It was recess on Monday at Damian’s school, and he was walking down a corridor to join his pals. Damian’s eyes instantly locked on to something interesting. Four senior girls were walking down the corridor. Three of them latina and they all had light makeup on. Three of them had miniskirts, black nylon pantyhose and shirts tied at the waist to make them tight. The fourth was Damian’s blonde neighbour Jasmine who Damian was smitten with, was also with them. She wore a short-sleeve-shirt and some tight grey short shorts, showing off her tan sexy legs and cute ass.
“Oh hey Damian. We were looking for a guy like you. Can you help us out with this film we are making?” Asked Lysa, a small but feisty girl, their usual leader of their group.
Then Damian noticed one of the girls had a camcorder in her hand.
“Uh sure, what do I need to do?” Damian said, trying to look cool.
“Just stand against the wall there.”
She nodded to the other girls as he shuffled to the side, and before Damian knew what was happening, they grabbed one arm each, and pinned him to the wall.
Damian had almost struggled out of the girls’ grasp.
Stunned and realising this was one of his fantasies to be held by a bunch of girls and taken advantage of, he stood still and curiously waited for what they wanted.
Lysa then held onto his shoulders for support. Then she quickly drew back her knee as far as it would go. Swinging her knee forward she put all her effort into it, trying to make up for the height disadvantage she had. her knee sank into his unguarded ballbag, forcing his balls into his body and lifting Damian onto his toes.
“BAM! Nutshot!” She yelled right into his face.
He exhaled suddenly and after a second felt an intense throbbing pain growing from his groin. He tried to move his hands to his groin but they were still being held fast by two of the girls. The pain grew to his stomach into the familiar nauseating ache and a cold chill. He bent forward and gasped.
“I bet you’ve never been hit there that hard before,” Lysa said over the chuckles of the other girls. Damian fell into a crouched position against the wall, looking up at the smiling girl through his watering eyes. At the mercy of his manhood in his shorts sending waves agony..
“Did you get that?” She asked the girl with the camera. The girl nodded. “Bet that's going to hurt for a few hours.” Of course she had no idea how bad the pain was, but judging by Damian’s reaction, it was bad.
“This is going to make a great… self defence video for health class. Now We could have held you there and done it in a line, but having you suffer there is going to make it look funnier.” Lysa said.
“Can you get up? Amber wants a turn too.”
Stunning the girls, Damian struggled through the pain and got up and spread his legs slightly. They thought he would refuse or run, but he just stood there
“Are you sure he can take it?” Amber asked her friend as she went up to him.
“Of course he can! Just pretend he's a guy you really hate like an ex or something.” She sighed, “You can miss them by a bit if you’re really that concerned.”
Amber did her knee and catchphrase, but simply pressed against his crotch with her thigh. Damian just grunted and leaned against the wall.
“I guess it's my turn.” Jasmine said. She smiled at him showing off her dimples and her nose scrunched up in a cute way.
When the other girls kneed him, they all looked down at their knees so they could better target his balls. But when Jasmine sent her sexy tan knee into his crotch she was looking intently into his eyes, trying to remember the agony and reaction on his face for the next time she masturbated. “Wham balls in your throat!” she taunted, sending him to the floor in front of him. The girls chuckled at his reaction
“Come on girls, let's get this video ready” Lysa said, causing the two girls to follow after.
“Need a hand?” Jasmine asked, lowering her hands for him.
He held her hands and then she pulled him up.
Jasmine held him in place as he wobbled a bit. “I’m sorry I had to do that Damian, you just happened to be the one we chose, but you understand why we did it don’t you?” She was really close to him, a full on sensory overload of hormones hitting him like a freight train. He could smell her breath, her hair product, not to mention her big sympathetic brown eyes looking at him with concern.
“Uhhh” he said, slack jawed.
Then Jasmine pressed his shoulders against the wall and kissed him. Soon they were making out and she was grinding her kneecap up and down his sack and cock.
This caused him to cum right then and there in his pants. Moaning into her mouth. He was like putty in her hands.
After a minute they let go. Both breathing heavily and feeling embarrassed.
Jasmine then felt something damp, on her thigh. At first she thought he might have peed himself but then she noticed the smell of cum.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t realise uhhhh” She said, realising how awkward the situation was.
“It’s my fault Jas, I…”
“No no. that was all my doing.” She said and looked past the corridor for her friends.
“Um the girls probably need me for editing, I guess I’ll see you later.” And she walked away to her friends, almost skipping away. Damian just stared longingly at her behind.
He had to stand there for a minute and catch his breath. Experiencing his greatest orgasmic afterglow and simultaneous ballache he had ever felt. Thankfully his pants were black so the small damp patch didn't show much.
That was not what he was expecting his first kiss to be like at all!
“Duuude, are you alright? Didn’t expect ‘em to choose ya for their little video.” A guy named Jared said as the two walked through the corridor he had witnessed most of it. He was a bit of a doofus but he and Damian were homies going way back. “If I gotta kiss like that from a gurl I’d volunteer for all kinds of stuff like that.”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine, not that it matters.”
Suddenly Jared sack tapped him with his open hand to his battered balls.
“Ah!” Damian groaned and doubled over.
“Ohhhh!” Jared said with a shit-eating grin. “I just assumed you were wearing a cup, hahaha, are you trying to get hit in the nuts by a girl? Trying to make it realistic?”
“Fuck you” Damian said wheezing. But Damian saw the funny side of it and smiled. They had a good laugh about it, even though he felt swollen and sore in the pants for the rest of the day.
***
After the third period Damian caught up with Jasmine and was alone with her. And asked her out.
“Really?! Even though I knead you in the nuts you’re not mad at me?” She asked and laughed.
“Nah I can handle the pain, and the one you gave wasn’t too bad.”
“Yeah, I guess I made up for it huh?” She said and gave him a sexy wink. “So you don’t mind getting ballbusted?” She asked, giving him her number.
“Oh no, I just love it” He said sarcastically trying to blow it off.
“Well if you say so.” But Damian swore there was a glint in her eye that said otherwise.
***
When Damian came home he changed into a shirt and some loose shorts, trying to let his swollen testes breathe.
When he entered the living room his sister was back from school and was dressed in her ballerina costume and his mother was there also, though he was unsure why. Latisha secretly got out a camera and started recording as Damian went over to the fridge to get a snack.
“Hey Damian, what’s your favourite ballet play?” Sophie asked him, blocking his path to the fridge.
“I don’t think I have one.”
“You know what mine is?” Sofie said.
She stepped forward and kicked him right in the nuts shouting, "The Nutcracker!"
And just like that, Damian's look of surprise and agony was all on tape, not to mention the outline of his entire manhood though his thin shorts offering no protection, sending his balls upwords, grounded against by his sister’s foot. But unlike a typical kick, she kept her foot there.
Latisha started laughing as Damian quite slowly dropped to his knees groaning and whimpering. Sophie balanced on one foot, keeping her ballet flats on his nutsack until he got all the way down on his knees.
Damian was on the ground hands between his legs gently rocking back and forth.
Ohhh, ohh!” Sophie exclaimed, holding her hands against her own crotch in mock sympathy, before standing up, laughing heartily.
“That was a classic Sophie! And right on target, Damian is down for the count!”
Sophie put one foot on his torso, and did a bodybuilder pose for the camera.
“That was awesome!” Latisha exclaimed with a wide smile, almost sounding more like a schoolgirl then their mother. She put the camera away and went and hugged her daughter.
“Thanks mom, but it was really easy to do, and thanks to Damian I could really feel them squish without underwear on.”
“I can’t believe you did that, it feels so bad, you got me so good.” Damian managed to say through the pain.
Latisha looked down. “Oh come on, it wasn’t that hard of a strike, and if we’re lucky maybe you’ll thank her for it later. And besides, Sophie had never kicked a pair of balls before, it only makes sense to try it out on the family jewels.”
After about an hour, he was fine enough, a little tender though, and he went to lie down and play with his phone.
***<Skip this part if you think Damian has had enough>
“What are these?... are these the bull testicles you talked about?” Sophie asked as they sat down to eat. On the plates were some strange deep-fried oval shapes, with some salad of course.
"Yes, these right here are," Latisha said with a smirk. "They call them Rocky Mountain oysters in Canada where there are an abundance of castrated bulls. I only got several of them in case I didn’t cook them right.”
In shock, Damian stared at his plate. “Do I seriously need to eat these? It feels like I’m celebrating Sophie’s kick. I’m not eating it, not even if they were normal meatballs.” Damian whined, getting red in the face.
Latisha flicked the palm of her hand into his nuts, squishing them into the stool. Contact from her wedding ring only added to the pain. “I want you to eat them Damian, I spent a lot of time on this.” Damian seethed in pain, clutching at his balls and catching himself from falling forward. Sophie giggled. “Yeah Damian, I’m sure you’d say the same thing, if it were loads of types of foods, scrambled eggs, real nuts, avocados, bright red tomatoes...” Sophie teased, as she chewed the bull ball on the end of her fork..
“But…”
“Maybe you’ll regrow some of your own if you eat them.” They joked.
Humiliated, but somehow still hungry he ate.
“So damian, did you end up growing any?” Sophie asked, when Damian got up to put the plate away, she then reached into the front of his shorts, clutching his testicles in her hand. “Nope, still just the two of them!” She grinned.
Damian winced at the pressure she was already exerting, shocked to do anything else except stand there with bulging eyes.
“Oh my gosh.” Latisha exclaimed with eyebrows raised and covering her mouth in surprise. “Looks like your sister has literally got you by the balls! Here let me take that plate for you before you drop it.”
Lead Damian by the balls around the room for a moment, pulling Damian up on his tiptoes by them and joking how he made a better ballet dancer. After half a minute she led him to the couch.
“Mom can you tape this?” Sophie asked.
Well… I don’t know, how about a picture instead?”
“Okay!” She exclaimed.
Latisha got in front of the couch to take the shot.
“Say ‘Squeeze!’”
“Squeeze!” Sophie said, with a shit-eating grin, and a teeth-clenched awkward smile from Damian as she squeezed.
Latisha regarded the two siblings on the couch. “Okay that’s enough Sophie, I’m sure you’ve felt how delicate they are, we wouldn’t want to squish one.” Latisha said, still in a lighthearted tone.
“Well okay” She said, a little disappointed that tonight's busting was over.
“I’m going to post this on social media, I can’t wait to see everyones reactions!” Latisha said, half seriously.
“No, give it here! Please don’t!” Damian said getting up and reaching for her cell phone in a panic.
“Well… Damian” Latisha said, putting the phone above her head.
“Give it!” He said reaching with both hands above his head.
Latisha Kicked out her bare foot out in front of her, catching him in the balls with more force than she intended causing him to fall to his knees.
“Oh, honey, I didn’t mean to do it quite as hard”, she said, trying but failing to hide a smile, “But you really left yourself open, asking for it.”
Suddenly, with yet another chuckle she noticed her blue nailpolish hadn’t completely dried and now marked the spot on Damian’s shorts where she kicked.
Sophie noticed it too. “Now we have the targets marked!” She said.
“Sophie, no! That is so bad I love it, I mean, the mark could be permanent, but I hope it will wash out.”
After a few minutes, Damian started to struggle to his feet. Latisha left the room and returned. “Here, something cold for the swelling” His mother said, handing him a bag of peas as Damian left to his room.
***
Latisha entered his room, causing a half naked Damian to be startled. “Relax, it’s just me, just checking up on you”
“So son, I take it you're still functioning properly after the hits from your sister (and I).”
“What do you mean mom?”
“Well, I’ve caught you doing it multiple times a day, and your hand is covered in cum.”
He looked but his hand was dry, but it was too late he had already looked and given himself away. Clarissa started chuckling.
“No!...” He said embarrassed. “Well it hurt when I... tried, because well, it made my balls move about and stuff.”
“Well then perhaps your sister and I should make sure to bust you every night to stop you from doing that.” She said, “That's pretty funny that something that makes you aroused can also stop you from jacking to it.”
Damian looked startled. “That’s right. I saw you getting hard when we were watching that funniest nutshot show. That, and I heard you finally asked out Jasmine today, but only after she kneed you in the balls. Hahaha! I guess that’s why we went a bit overboard with it, the chance to hit some balls again after so many decades was too much to pass up, though I knew you could take it.”
“Please mom, can you keep your voice down? I don’t want Sophie to know”
“Well, It might be a bit late for that” She said, considering something, “Sophie told me after she elbowed you yesterday, that she felt something hard so…”
“It hurt really bad though, c…”
“Alright, alright, I’ll give you until Saturday to recover, then we can start again okay?”
“Okay.”
“And don’t start acting up just to get hit” Then an idea came to her, “Wear your new targeted shorts and I’ll get the hint!” Damian blushed.
“Oh that’s right I came here to check on you.” She said as she quickly lifted the bag of peas. “They are swollen, with some redness, but it will pass soon enough” She said, placing the bag down causing Damian to wince.
“Tell me if you need anything else okay?” She said with a wink, and left the room.
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