Crushing Hard 2 written by Jimmy

Crushing Hard 2

by Jimmy

 Ballbusting Boys: Crushing Hard written by Jimmy

Dear Ballbusting Boy Community,

I was planning on Max's tale being a one and done, but so many of you have spoke out and wanted some more from Max and his crush on Logan that I had to continue this tale. Miner spoiler...this ends in a To Be Contined. So its not done yet. But here is the second part. Hope that you all enjoy!

Jimmy

When Rex came home he found Max shooting baskets outside.

In the dark.

Also, to Max hates basketball.

“What are you doing?” Rex asks.

“Nuthin,” Max replies rather gloomily.

Rex sighs, Max is only like this when it concerns a boy. “So… what happened with Logan tonight?”

“Huh?” Max turns to looks at Rex, squinting in the darkness at his twin.

Max bounces the ball between his legs, feeling the right grip of the orange ball between his fingers as the bounce back comes into his hands. He tries to ignore Rex, as he shoots. The ball bounces off the backboard and lands in a bush. He almost missed the white backboard completely. 

 

Rex twists his face in a grimace, “That was pathetic, bro.”

 

“Yeah, you do it better!” Max fires back. He’s fuming as goes to look for the ball, it’s dark and he can barely see. 

 

“I would if you could find it. Come inside, it’s dark out.”

 

“No.”

 

Max turns to stare at his brother on the front porch and folds his arms, his eyes narrowing. 

 

“Max…” Rex starts but sighs. “Listen, if you are ever going to get a guy you gotta make a move.”

 

“But he’s…” Max starts but Rex talks over him. He’s not finished yet. 

 

“Don’t matter. Make a move, you got a nice set on you now…right? Go use it. Sack up, bro!”

 

Max rolls his eyes, but realizing in the dark Rex can’t see it. 

 

“He won’t…he’s….”

 

“If you never make a move nothing will ever happen. Go to his house and just…ask him out. You will know for certain than if he is interested or not.”

 

Max gulps. “I…”

 

“Sack up!” Rex says coming across the gravel and reaching between his brothers legs, feeling the plump nuggets that he is so jealous of in his hand. Max’s testicles are hot, hanging low from exercising and Rex swears that he can smell the sweat coming from him. 

 

Max’s eyes go wide and he puts his hands up, “Rex…be careful.”

 

“If I crush these you’ll never go! But if you stay I will,” Rex promises and tightens his grip to show Max that he means business.

 

Max sucks his teeth, a feeling that he is so used to coming over him. The grip on his scrotum, the way his brother curls his fingers slightly underneath his sack holding them tightly at the base while loosely at the top is one he has sadly gotten used to. The veins pop out along Rex’s forearm as he holds on tight and Max freezes up, deer in headlights never sure of the next move but knowing all the whole that it will get Rex to squeeze harder if he makes the wrong one. 

 

“….don’t. Squeeze. My balls.” Max says slowly, over annunciating each word. 

 

“Then go tell Logan that you have feelings for him.”

 

There. 

 

He said it out loud. 

 

Max is trembling now, and the uneasiness in his gut has nothing to do with what Rex is doing between his legs. 

 

He nods slowly, letting out a breath that he did not know that he is holding onto. A weight falls off his shoulders as he nods “Okay.” 

 

Rex grins, slyly and grabs his cock with his other hand and give it a tug. “I’ll suck it later if he says no or yes.” Rex wings knowingly, and releases Max’s balls but holds onto the thickening tool in his hand. Giving it a firm jerk he pushes Max away. 

 

“Go get ‘em.”

 

Max smiles bashfully grabbing his crotch and turning away. 

 

Rex slaps his ass as he heads away. Max yips in surprise and gives him the middle finger. Rex laughs and heads inside, leaving Max alone with his thoughts as he heads purposely forward feeling bolstered and a little daring. 

 

Strolling down the street with still a bit of a hardon Max pauses when Chase’s house comes into view and movement in the window upstairs catches his eye. It’s Chase, he’s changing in his bedroom and across him in the doorway is Logan. He’s also shirtless, a towel around his waist. He must have showered after his match. Max hurries, he’s not going to back down. Not this time. 

 

He takes the stairs two at a time, his heart is pounding in his chest as he reaches for the doorbell his finger inches from pushing the button when he stops. Max takes a deep breath, giving himself a moment to get centered before he touches the button.

 

A hand grabs his index finger, and a whiff of perform slams into Max as Ashley spins him around. She’s clutching her purse, car keys dangling in her other hand. 

 

“Apparently you’re hard headed.”

 

Max tries to think what to say when she grabs his shoulders and slams the business end of her kneecap deep between his thighs slamming his nuts so hard that the crunch is heard over his gasp. 

 

“Some people only learn the hard way,” Ashley spitfires her dark red lips curling as she twists her kneecap and pressing Max’s nuts even further between his asscheeks. 

 

A whimper comes from within him, as Ashley watches him fall off her overextended knee and crash down to the floor mat below. 

 

“Maybe you’ll learn the lesson this time, stay away from my boyfriend.”

 

Ashley steps over him, but one red high heel nicks him in the belly and he coughs as he cups his aching balls gasping on the rough mat barely seeing the letters that he lays prone on. 

 

The door opens and she steps inside and Max hears Logan’s voice and the warmth as he calls to her “Hey babe, I’m upstairs.”

 

Ashley replies “On my way up, baby.” She closes the door but not before she makes eye contact with Max and the evil tiny grin on her face is the last thing he sees as the door to his chance to tell Logan how he feels is closed. 

 

Max sniffles, closing his eyes. His nuts ache so badly, her knee hit him so hard and unexpectedly full force. His cock was still at half-mast. It’s no longer. His appendage has curled down trying to shelter his throbbing testicles. 

 

He wants to get up and just go home, but the idea of moving is so unappealing that he stays exactly where he is for the next few minutes until he sits up. 

 

It’s full dark now, the street lights are on but so is the porch light. It must be motion sensitive and Max realizes that someone inside might notice, someone might come. 

 

Max starts to get up, but he does so too fast and bumps his head on the doorknob and he reaches out to steady himself as the other hand grabs his head. 

 

Chase opens the door. He’s still shirtless, dressed in his boxer briefs and he looks taken aback as he stares at Max. 

 

Dirt litters Max’s clothes from the doormat and he’s holding his head awkwardly and he tries to say something but Ashley comes into view leaning against Chase, one arm draped casually over his shoulder. 

 

“Hey Max…what are you doing here?” Chase asks, before he follows it up with lYou okay?” nodding to his head. 

 

Ashley puckers her mouth “You get a boo-boo?” she asks as one hand snakes around Chases waist but she reaches towards Chases balls threateningly as she smiles at Max. The threat right there without her saying a word. 

 

“I…I was just,” Max stammers and gulps turning to look just at Chase. “I wanted to know what time we were meeting for practice tomorrow.”

 

“Usual time,” Chase says slowly, trying to pick apart Max’s coyness. 

 

“Perfect! I… I will see you then.”

 

He turns on his heel to go, but Chase grabs his shoulder “You sure? Want to come in.”

 

“Can’t. Homework,” Max says pulling free. 

 

“Oh okay, well. Have a good night.”

 

“Bye!” Max calls and he sees Ashley pull her head back and nod at Max. 

 

“Stay safe…it’s dark out there,” Ashley says, her voice as soft as velvet. “I could give you a ride home.” Ashley steps out onto the porch, her keys jingle musically as she dangles them from a single finger. 

 

“That’s a good idea, Ashley’s a great driver,” Chase says, placated by Ashley’s kind gesture. 

 

“No…I. I’m alight.”

 

“I must insist.” 

 

She’s stepping down the stairs, each foot clicking as she walks down slowly to meet him by the end of the staircase. 

 

“Tell Logan that I will be right back…I’ll even get ice cream.”

 

“Logan will love that, get me one too. Double heath bar, with sprinkles in a cone if you’re going,” Chase says, grinning wolfishly. 

 

“Anything for you, darling,” Ashley calls back as she grabs Max’s arm with her claws, her finger nails digging into his flesh. 

 

In his ear she whispers “Tell Chase goodnight.” 

 

Max gulps his hazel eyes locking on hers, and the blue of them seems cold like ice, but so sharp and keen as she narrows them. 

 

“Night Chase,” Max calls as Ashley leads him to her car, and opens her door commanding him to get inside with a look. 

 

Max does. 

 

The seatbelt buckles automatically around his waist, and Ashley turns on the car with a flick of a button as she slowly pulls away from the street telling him “Let’s go for a little ride, shall we.”

 

“What do you want from me?” Max asks.

 

Ashley laughs “Absolutely nothing. I want you to not exist in my space. And to stay away from Logan. Then you come to the house where he is staying, babysitting—“

 

“Logan chooses to stay with Chase.”

 

“Quiet, I did not give you permission to speak,” Ashley informs him slamming on the brakes.

 

Max jolts against the seatbelt and slams back into the seat, slightly breathless as he turns to look at her. Her icy eyes are fixed on his as she reaches over and grabs his chin forcing him to meet her gaze. 

 

“After we go for a little drive, I will convince you to stay away. In fact, you might even decide for your health that you have to quit a certain swim team. After all, if I need you to stay away from Logan, maybe you also need to stay away from Chase,” she says threateningly as her hand sweeps down his front and down into his shorts in one quick fluid move. 

 

Max gasps grabbing her forearm as her fingers wrap around both of his balls. Ashley squeezes tight, and starts driving as she pins Max’s nuts into her palm with her nails digging deep into the middles of nuts. Max is instantly and sadly reminded of a pair of grapes that are squished as Ashley defies his testicular walls and squishes his balls almost in half. 

 

“Not sure how much I really need to explain to you but maybe I need to make one thing certain, if you mess with Logan and my relationship you will lose one of these. Do you have a favorite nut?” Ashley asks, as her grip gets even deadlier, her fingers like that of a bear trap. 

 

“Stop!” Max pleads, his voice so loud in the car as he screams after. The bellowing roar came from deep within and he tries to pull Ashley off, but she’s locked in and not letting go of her prey. 

 

“Not until you promise me, to go the fuck away!” Ashley commands, her voice like steel as she stops at a red light. 

 

“Yes…please…let me go!”

 

Ashley turns, cocking her head. 

 

“Good. Now get out of my car.”

 

Max does not need to be told twice as she pulls her back and out of his shorts. Max tumbled out landing in a mud puddle and she flies away leaving him gasping in the mud and surprised to see that both testicles are still intact but her fingernails have left their marks, bruising both balls from her cruel nutclaw. 

 

Collapsing into the fetal position, Max splutters out some mud water and curses Ashley’s name from under his breath. He’s mad now, angrier than he’s ever been. And he is not giving up.

 

Rolling onto his front he feels the cool wet water penetrate his clothes, soaking him but a small relief reaches his throbbing nuts and he sighs as Max keeps his head away from the mud. 

 

“Call…Rex.”

 

His phone chirps, and follows the command. When Rex answers with “Hello, how did it go man?”

 

“Come…get me.”

 

“Bro, where are you?” Rex says, and Max is so thankful to hear the concern in his voice. 

 

“Mud puddle…I’m in the mud…next to CVS.”

 

“How the hell did you get there?”

 

“I’ll explain…later.”

 

“I’m coming.” Rex hangs up but before that, Max swears he heard the front door slam, and Rex taking off ready to come to his aid. 

 

Max shuts his eyes and feels his body convulse as a wave of nausea hits him. His nuts hurt so badly, and Max knows exactly what he needs to do to fix this. He needs a plan, and who better than to think of a plan than his twin Rex. 

 

 

To be continued