A kinky story written by Alex Nehling
“Hey, Kev”, Phil said.
The 18 year old soccer player smiled at his opponent and shook his hand. I had asked Phil to wear his soccer shirt, shorts and his sport shoes. The red-haired boy had come to the US a few months ago after starting his career in professional soccer in England. His British accent wasn’t as thick as it used to be, but you could still tell that Phil hadn’t been born in the USA…
Kev smiled at him. “Hi.”
Kev was two years older than Phil and 5 inches taller. He had short brown hair and brown eyes, and he was wearing short grey sweat pants and a t-shirt.
The two boys had met when Kev – as president of the Ballbusting Olympics Committee (BOC) – had organized the five days of competition for the Olympics. Phil had been the umpire.
During one of those activities, Kev had kicked Phil’s nuts as part of a dare. Phil had gotten revenge on one of the subsequent days, but he had insisted on fighting Kev one on one to pay him back for humiliating him in public.
Kev, never one to turn down an opportunity to bust some balls, had eagerly accepted the challenge.
Now, the two of them were standing in the middle of the studio, waiting for the signal to lunge at each other.
“A short statement for the camera?” I suggested.
“Sure”, Kev grinned and addressed the camera. “I’m Kev. And I don’t have anything to say other than this: Phil, your nuts are gonna get cracked today…” He grabbed his crotch, weighing his package in his hand and smiling into the lens. “I’m gonna beat you…”
Phil chuckled. He looked into the camera. “Hey, I’m Phil. I’ve been training penalty shots for days. I’m gonna kick Kev’s bollocks into oblivion…”
Kev raised his eyebrows and grabbed his crotch again. “These ‘bollocks’?”
Phil grinned. “Sure.”
Kev shook his head. “I don’t think so.”
“I don’t think so”, Kev repeated smiling.
“Wait for it”, Phil grinned. “When I’m finished with you, you’ll need a pack of ice and a nurse to coddle up your junk…”
“Okay”, I said, “start whenever you like.”
“Guess what”, Kev grinned at Phil. “It’s gonna be you who will be needing a nurse. And I’m gonna fuck her while she tries to save what’s left of your ‘bollocks’.”
Phil raised his eyebrows and grimaced in mock-fear. “Ooooh, I’m scared…”
“You should be”, Kev smiled and joggled his junk. “Cause I’m gonna—“
He was rudely interrupted by a hard kick to his crotch. Phil’s shoe crunched the knuckles of Kev’s fingers and drove them into his tender nuts.
Kev stared at him for a few seconds before his facial features contorted into a grimace of sheer pain. He doubled over and coughed, one hand nursing his agonized gonads, the other hand nursing the knuckles of his agonized hand.
“Fuck”, Kev grunted and looked at Phil.
Phil grinned proudly. “Need a nurse, yet?”
“Well”, Phil said and stood in front of Kev. He grabbed Kev’s hands and yanked them away from his groin. “Let’s make sure the nurse has something to work with…” He drove his foot into Kev’s crotch and smashed his balls into his pelvis.
Kev moaned and struggled with Phil to free his hands.
Phil chuckled and aimed another devastating kick at Kev’s nuts, his instep connecting perfectly with Kev’s vulnerable gonads and crunching them hard.
Kev’s eyes bulged and he opened his mouth to let out a long, wheezing moan.
Phil grinned and shrugged. “That’s it for now…” He let go of Kev’s hands, allowing the muscular jock to grab his nuts and collapse on the ground.
Phil turned around and grinned into the camera. “That was easy.”
He looked down at Kev again. “Hmmm”, he put his index finger on his chin in an exaggerated ‘thinking’ pose. “What could we do with him?”
He knelt down next to Kev and grabbed the waistband of his sweat pants. “First, let’s depants him”, he grinned and pulled Kev’s pants down to his ankles, exposing his naked ass. Kev was lying on his side, clutching his naked nuggets and moaning in pain.
Phil stood and kicked Kev’s ass hard.
Kev winced and rolled to the other side.
Phil walked around him and kicked his naked ass again.
“Fuck!” Kev yelled. “Stop it!”
Phil chuckled. “Yeah, sure.” Then he drove another kick at Kev’s muscular ass.
Phil grinned and took a step back. “Sure, mate.”
He bent down, grabbed Kev’s sweat pants and yanked them over his sneakers. He threw the pants away and looked at Kev, whose clothing was reduced to his sneakers and the t-shirt he was wearing.
Kev turned and looked Phil in the eyes. He muttered something unintelligible and kicked at Phil’s shins, taking the hot young soccer player by surprise and making him lose his balance and fall to floor.
Grimacing in pain, Kev lunged at Phil and drove his elbow into Phil’s crotch. The flimsy fabric of Phil soccer shorts didn’t do a very good job of protecting Phil’s privates, and Phil screamed in pain as Kev’s bony elbow crunched his nuts.
Moving quickly, Kev pulled Phil’s shirt up, exposing his defined abs and his smooth chest, and twisted Phil’s nipples.
Kev pulled the shirt over his head and hammered his fist down onto Phil’s crotch, catching both balls dead-on and making Phil moan in pain.
The soccer player pulled his shirt down again to see what Kev was up to.
Being the equal opportunity fighter that he is, Kev pulled Phil’s shorts down, making his big, limp dick and his juicy balls flop into the open.
Kev slapped Phil’s fat balls with the palm of his hand, causing Phil to shriek in pain and grab his naked possessions.“Tables turned, huh?” Kev muttered and grabbed Phil’s sac, squishing the two meaty orbs inside between his fingers.
Kev clenched his teeth and squeezed harder, kneading Phil’s naked nuts in his hand and causing Phil to writhe and struggle.
He sat up straight and sneaked his hand into Kev’s crotch, catching hold of the jock’s gonads and clenching his fist around them.
During the following minutes, the studio was filled with angry grunts, screams of pain and determined growls, as the two guys squashed each other’s testicles mercilessly.
Both of them were sweating heavily, their faces beet red with pain and anger, their hands wrapped around their opponent’s nuts. They looked each other in the eyes in a bizarre power struggle, while both boys’eyes started to water with tears.
Kev and Phil panted, squeezing hard on their opponent’s nuts and unable to move their own genitals out of the danger zone.
Kev put his foot on Phil’s chest and pushed, but Phil didn’t let go and Kev screamed in pain as Phil yanked on his poor nuts.
“Fuck!” Kev screamed.
Phil tried to get a better grip on Kev’s nuts, but when he let go for a brief moment, Kev took the opportunity and crawled away from him, his hands now nursing his own battered balls.
Phil groaned in pain and rolled to the side.
Both boys lay next to each other, writhing on the ground, their naked asses sticking out as they tried to comfort their aching testicles.
They eyed each other suspiciously, trying to be ready in case the other one made a move.
Two minutes passed while neither of them launched an attack and both were busy clutching their nuts and moaning in pain.
Finally, Phil saw a chance to go for the kill. Kev rolled around, and when his back was facing Phil, he saw from the corner of his eyes that one of Kev’s meatballs was wedged between his legs, sticking out beneath his ass-cheeks. In a quick movement, he got up and kicked Kev’s poor trapped nut from behind. The toes of his sport shoe slammed into the tender nugget and Kev screamed from the top of his lungs.
Phil grimaced, holding his own balls in his hands. He kicked Kev’s nut again, causing his opponent’s body to cramp in wild spasms.
Phil grabbed both of Kev’s ankles and spread his legs apart. He placed his shoe on Kev’s tender balls and shifted his weight.
“Game over”, he said in a low voice and ground Kev’s nuts into the hard wooden floor.
“I give!” Kev yelled.
Phil grinned and twisted his foot, causing Kev to scream from the top of his lungs.
“I give!” Kev screamed again.
Phil let go and Kev curled up in a ball.
Phil grinned. “Need a nurse?”
Phil pouted his lips. “Oooh, are you angry at me?”
“Fuck you”, Kev repeated, sobbing.
“Well, in this case, I think I have to make sure that your reproductive system is still working…”
Phil grinned and sneaked his hand between Kev’s ass cheeks, grabbing his balls from behind and squeezing hard.
“No”, Kev cried.
Phil pulled Kev’s balls between his thighs.
“Your sac is quite stretchy”, he observed, stretching Kev’s ballsac to its limits and trapping the two meaty orbs with his left hand. He balled his right fist and sent a powerful punch into the two poor nuggets.
“I’m gonna pound the cum out of you”, Phil announced cheerfully and landed another perfect punch to Kev’s defenseless nuts. “Is your dick had, yet?”
Phil glanced at Kev’s limp cock.
“Nope”, he commented. “Okay, then it’s another punch.”
He slammed his fist into Kev’s nuts again.
Kev screamed and his dick twitched.
“Oh, it’s coming to life”, Phil grinned and aimed a series of well-placed punches at Kev’s tenderized babymakers. The college jock struggled and writhed, sweating profusely and screaming in pain.
“Yeah”, Phil nodded and ground his knuckles into the soft flesh of Kev’s balls.
Kev panted heavily, his body cramping and his muscles glistening with sweat. His dick was rock hard and leaking precum now, much to the dismay of its owner…
Phil smiled. He stood between Kev’s legs and kicked them apart so that he had direct access to his nuggets. The soccer player grabbed his own genitals and jerked his dick that was starting to get hard as well.
“Time for the showdown”, Phil grinned and sent a powerful kick into Kev’s vulnerable, naked nuts.
Kev screamed from the top of his lungs. He tried to protect his balls but Phil was too quick for him, kicking his precious eggs again and again, all the while jerking his own meaty dick and grinning viciously.
They came simultaneously.
The toes of Phil’s soccer shoe connected with Kev’s balls with an audible smack, and Kev’s eyes bulged. His dick twitched violently. Phil kicked his nuts again. Kev’s mouth opened in a silent scream. The third kick was too much for Kev. His eyes rolled back into his head while a sizeable load of cum came spurting out of the tip of his dick.
At the same time, Phil threw his head back and jerked his dick, breathing heavily. His cock started shooting loads of spunk that landed on Kev’s body, mixing with Kev’s jizz and covering his sweating body with sticky juice.
Both boys were moaning, but for different reasons…
Kev’s body was soaked in sticky cream, with Phil standing between his thighs.
When their cocks had stopped releasing their loads, Phil looked down at Kev, spent and smiling, his face red and his hair wet with sweat.
“Wow”, he whispered. “That was hot.”
Kev groaned in pain.
Phil drew his leg back and landed a final kick into Kev’s spent nuts, causing the poor jock to scream from the top of his voice.
Kev rolled to the side and cupped his injured genitals.
Phil jerked his dick a few more times. “I think we’re even, now…”
“Here”, Phil said and took off his soccer shirt. He bent down and rubbed it over Kev’s body, soaking it with the two loads of spunk that were splattered across Kev’s abs, his chest and face.
Kev looked at him, his eyes glassy and sweat running down his face. “Thanks…”
“You’re welcome”, Phil grinned and stuffed the dirty soccer shirt into Kev’s mouth, making sure that the parts that were soaked with the salty cream made their way to his tongue.
Kev’s eyes widened and he gave a muffled yelp.
Phil chuckled and patted his cheek. “Suits you…”