The B Factor - Season 2: Birmingham adventures (Elimination #2)

In our second elimination round of The B Factor - Season 2 we asked you to answer the following question: Who has the biggest low hangers? 215 votes have been counted, and here are the results:

SAFE FOR NOW (in alphabetical order):
Channing Tatum
Chris Hemsworth
Chris Pratt
Dave Franco
Dylan O'Brien
Henry Cavill
KJ Apa
Nick Jonas
Ryan Reynolds

THE BOTTOM TWO (in alphabetical order):
Louis Tomlinson
Taron Egerton

AND THE LOSER IS:

Louis Tomlinson with 11.5% of the vote. 

(More than one answer per vote was possible, so the total percentage adds up to more than 100%. The full, unredacted results of the elimination rounds will be published before the final episode of The B Factor.)

So Louis is out, and here's his story. Special thanks to my friend Jason for writing this story and for creating this wonderful title card!

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Birmingham adventures (written by Jason)
 
Featured in this story: Louis Tomlinson and Harry Styles

Louis Tomlinson leaned out of the window of a Birmingham cottage and peered at the landscape. He was holding steaming coffee, from which he took a sip from time to time. The singer came to visit an older friend, and there were still days left from his visit, but he was already longing to see his child.

As Louis thought of his family, his phone rang. He had to look twice at what name appeared on the display because he couldn't believe his eyes - it was Harry Styles’.

The former members of One Direction were once in daily contact, but when the team split, everyone went their separate ways and started their own music careers.

Louis's heart was pounding in his throat. He had every desire to hear Harry's voice, but he didn't want to give the impression that he missed him too much, so he let the phone ring a little. Moments later, he gathered courage and picked up the phone:    

“Hi.” Harry said in a scratched voice, as if he had just woken up.

“Hello, what's up, Harry?” Louis asked.    

“Yo, I was thinking. Do you remember the fan who asked me to sign her chest in 2015?”

“Yeah, the redhead in that shiny decorative dress.”

“Guess what, she wrote to me on Instagram and sent naughty pictures of herself.”

“Naughty, as?”

“Boobs, ass, pussy, feet, you name it!” Harry laughed.     

“Interesting...and that's why you called?”

“I mean...I just thought the story was funny.”     

“It’s indeed hilarious...” Louis replied with irony in his voice.     

“So, what’s up?” Harry asked.     

“It’s all good. I’m in Birmingham visiting Mark.”     

“You mean that old fart who invested in one of your art projects?”     

“Mhm…”

“Where is he now? Harry inquired.

“He went to London to do business, only to come back tomorrow.”

“Wait...should I come visit? I'm just in London myself, I could be there in 3 hours. And we could catch up a little.” Harry asked.

“If you want to.” Louis replied  indifferently.    

“See you soon...”

Harry finally showed up at the house an hour late. He hasn't changed much in recent years. As he headed toward Louis, his long, curly brown hair was caught in the wind. They hugged each other and went into the house. Louis poured champagne and they started to talk. They talked a lot about their families, musical careers and the memories of the past. The nostalgia was eventually interrupted by the fact that they became hungry, so they ordered Chinese food from a nearby restaurant.

They then sat in front of the home theater to watch a movie. The two boys dozed off during the film and woke up to the window slamming. A windstorm raged outside. Louis jumped up to close the window, but as he climbed onto the ledge to close it, a lower window also popped out due to the wind, which in turn hit him in the balls with full force.

Louis finished his move, then succumbed to the feeling of pain and fell to the ground in a fetal pose.

Harry watched his friend in astonishment for a moment, then he burst out laughing:

“Oh my gosh, the baby makers!” He screamed.

“Fuck off, Harry, this is not funny, I’m in pain!” Louis mumbled.

“As you should be. You just got a giant nutshot from the window...”

Harry helped Louis up and sat him down on the couch, then brought him some ice.

“Put this on your nuts! It's the perfect antidote to testicular pain ... and saggy balls” Harry said.

“How would you know if I have saggy balls…?”     

“Remember, we went to concerts together for years and shared an apartment. I have seen you naked more times than I would dare to confess to anyone.”

“Right...but at least I don’t have weird looking balls.”

“Weird, how?”

“If I remember correctly, we always made a joke that your testicles are like two hen eggs...I mean, how are you able to carry them? You could sink the Titanic with those bollocks."

“Well, I take this as a compliment.” Harry smiled.

The next morning, Louis took breakfast to bed for Harry and they chatted about the on-going pandemic. Both guys went through strict checks on a weekly basis, but luckily they didn’t come across the virus. Since Mark was only expected in the evening, Harry and Louis decided to spend the morning together. Since many places were closed due to the pandemic, they decided to stay in the cottage area instead of going out.

With a cocktail in their hands, they sat in the jacuzzi in the yard and continued their discussion. Harry was just telling his friend how jerk Zayn was in one of their accidental encounters when in the heat of the story, he accidentally kicked Louis's balls underwater.

“Not again...” Louis gasped.

“Oh fuck, I’m so sorry, man!”

“You are not sorry. You are smiling, Harry...”

“Let's be fair, you’ve punched me in the nuts a lot before, this is payback time...”

Louis didn't need more, leaning forward with his body and with a well-directed gesture, he grabbed Harry's crotch. Harry groaned after the sudden movement and began to fidget, but all in vain - Louis gripped the boy's weak point tightly.

“Stop, Louis, let it go!” He screamed.

“Payback is a bitch, am I right?” Said Louis in a deep, masculine voice.


“Okay, you had your fun, now let go!”     

“Not a chance...”

Louis twisted Harry's nuts. Harry had never felt such pain before. Then Louis began to press on only one of his testicles, causing Harry's face to darken, and he began to cough. Then Louis finally released the guy's nutsack and patting his shoulder, all he said to him was:

“Now, we are even, my friend.”

Harry grumbled for a few moments, then after Louis pulled out his collection of cigars, the boy softened and they lit on a Toro-type cigar together.

The boys enjoyed the jacuzzi bubbles but no longer talked. Louis broke the silence.

“I want to see them.” He said.

“See what exactly?” Harry puzzled.

“Your balls.”

“Um, what?”

“I want to see the damage I’ve done.”

Harry looked at his friend strangely for a few more moments, then stood up and took off his underpants. Although it was cold outside, the warmth of the jacuzzi had an effect on Harry’s balls as well. As he pulled down his underpants, the two sizable testicles just popped out of his pants. Harry's bollocks were really big like small eggs and they were shaved smooth.

Louis leaned closer and looked at Harry's nuts.

“Your left nut is a little swollen. I'll get some ice.” Louis said.

“Don’t. I’m fine. But I really have to go soon.” Harry replied.

The two guys got out of the jacuzzi and got dressed. Louis then traced Harry to his car, who shook hands with his friend and said goodbye. Then Louis suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him closer. The lads started kissing. They were alone in the covered courtyard cottage area, so they finally gave in to the temptation. They were both hardened in a state of excitement. But they also knew that now was not the time for this attraction to be fulfilled, so Harry reached between Louis's legs, found his ballsack, and grabbed it. Not strongly, just so much to make his friend feel that he also enjoyed the hours they spent together. Louis returned the gesture - grabbing each other's weak spots, they looked deep into each other's eyes, then Harry started toward the car.

With a loving smile, Louis watched his friend drive off the estate.

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Two down, ten to go. The B Factor - Season 2 continues!