Dirty dancers (Jack meets David and Parker)

Special thanks to our reader Jack for the plot idea! If you (yes, I mean you, the one who routinely falls in love with the wrong guys!) would like to meet the Ballbusting Boys and see yourself in a story please read this post for more details.

Previous parts of the "Love hurts" storyline: 
Panic reaction
Date night
Man in the middle
Just deserts
Deep inside

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: David and Parker (click for pictures)

“So why do you want to meet with him in the first place?” Parker asked, keeping his eyes on the road. The weather was great and he loved driving his 80’s VW beetle convertible. Others called it a pile of junk, and admittedly it wasn’t in a very good shape, but Parker just loved the car. A tattered straw cap sat on top of the cute 21 year old’s flaming red hair, and he was wearing a tight tank top with tiger print and cut-off red jeans. He was driving barefoot, his leather sandals lying on the backseat of the car.

In the passenger seat, Parker’s boyfriend David was playing with his iPhone.

They were an odd couple. Parker’s campy, colorful clothing stood in stark contrast to the monochromatic palette of David’s clothes. The 19 year old dancer was wearing black dress shoes, tight-fitting black trousers and a smart black shirt that looked like it had been painted onto his bare skin. Despite the heat and less than airy clothing, there was not a bead of sweat on David’s pale face, and his black hair was styled perfectly.

“David?” Parker said.

“What?” David snapped without looking up.

Parker chuckled. David was in one of his moods again. “I asked you something.”

David let out a deep sigh and rolled his eyes before turning to Parker. “Okay, you want to talk about Jack? Let’s talk about Jack. He’s the second best dancer I know.”

“The best one being you, of course”, Parker chuckled.



“Of course”, David said without a hint of doubt. “We graduated together. He had a bit of talent, I give him that, but he didn’t come close to being perfect.”

“Perfect like you”, Parker grinned.

“Exactly”, David nodded.

Parker chuckled.

“Everybody kept talking about his talent and his charme and how great he looked on stage”, David said, his voice dripping with disgust. “It was ridiculous.” He changed his voice into a lisping sing-song, aping his fellow students. “’Jack’s awesome! Look at his body! I’ve never seen someone move so gracefully! Look at his ass! He’s---‘”

“He has a great ass?” Parker interrupted him.

David ignored his boyfriend. “Ridiculous! Everybody kept talking about him as if he was some kind of god. A Vegas showgirl. That’s what he is. Nothing more.” David’s face broke into a mean grin. “I bet he’s in the chorus line of some cheap Broadway rip-off.” He chuckled. “Dinner shows.” He let out a laugh. “Or a stripper. Showing of that ‘great ass’ off his.”

Parker smiled. When David had told him they were about to meet an old acquaintance from dance school, he hadn’t expected much. But now things were starting to get interesting. He couldn’t wait to meet Jack…

David snorted, thinking back to his school days. “Talentless bastard”, he scoffed. “You know, I had a neat little trick to prevent him from stealing the show when we were on stage together.” He turned to Parker, a cold smile on his face. “When I found out about his achilles’ heel it was almost too easy.” He chuckled. “Glass balls.”

Parker grimaced. “You mean…”

David let out a laugh. “One nice, hard kick and he’d be walking funny for a week. Dancing with a limp is more difficult than you imagine…” He chuckled.

They arrived in front of a run-down building in the red-light district. Between a shabby bar and a sleazy restaurant was a big metal door with a little sign “DANCE SCHOOL”.

David burst out laughing. “This is it?! Holy fucking shit! This is priceless!”

Parker parked the car and they got out.

A huge grin on his face, David opened the rusty door and marched into the building, yelling “Jack? Anybody here?”

Parker followed him into a very large room with parquet flooring and floor-to-ceiling mirrors on opposite sides. The wall that supposedly had windows towards the backyard was draped with heavy, dark curtains. The other wall was bare. The setting was impressive – but it was obvious that the place was way past its prime. One mirror sported several cracks, the other one was clouded from top to bottom. The parquet had several pieces missing, and the rest of it was in desperate need of an overhaul. Parker wrinkled his nose, trying to ignore the faint stale stench of the room.

David looked around, a triumphant expression on his face. “This. Is. Priceless”, he said with deep satisfaction. “Looks like poor Jack is ruined.” He let out a mean laugh. “Bad dancer, worse entrepreneur.”

David turned to Parker, grabbed his head with both of his hands, and planted a big, wet kiss on Parker’s lips. “I’m so fucking horny right now”, he whispered, his hand wandering down to Parker’s crotch before squeezing Parker’s package.

Parker let out a soft moan. “Why do you think he invited you here?”

David kissed his boyfriend again, passionately rubbing the rapidly growing bulge in Parker’s pants. “Maybe he needs money. I don’t know”, David replied, playfully biting Parker’s earlobe while squeezing Parker’s nuts hard.

Parker let out a grunt.

“And I don’t care”, David mumbled. “All I care about is you.” He playfully smacked Parker’s big bulge, eliciting a surprised yelp. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to walk for a week.” He slammed Parker against the curtained wall, kissing him passionately.

Parker groaned into David’s mouth, his eyes closed.

David slapped Parker’s balls once again. “I’m going to spread your ass wide open and---“

“David”, a voice came from behind them.

Parker’s eyes shot open and he inadvertently jerked his knee up between David’s thighs with a dull thud.

Due to David’s arousal, his dick was tenting his trousers, leaving his balls dangling freely and very vulnerably between his thighs. Parker’s kneecap connected perfectly, ramming both of David’s lovespuds flat against his pelvis just as they were gearing up for a wholly different kind of action.

David let out a strangled grunt and doubled over.

“I’m so sorry!” Parker said quickly. His eyes wandered from his wounded boyfriend to the surprisingly handsome stranger who was standing behind him.

Parker gulped. He quickly adjusted his crotch and smiled weakly. “Hi, I’m Parker.”

“Jack”, the stranger said with a wide, friendly smile.

David turned around, groaning, his face contorted in pain.

Jack let out a laugh. He was the same age as David, a slim but muscular young man with a very handsome face and brown hair. “Good to see you, David”, Jack grinned. “Are you okay?”

David rubbed his crotch, grimacing, as he looked up to Jack. “Fuck you”, he muttered hoarsely.

Jack shrugged and turned to Parker. “You should knee him in the nuts more often. He used to greet me with a kick to my own spuds.”

Parker’s face spread into a grin. “You know him pretty good, huh?”

Jack chuckled. “We’re old friends.”

David straightened. Despite the fading pain in his face, he looked nothing short of jubilant when he said, “This place is a mess. Is it yours?”

Jack laughed. “As a matter of fact, it is.”

A snotty smile spread on David’s face. “And I guess you need my help, huh?”

Jack raised his eyebrows. “No, not at all. I just wanted to show it to you, because, you know, I thought you might be interested in what I’ve done since we last met.”

David looked around and let out a laugh. “You bought a shitty place and probably lost a lot of money. Congratulations. Thanks for letting me see it. I hope you’re not expecting me to invest in this place.”

Jack laughed. “Of course not. I just bought it. I’ll rebuild it and it’ll be our new rehearsal room.” He walked over to the curtained wall and pulled the curtains aside. Through the dirty windows, they looked at a big construction site. “That’s what I wanted to show you”, Jack grinned. “My new ballet theater. 2,800 seats. The best equipment you can find.”

David’s jaw dropped.

“Wow”, Parker said. “That’s amazing.”

Jack smiled. “I know. Apparently there are some European investors who think that I’ll be able to breathe some fresh air into the city’s cultural scene. The old ballet house isn’t exactly famous for new ideas, right?” He smiled at David. “Wait. That’s where you’re working right now, right?” He shrugged. “Well, I guess there are some hard times ahead.”

David had regained his composure. He tried to hide his anger and said casually, “We’ll see.” He looked at Parker. “I think we’ve seen enough, right? Goodbye, Jack.” He turned to go.

Jack chuckled and smiled at Parker. “He’s still the same old asshole, isn’t he?”

Parker smiled weakly and turned to follow David.

“See, your boyfriend agrees with me”, Jack said.

“He’s not my boyfriend”, David mumbled, heading for the door.

Parker stopped dead in his tracks.

David stopped, too. He slowly turned around.

Parker looked at him, a hurt and sad expression on his face. “I thought we were past that”, he said in a low voice.

David looked from Parker to Jack and back to Parker again. Then he turned to Jack. His eyes narrowed. “Listen, if you want to drive a wedge between him and me, you---“

“Not at all”, Jack chuckled. “Hey, whatever you do together, it’s none of my business.” His eyes lowered to Parker’s butt and he mouthed, “Nice ass.” He winked at David with a cheeky grin.

David let out a grunt. “Listen, you fucking bastard, you---“

Jack laughed.

Back in dance school, he had loved driving David mad. It was so easy. Just a couple of mild taunts and David would explode. Jack thought it was hilarious. Pretty soon, he had found out that David resorted to low blows – figuratively and literally – whenever he felt insulted or mistreated or underappreciated.

Jack’s nuts were strong, stronger than most guys’, and David’s frequent kicks were no threat to his manhood – but he had made David think that it didn’t take more than one kick to his balls to take him out. That way, David would lay off him and Jack could come up with a new way to provoke him and make him lose his temper. Jack and his friends had laughed about it, exposing David as an ill-tempered, hate-filled, moody psychopath to the whole school.

David glared at Jack. “You’re desperate for a nut-kicking, huh?”

Jack grinned.

“David”, Parker mumbled.

David ignored him. “Remember?” he spat. “I used to kick your balls so hard your sperm would be running out your nose!”

Jack laughed.

“David”, Parker repeated, more urgently.

“It’s okay”, Jack chuckled. “I don’t take it personally.”

“Oh, you should”, David growled. “You definitely should take it personally! You invite me here to insult me and my--- me and him, and show off about your fucking new theater?! You think you can threaten me?!”

Parker smiled at Jack apologetically.

“I’m sorry”, Jack said with an innocent smile. “You feel threatened?  That wasn’t my intention at all.”

David let out an angry grunt.

Parker cleared his throat. “Maybe we should go now”, he said softly and grabbed David’s shoulder.

“Maybe you should listen to your boyfriend”, Jack said cheerfully. “Your head looks like it is about to explode...”

“He’s not my boyfriend!” David hissed, shoving Parker away and bringing his foot up at the same time, nailing Parker square in the nuts.

Parker let out a gurgling cough and doubled over, clutching his crotch and sinking to the ground.

Jack burst out laughing. “You know, if the two of you were planning on having sex tonight, maybe kicking him in the balls isn’t the best idea…” He grinned cheekily. “You are a bottom, aren’t you?”

David glared at him. “Shut up, you fucking bastard.”

Jack smiled innocently. “Why should I? We’re having so much fun!”

David inhaled deeply. “Listen, I’m fed up with your crap.” His eyes fell to Jack’s crotch, and an idea popped into his head. A mean grin spread on his face. “Let’s settle this like men.”

Jack chuckled and glanced at Parker. “You seem to know a lot about men, right?”

David smiled back at him coldly, ignoring his insinuation. “A game of Roshambo. What do you say?”

Jack looked at David. “You sure? If I remember correctly you weren’t particularly fond of getting kicked in the goolies.”

David smiled. “Neither were you.”

Jack laughed. “Yeah, you’re probably right.” He turned to Parker who was kneeling on the ground, clutching his crotch and grimacing in pain. “What do you say, do you want me to ruin your boyfriend’s nuts?”

Parker opened his mouth to say something, but before he could, David snapped, “He’s not my fucking boyfriend, asshole!”

Jack raised his eyebrows and looked at Parker expectantly.

Parker’s face darkened. “Apparently I’m not his boyfriend, so go ahead and ruin his fucking nuts. It’s none of my business.”

Jack laughed. “Okay, sure.” He shook his head, chuckling. “Alright, let’s do this.” He stood in front of David and spread his legs, putting his hands behind his head. “I’ll let you make the first move. Go for it.”

David didn’t have to be told twice. “I’m gonna kick the fucking cum out of your balls”, he mumbled before bringing his leg back and smashing Jack’s nuts as hard as he could. The athletic dancer’s black dress shoe connected with the bulge in Jack’s pants, flattening it and eliciting a grunt from Jack.

David let out a laugh. He knew what was about to happen. Jack’s handsome face would scrunch up, he’d scream like a little girl, he’d grab his groin and collapse on the floor, clutching his broken balls and crying like a baby.

Only he didn’t.

Instead he just coughed and rubbed his crotch before jumping up and down a couple of times like a runner getting ready for his sprint. The pain was visible on his face, sure, but it was a far cry from the utter agony that David had expected.

David’s jaw dropped.

“Not bad”, Jack said with a weak grin. “Now it’s my turn.”

David blinked. “But...”

Jack chuckled and grabbed his bulging package. “Looks like my jewels aren’t as weak as you remember…”

Parker let out a laugh.

David gulped. “But---“

“My turn”, Jack repeated cheerfully. He winked at Parker and smiled, “Just watch. I’ll turn his nuts into peanut butter!”

Parker chuckled.

A moment later, Jack’s foot connected with David’s crotch. It was a hard kick. Very hard. It lifted David off the ground and made him scream from the top of his lungs. A wet, loud smack echoed through the room.

“Ooooh, that sounded nasty. You’re not wearing underwear, huh?” Jack cooed, cringing in mock-sympathy.

David gasped for breath. For a second, it looked like he was about to pass out, but he managed to stay standing.

“Round two”, Jack announced cheerfully.

David’s second kick wasn’t as hard as the first one. Apparently, the pain in his own gonads was a bit of a distraction. Nevertheless, he hit both of Jack’s nuts dead-on, ramming them into his body.

Jack doubled over, grunting in pain. “Not bad”, he said hoarsely. “Again, not bad.”

They went back and forth, kicking each others’ nuts as hard as they could. It was obvious that David had underestimated the strength of Jack’s testicles. No matter how hard he hit them, he wasn’t able to land a disabling blow.

Jack, on the hand, landed kick after nut-crunching kick with the accuracy, the force and the precision that was to be expected from a seasoned dancer who knew the strength of his legs and feet.

Parker watched them with mixed feelings. A part of him felt sorry for David, but another part, a bigger part of him felt a strong sense of satisfaction at the sight of David getting what he undoubtedly deserved. With every kick that smashed David’s precious jewels, Parker’s mood lightened.

Then, Jack landed a particularly hard blow to David’s manhood. David’s eyes widened and crossed at the same time. His jaw dropped and he let out a wheezing groan.

Parker jumped up, clapping and cheering. “Fuck yeah!”

Jack burst out laughing.

Parker instantly stopped, blushing.

Jack winked at him, causing Parker’s head to turn crimson.

In stark contrast, David’s face was white as a sheet. Beads of cold sweat ran down his face. He was barely able to stand and his legs were shaking badly. A wheezing moan escaped his quivering lips.

Jack grinned. “Your turn”, he said cheekily, spreading his legs.

David’s kick barely touched Jack’s crotch.

Jack laughed and put his hands on his hips. “I could finish you off now, you know”, he said cheerfully. “How did you put it? I could ‘kick the fucking cum out of your balls’.” He chuckled as he watched David’s eyes widen in horror. “But I think I’ll take a pass”, Jack added with a smile.

David’s face relaxed.

Jack turned to Parker. “Why don’t you do the honor?”

Parker raised his eyebrows. “What?”

“What?!” David said at the same time, his voice hoarse and raspy.

Jack chuckled and walked up to David. In one swift motion, he opened David’s belt and threw it away before opening his top button and pulling his trousers down, revealing David’s naked genitals.

His big dick was dangling listlessly in front of his gruesomely swollen and badly bruised balls.

Both Jack and Parker winced at the sight.

David just let out a grunt.

Jack smiled at Parker. “I mean it”, he said, casually pushing David back so that he fell to the ground, landing flat on his back. “Why don’t you kick the cum out of him?”

Parker scratched his head.

“I mean, he’s not your boyfriend, right?” Jack grinned, lightly tapping David’s bloated ballsack with his foot and making the handsome dancer let out an anguished groan.

“Apparently he’s not”, Parker said slowly, walking up to Jack and staring down at David.

Jack leaned over and whispered softly into Parker’s ear. “This is your chance. Teach him a lesson he’ll never forget. This is your opportunity to show him that you’re only willing to go so far.” He looked Parker in the eyes and grinned. “You might ruin your sex life for a while – but it’ll be worth it.”

Parker bit his lower lip. Without a word, he raised his foot and stomped down on David’s exposed, swollen nuts as hard as he could.

David let out a gurgling squeal as his aching balls were crushed under Parker’s bare foot.

“That’s it”, Jack chuckled. “Crush them like bugs!”

A faint smile appeared on Parker’s face as he felt David’s balls flatten under his sole. He twisted his foot, crushing his boyfriend’s testicles as if he was stomping out a cigarette stump.

“Oooh, that’s gotta hurt!” Jack laughed.

Parker withdrew his foot and immediately started stomping down on David’s nuts again and again, his smile growing wider and wider as he let out his frustration with their relationship on David’s most prized possessions.

Stomp after nut-crunching stomp found David’s bruised sex organs, brutally squishing the two tender orbs against the hard wooden floor.

After a while, David’s dick sprang to life, fattening and rising slowly like a snake being called by a snake charmer.

“Look at that!” Jack exclaimed.

Parker chuckled.

“Looks like he’s enjoying it”, Jack continued with a laugh. “He’s probably into it!”

Parker laughed before stomping down on David’s nuts again. “No way.”

“But look at it!” Jack insisted, pointing at David’s dick that was rock-hard and pointing at the ceiling.

“Well”, Parker grinned. “Maybe you’re right.”

“You should have done this a lot earlier”, Jack chuckled. “Come on, go for the kill.”

Parker laughed.

“Crush that cum out of his nuts!” Jack grinned.

Parker raised his foot and stomped down on David’s nuts hard.

David let out a retching cough.

A bit of precum started oozing out of his dick.

Another stomp flattened David’s nuts like pancakes.

David’s dick started twitching violently.

Parker shifted his weight and held on to Jack’s shoulder for support. His whole body weight was resting on David’s fragile testicles and the meaty globes looked like they couldn’t flatten any further.

“You better cum now or your balls are toast!” Jack said cheerfully as David was writhing in pain, moaning and groaning as his nuts were crushed under Parker’s foot.

David’s dick was leaking precum like a broken faucet. It was throbbing and twitching, its engorged mushroom head pulsing while he was screaming from the top of his lungs.

Parker stepped down from David’s balls but before David had a chance to protect his bruised and beaten balls, he landed a hard kick that rammed David’s balls into his body.

David let out an ear-piercing shriek and his dick erupted with a huge load of cum that shot up into the air like a wet, salty missile.

Jack burst out laughing as Parker followed up with another hard kick that hit both of David’s contracting balls dead-on, crunching the two meaty babymakers just as they pumped another jet of sperm out into the open.

David was screaming and squealing, writhing and squirming as he unloaded what seemed like a gallon of spunk from his aching, swollen nuts. He was showered in his own jizz that came raining down on his face and his upper body.

Jack was laughing and clapping his hands, watching Parker kick David’s nuts again and again while David was wailing in agony.

Finally, it was over.

David’s face was a jizzy, sticky mask of pain and his black shirt was covered in cum. He curled up in a ball, moaning and clutching his sore, spent balls.

Parker and Jack looked down at him.

“Congratulations”, Jack grinned. “This may be the first step towards a healthy relationship.”

Parker bit his lower lip. “I don’t know…”

Jack chuckled. “Trust me, if you play it right, he’ll never deny that you’re his boyfriend again.”

Parker didn’t look convinced.

A little while later, Parker had managed to carry David to the car.

David was moaning, his hands clutching his crotch.

Parker turned to Jack. “Thanks, I guess”, he said with a smile.

“You’re welcome”, Jack replied. “It was nice meeting you. Maybe we’ll see each other again?”

Parker chuckled. “I don’t think I’ll get David to meet you again.”

Jack laughed. “You’re probably right. Anyway, it was fun.”

Parker glanced at David on the passenger seat of his car. “Yeah”, he said slowly. He turned to Jack again. “Good luck with your ballet.”

Jack blinked. “Oh, that.” He chuckled. “Frankly, I lied. There’s not gonna be a new ballet theater.” He grinned. “The construction site I showed you? They’re building an apartment complex down there…”

David turned his head and stared at him. Apparently, his pain was momentarily forgotten.

Jack grinned. “You should have seen your face when I told you about my ‘plans’.” He burst out laughing.

Parker chuckled and got into the car. “Bye”, he said. “And thanks.”

Jack grinned. “Thank you!”

Parker started the engine and drove away.

They drove home without speaking a word.

When they arrived at Parker’s place, Parker looked at David and grinned. “Okay, boyfriend, want to cuddle?”