In John’s hometown there was a tradition to go to the beach on one of their summer festivals. It was a hot day, and he wished to swim at some point, but John had grown out of his board shorts as he had not gone to the beach in many years. All he had was his school issued speedos that all boys at his school had to wear when on the swim team. He remembered this one time some bored students played whack-a-mole where they would smack a guy in the balls. Or when the girls used to tease the boys at how little to the imagination there was, or if any of them were getting an erection. He shuddered at the thought of walking through crowded pathways at the beach like that.
“I guess you’ll just have to wear your speedos from school.” His mother said.
“Don’t worry about it, John,” His sister said reassuringly but smugly. “No stranger is going to punish you out of the blue if they see you like this. And If we meet some of my friends, they'll still be worn out from two days ago when we practised on you.”
Once they got to the beach, they did the usual things you do. “I’m going off on my own for a bit.” John said, bored out of his mind, checking out the arts and crafts stalls, heading onto the sand. He passed by some volleyball, sand sculptures, until the crowds thinned and he came across a group of five discussing something.
A gorgeous girl in a blue bikini approached John from the group. She looked to be about his age. She had blonde hair tied in a ponytail behind her with an elastic, light freckles on her nose and cheeks, blue eyes and an incredible body, and she looked like she had recently gone swimming in the sea. John recognised her from a few events he had gone to, but hadn't seen her in a few years.
“Hey, I know you! John, wasn't it?” She asked, “Mine’s Jane.”
“Uh hi, what's up.”
“Well, my cousin and his friend were looking for a guy to be part of some dumb competition, do you want to join us?”
“Uh sure, what's the competition?”
“It’s just a race.” She said, hiding a smirk.
She then introduced him to her family, her male cousin, his friend, her female cousin and then her mother.
"Hi, welcome John, are you going to join in?" She asked.
"Ye-yes maam," He replied. He couldn't help but stutter. He was amazed by how adorable the girl’s mother was. She had the same features as her daughter, but more pear shaped and was wearing a sarong.
"Aw sweetheart, you're quite brave" she said to him, "Come up the line." He followed her to a line in the sand where the two boys were standing, getting ready to run to the finish line. The girls were gathered around behind them. John thought this was kind of strange, but he wanted to be a part of the group; so it didn't phase him.
“Ready,” he heard the mother say, “kick!, Go!”
When he heard her say kick, he felt Jane’s right foot thud right between his legs from behind.
WHACK! His eyes popped right open, and his jaw dropped. Jane had kicked him right in the nuts. He began falling forward, but managed to comically half run, half hop to the finish line,
His face turned red as he ran out of breath at the finish line. Some tears came to his eyes and he went down in the fetal position with his eyes closed. He began to hear laughter from everyone else. Every one of them was laughing, not a single one showing sympathy. This went on for about four minutes. John reopened his eyes and was staring at the girl's feet that just kicked him. looked up to see Jane looking down at him with a sheepish smile a foot away from him. He looked up to the right to see her mother laughing away at his pain as well. And her cousin also laughing with a hand down his shorts, nursing his nads. He could finally feel okay enough to sit back up. He could feel the pain in his stomach at this time.
“Sorry my dude, my cousin bragged that he could probably beat his friend in a race, even after being kicked in the balls. we just needed a control sample for our experiment. I hope your outfit didn’t put you at a disadvantage.”
"My balls," he stated in a higher pitched voice than normal that caused a burst of laughter once again.
Her mom did finally help him up after that and lead him to where they were set up. A few beach towels and an umbrella. She sat him down on a beach towel while she opened an icebox.
"You okay, John?" she asked with a silly smile on her face. You could tell she felt a little bad for him, yet thought it was totally hilarious. She handed him the cold drink, and he placed it against his balls.
"What's wrong?" She then had the nerve to ask. He looked up at her, confused.
"I got kicked in the nuts," he answered as she resorted back to laughter.
"I know, Jane didn’t tell you what would happen?"
"No," he replied, "This hurts and is humiliating." He felt a little upset with Jane now.
"I know," she said, "A kick in the nuts is funny for everyone except the guy that gets it. Which in this case, happened to be you!" She just had to keep rubbing it in even more. It was as if she was proud of what her daughter had done.
"Would you feel better if I helped you get Mike back?" she asked.
“Mike?”
“My nephew, it was his idea you know, he bragged he'd been hit there so many times he could ignore it and still win a race, which he did.”
"I guess it would make me feel a little better,” John said, “But I would rather get Jane back.”
“Oh yes.” She giggled. “I guess that would make sense, I think you’ll be very disappointed by the reaction though, for obvious reasons! Are you sure about it?”
John said yes, and she walked back to the rest of the family while he sat there with the ice pack for about 2 minutes. She came walking back in and looked over at him.
"Jane agreed to let you kick her in return."
"Really?"
"Yeah come on."
***
He followed her back towards the others, John couldn’t tell if Jane was blushing or mildly sunburnt as she looked down at ground. She patted his shoulder and then stood behind him as he got closer to Jane.
"Listen dude, I'm sorry about what I did," She said, "I'm gonna spread my legs and you kick me as hard as I kicked you and we'll call it even okay man?"
"Okay," He agreed, though he planned to kick her a little harder. She spread her legs for him. He got into his kicking stance and was about to lift his right leg when WHACK! Right from behind her mother kicked him in the nuts what felt like as near as hard as she could. His heels left the ground before completely dropping into the fetal position. Everyone laughed at his misfortune even harder this time. And he heard them giving her mother a high five.
"You're so stupid!" Mike told him while laughing, "You weren’t expecting that? even if you were doing it to me?"
John pulled his head up from the sand, looking up, Just then he saw Mike sneak up behind Jane and boot his foot right up into her crotch.
“Hey!” She exclaimed behind her, seemingly unaffected by the kick with a stupid grin. Her cousin then bolted off, running and giggling with Jane’s mother playfully chasing after him.
“Oh, your poor balls, ooh!” Jane mocked as bent over and wiggled her hips with her hands on her inner thighs, pretending to be in pain. And further mocking him unintentionally; as he looked up at her bikini bottoms to the deep and obvious crease of her vagina, the camel toe evidentially created by her cousin's kick to her crotch area. At that moment he was very envious of her lack of pain, and balls as he stared at her. He tried to get his breath back, but still felt awful, even with the distraction of Jane.
“John, are you alright?” she then asked, with sudden worry. “That looked like a fairly hard kick, harder than when Mike refused to clean his room.” She had a look of worry on her face. “Do you need to check on them? It’s probably fine, but I’d hate to see you in any real medical trouble,”
Without thinking, John lifted the waistband of his speedos to check on himself.
“Hmmm not bad, not too bad.” She said as she looked over him from the side, right down his open drawers. John turned bright red. “Oh I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to pry,” she said, grinning ear to ear. “Will a look from me make up for it?” She looked about the near empty beach and then lifted one side of her bikini, exposing a breast for a few seconds.
John recovered enough to walk, and Jane’s mom bought him icecream to say sorry. John ate it with them in silence and had a game of catch afterwards. When he told them he had to catch up with his family, Jane elbowed him in the ribs playfully and said "Hope to do this again next year!"
“Where have you been all this time?” John’s mom asked him when he got back. “I bought you some boardshorts by the way. But you’ve been fine without them haven’t you?”
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