Monday, February 19, 2018

Snapshot: The training

This is the eighth part of a loose series of short stories inspired by pictures that I found on the web. They don't necessarily feature any of the regular characters. If you have an inspiring picture let me know by leaving a comment or sending me an email (

Previous episodes:

The loser
The farmer's sons
The intern
The boyfriend
The package
The nutcracker´
The candidate

Kris took a step back and smirked. "Brace yourself, bro. This is gonna hurt."

"Shit", Tanner grunted and clenched his eyes shut.

He was hanging from the ceiling, tied to the heavy sandbag, unable to protect himself.

Kris had worked his way south, starting at his pecs. When they had assumed an acceptable shade of red, he had moved on to his abs.

Tanner's abs were pretty fantastic - but Kris' uppercuts were, too, and Tanner was in a lot of pain due to Kris' very impressive punching technique.

Now, Tanner's abs were done.

His nuts were next.

"Shit", Tanner repeated, opening his eyes to see why Kris hadn't punched him in the nuts yet.

His buddy had been waiting for this precise moment. He wanted to see the pain in Tanner's eyes. That was the best part.

Kris delivered a picture-perfect blow to Tanner's manhood, ramming his tender testicles into his body and squishing them flat.

Tanner let out an anguished wail.

"Yeah! Bull's eye!" Kris laughed and threw another hard uppercut at Tanner's dnagling ballsack.

Tanner screamed from the top of his lungs.

"Fuck yeah!" Kris yelled. "This is fun!"

Again and again, Kris gloved fists connected with Tanner's rapidly swelling balls.

"Kiss your sex life goodbye!" Kris laughed as he delivered a particularly nasty blow to Tanner's nuts.

Kris knew he had to make it count.

After all, next week was his turn to get tied up for Tanner's training session, and he knew Tanner was not going to go easy on him...

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