Good times

Featured in this story: Ben and Kev (click for pictures)

Today, I visited Kev at his dorm again.

A couple of days ago, he had told me that he hadn’t finished working on the flyer for the Charity Nutshot Festival yet. Now, with the first day of the Festival only a couple of days away, I wanted to see if there had been any progress.

Kev had been very good as acting president of the Ballbusting Olympics Committee (BOC), and I was sure he would do a good job in advertising the Festival – but I decided that I’d better keep an eye on him, because he tended to be a bit lazy from time to time…

I hadn’t reached Kev on his mobile phone, so I decided to drop by.

I passed the entrance and stood at the stairs. I looked up. Kev’s room was on the second floor. I decided to go down to the basement, the leisure room, where most of the committee meetings had taken place.

As I walked down the stairs, I heard loud noise and laughter.

I opened the door and looked inside the room.

Kev was surrounded by a couple of guys, all in their early twenties. Most of them were shirtless, with smooth, muscular chests and well defined abs.

Kev was shirtless, too.

“… bam, right in the nuts!” Kev grinned, making a kicking motion with his sneaker-clad foot, stopping short of Ben’s crotch who was standing opposite him, obviously embarrassed.



Ben winced.

The guys laughed and clapped their hands.

“And, you know, he has this date with Cindy that night”, Kev grinned.

A couple of guys whistled, other nodded and grinned.

“Hot fucking date”, a guy mumbled.

“Yeah, so I tell him, ‘It’s okay, you’ll be fine…’” Kev laughed. “And then it’s another kick in the balls. Bam. And another one. Bam, bam. And he’s like---“ Kev’s voice rose a couple of octaves to a comical high-pitched soprano. “‘I’ve got the biggest balls in the room…’” He roared with laughter.

His buddies laughed.

One guy, a cheerful blond with short, curly hair, patted Ben’s shoulder, laughing. “Biggest balls in the room…”

Ben’s face had the color of a ripe tomato. “It was a fixed fight”, he said in a low voice.

“Biggest balls in the room”, Kev repeated in his soprano voice. “And, oh, that was great, too… Right in the beginning, when Ben’s nuts were crunched for the first time, the guy on the other team tells the referee, ‘Sorry, man, he ran into my foot!’”

The crowd roared with laughter.

“’He ran into my foot’, he says”, Kev repeated, laughing, his eyes wet with tears.

I grinned. A couple of weeks ago, Kev had organized a fixed tag team wrestling match. Ben had fancied himself a great wrestler, and Kev had grown tired of his boasting. Ben had fought with Kev against the twins. All of them, the referee, the fighters, even the audience, knew what was in store for Ben. And Ben, totally oblivious, had gotten the nutcrunching of his lifetime…

“’Don’t worry’, I tell him”, Kev was saying. “’Your balls are made of steel’…”

Ben looked down at his feet as his buddies were laughing at him.

“Well”, Kev said, trying to breathe slowly. “Well, in the end, he has to cancel the date because he is in so much pain… Poor Ben…” Kev switched to his soprano voice again. “’Sorry, Cindy, no stud service tonight, my nuts are mush…’” He laughed. “Man, I got you good…”

Ben shrugged, grinning sheepishly. “I guess you did.”

Kev laughed and kicked in Ben’s direction.

Ben winced and covered his crotch.

“Oh, yes, I did”, Kev grinned. “And guess what – tonight I’m going out with Cindy.”

“No”, Ben said, his mouth hanging open.

“Yes”, Kev grinned and started a little victory dance, singing, “I got a date with Cindy, I’m gonna fuck her brains out…” He danced around the room, wiggling his hips and making ecstatic noises. “Ooh, yeah, give it to me, slut, yeah, give it to me…” He moved his hips quickly, making his balls inside his sweat pants slap against his body. Apparently he wasn’t wearing any underwear.

The crowd laughed.

“I’m gonna feed her my meat till she gags”, Kev grinned and quickly pulled down his sweat pants, letting his buddies catch a glimpse of his flaccid cock and plump, dangling balls. “Till she gags…” He turned to Ben, put his hand on his shoulder, and said in a mock-serious tone, “I’m sorry, man. I guess she needs a real man…”

Ben stared at him.

“You know”, Kev continued, while his buddies where laughing. “A cock she can rely on…”

Ben looked Kev in the eyes.

Suddenly, Ben’s hand disappeared inside the front of Kev’s sweat pants.

Judging from the look on Kev’s face, Ben’s hand had found the goods right away. Kev’s eyes widened in shock.

Ben drew his buddy closer to him. His biceps flexed as he tightened his grip on Kev’s nuts.

Kev’s mouth opened an he let out a hoarse groan.

The room was silent.

Everyone stared at Kev’s crotch, where Ben’s hand was squeezing the life out of Kev’s balls.

Ben grinned. He twisted his hand, making Kev let out a high-pitched yelp.

Kev’s mouth formed an O and his eyebrows rose slightly. He blinked a couple of times.

Ben chuckled. He pulled up, making Kev stand on his tip-toes.

A tiny, miserable sound escaped Kev’s lips as his eyebrows started twitching and his eyes filled with tears.

The crowd watched in silence. Some guys cringed in sympathy, others held their hands in front of their mouths to stop them from laughing out loud.

“You know”, Ben said slowly. “Sometimes you are really annoying.” His hand yanked down inside Kev’s crotch.

Kev whimpered in pain.

“I could rip your nuts off, man”, Ben whispered.

Kev’s eyes crossed slowly, his pupils turning inward.

“I won’t”, Ben grinned, twisting his hand and making Kev cough. “But I guess you’ll remember me when you fuck Cindy…”

With one final, hard tug and twist, Ben let go of Kev’s nuts.

Kev moaned softly and fell to his knees, his eyes twitching.

Ben grinned and stood in front of him.

“Say hello to her”, Ben chuckled. He brought his leg back and sent his foot flying into Kev’s crotch. His sneaker-clad foot collided with the soft bulge in Kev’s pants and crunched his nuts into his pelvis.

Kev screamed from the top of his lungs. He rolled to the side and curled up in a ball, moaning in pain.

Ben grinned. “Oh, and by the way – I want a rematch.”

The crowd erupted in cheers and laughter as Ben turned around and left the room, passing me on his way out. “Hi, Alex”, he said casually, grinning with satisfaction. He slapped my nuts with the back of his hand and walked up the stairs.

He hadn’t gotten me bad, but I grabbed my junk, just in case, as the rest of the guys left the room.

Kev was lying on the ground, curled up, moaning in pain.

“Bad timing?” I said, grimacing in sympathy.

Kev just nodded.

“Five minutes?”

Kev whimpered.

“Ten?”

Kev nodded.

“I'll be in your room...”

Okay, what do you want to see in the rematch? Do you want Ben to get humiliated again? Or does he turn the tables? If you have any ideas, please let me know, I appreciate it!