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The gym rat's thick, basketball-shaped bulge is a beacon of lust, drawing in the hidden ballbuster like a moth to a flame. The locker room echoes with the jock's deep, primal grunts as he strokes his massive, veined cock, his other hand cupping and squeezing his heavy, low-hanging balls. The ballbuster, hidden in the shadows, watches, waiting for the perfect moment to pounce. As the jock leans back, eyes closed in pleasure, the ballbuster seizes his opportunity. He lunges forward, grabbing the jock's balls with a firm, practiced grip. The jock's eyes fly open, surprise and pleasure mixing in his gaze. The ballbuster begins to knead and smack the jock's balls, his hands working in a steady, rhythmic motion. The jock's grunts grow louder, echoing around the locker room as he's brought to the brink of pain and pleasure.