls. Splendid. They
moved to the front so everybody could see. Another guard handed each of them
a knife. They were puzzled by the empty frame with the two holes. David
picked up a set of balls at random and demonstrated shoving it into the
larger hole. The balls were now lined up. In this instance of a group cutting
they await instructions. A
bystander asked “What about the cocks?” David
showed a cock shoved into the smaller hole. “Swipe the blade with extra force.” The
six volunteers adjusted their arms’ length.
Their hands gripped the flat blades. David inspected the balls. His cock
erected as he anticipated the ball cutting. A guard handed David a whistle
with a smile and commented. “Great boner there.” David
blows the whistle. They swipe the blades so that the hanging balls are cut
off. Six cocks were cut off as a bonus. David’s
cock spurts. Damn! The guards scooped up the cocks and balls, shoved them
into mouths. The group cutting was a worthwhile demonstration for the New
Year Celebration. Lionel
gave Fred the whistle to blow at the start. Fred was excited with the display
of cocks and balls. The members in the front row spread apart. At first they
held the frames before clutching the balls. It was difficult to shove some
balls into the hole but worth the effort. The balls lined up in the path of
the blade. The crush was disconcerting for those whose balls suddenly
disappeared into the hole. There was an easy explanation. Firm hands slid the
flat blade across the balls. Fred
was in his element. He loved cutting balls off. The
conversation was familiar. “Help! He’s
cut my balls off.” George
had a double whammy. His cock was rigid as a tent pole camouflaging the big
balls. Ben obliged by slipping George’s
balls into the frame hole. Ben swiped the blade separating the balls. When
all said and done Ben was doing George a favour
cutting off the balls. Bliss but a moment too soon. Vincent dragged Ben’s
balls into the vice like hole. He swiftly swiped Ben’s balls. Ouch!
Vincent was a rough character renowned for his ball crushing skills. Ben
responded by pushing Vincent’s balls into the frame hole. The balls
looked good whilst they waited for the blade. Ben paused no longer, cut the
balls. Touche. Fred
enjoyed his excursion into the celebration. He combined danger with sexual
arousal. Nearby men lusted for a swipe at his balls. Away from the front line
members spread out, shoved balls into the frame holes. In some cases there
was a pause before the blade swiped the balls. Stray hands moved from one set
of balls to another. There were many thrilling moments as the blades cut off
the balls. Selected members were lucky. Their cocks were inserted into the
smaller hole. The blades cut off their big cocks. Lionel
and Shaw believed in playing dirty. Hence members would be pinned from behind
whilst assailants shoved the exposed balls into the frame for lineup. The
wrestlers within the group took advantage of the opportunity. They especially
enjoyed activating the blade cutting the balls. Nevertheless these wrestlers
took their turn in lining up for the big ball cutting celebration. Six
team members spontaneously raised Lionel above their heads for his walk
about. Lionel knew what was to happen. Firstly, they milked his cock for the
last time. Secondly, they slipped his balls through the frame hole. He
watched the unknown hand swipe the sharp blade across his balls. “Help. He’s cut off my balls.” Another
hand shoved the lone cock through the smaller hole. It was too tempting to
leave intact. He lined up the blade for a return swipe. The blade cut through
the knob. “Help He’s cut
through the knob of my cock.” The
six team members lightly stroked the knobs of their cocks. Clever
team members lifted six men onto the boxing ropes, positioned them upside
down with cocks and balls fully exposed. They fought to escape. The guards
put a stop to their in vain efforts. Six men cut the balls off another six
men. Envious
bystanders pounced upon two guards. They swiftly grabbed the guards’ balls. The guards reciprocated. Other bystanders picked up and
handed knives to the fighters. By
now there was a posse, a mixture of bystanders and two guards. The guards
ensured they cut many balls but they couldn’t save their own. The balls
had slipped neatly into the holes. The guards were crestfallen watching the
sharp blade cut off their balls. Shaw’s team members were somewhat energetic pinning members against
the ropes, lifting members up and exposing their balls. They quickly shoved
balls into the holes then slipped the blades across. Shaw got carried away
following the ball cutting. He looked down at his erect cock. He watched it
spurt—a spectacular sight. He forgot the safety of his own balls. Scott
was poised to shove them through the hole, ready for the blade. Shaw realised the danger too late. Scott swiped the flat blade
the instant that the balls lined up. Bye bye balls.
However, Shaw reciprocated swiftly, swiping off Scott’s balls. Bye Bye big
balls. A
spokesman for the clubs congratulated David for his sponsorship. “For your outstanding contribution we have decided to elect you
President of both our clubs. The President’s tasks include arranging
soon and taking part in a cock and ball cutting celebration. Thank you for
the knives used in the close quarter combat. Club members can vouch for their
success. However, the club can trial other knives designed specifically to
cut off cocks and balls. Any questions?” “Some members look as if they are primed to continue. Hands up.” Four
members held up their hands, accepted. The spokesman handed them fresh
blades. “Move across and fondle each other’s balls so that we can all
see. Slip the balls into the holes. I said slip. You, there, are trying to
avoid the blade. Let me start again. You have a nice set of balls. I’m
inserting them into the hole. The balls are lined up ready for the blade.
Confirm that the other balls are lined up for the blade.” The
four members stretched their hands across and held the blades. “On the count of three swipe the blades across the balls. Ready? On the
count of three…one!…two!…three!” The
sharp blades cut the balls. That
was the end of the New Year Celebration. David appreciated the thank you
gesture for his sponsorship. He was relieved for the moment but anxious for
the next cock and ball cutting celebration. He felt his balls. They were
still there. |
