Ballbusting Fights

 Riley and me. A rivalry for a long time. Last time we‘ve joined the ring is long ago. Time to go for our balls again. I step up. Wearing some darl blue trunks I get into the ring. Stretching and bouncing for a light warm up routine.

I step into the ring across from you with a smirk. ‘You know you can still back out now…’ I say, winking at you as I flex in my red speedos

‘I’m ready bitch!’ I say, lunge forward with my knee aimed at your balls.

I listen your words and see your knee raise. Immediately I step back in a try to avoid a quick hit. My arms raised

Your arms raised as you step back, I land on my feet just where you were standing moments earlier. ‘Too late to back out now,’ I chuckle, as you have backed up closer to the ropes. I step forward and snap kick between your legs

“FUCK!“, I yell since you are quick. Following with me almost hitting the ropes, not able to avoid your kick between my legs. I bend and grunt with popping eyes while I reach out in a try to grab between your legs

I slap your hand away. ‘Uh uh uh…you don’t get to touch!’ I laugh, then snap kick your balls a second time in a row.

You avoid my hand grabbing your balls. Just as I get aware, you kick my balls a second time. The pain is raising. I yell while my knees get wobbly

‘Still standing?’ I chuckle, ‘impressive…’ then I kick your balls a third time, the bulge in your speedo flattening up hard against your own body

“Ouh FUCK!“, I yell in some girlish high pitched voice as you fill me up with another bunch of pain. My wide eyes rolling as I get on my knees. Holding my bulge for protection with both my hands

I reach down and grab your hands, holding them up and keeping my grip around your wrists, leaving your busted bulge unprotected. ‘Man, just a couple of kicks to your balls and you’re already on your knees for me.’ I smirk, then take aim and kick a fourth time into your perfectly outlined nuts

Your large hands grab my wrists, guide my arms and open my protection. I look up while I can’t do anything to stop your next attack. The fourth hit in my balls force my upper frame bend. My forehead hitting your thighs. Accompanied with a loud painful growl.

I eye your bulge, seeing it twitch slightly. ‘I think I like you in this position…’ I say, then slam my foot up a fifth time into your balls. ‘I think it’s natural for you…’

My eyes wide open as you still avoid me from protecting my balls. Your large size ten lifts up, slammed on my balls. I feel some drops pre already leaking and grunt. Again my upperframe bending down

I keep hold of your wrists, seeing your bulge leaking. ‘Wow, that was quick..’ I say, then snap kick a 6th foot into your balls. ‘I’m really enjoying this…’ I wink down at you, then kick a seventh into your balls, feeling them crunch up against your pelvis

“FUCK! Youuu … SHIT!”, I yell with my eyes getting filled with tears. My crotch burning. But despite all my tries you keep my wrists secure. My balls unprotected. Each hit force my cock leaking some more pre.

I chuckle. ‘You must really be enjoying this…’ I say, noticing how much you are leaking in your bulge. ‘You know, eight is my lucky number…’ I say, then slam a kick into your nuts, bashing them completely against your body as the impact forces your cock to slip out the top of your trunks, completely exposed and leaking

“EIIIIGHT- AHOUWWWWWMMMM!” I grunt in a roomfilling voice as now my sword is even freed out of my trunks. Another bunch pre dropping out and spreading around. Unarmed, I feel totally delivered

‘Think we can make it to 10?’ I ask, then wind my foot back and kick a ninth one into your unprotected balls, crushing them in your pre soaked speedos

„To ten!“ I ask with wide eyes and a racing heartbeat. Still delivered and totally unprotected your size 10 force some next pre. My hips gyrate of the force

I slowly lower my foot from your speedo bulge. ‘Yeah, 10…’ then I blast my foot up a 10th time into your throbbing pulsing balls

I feel the pressure decrease. Your foot leaving my destroyed bulge. “Ahouwmmmm“, I grunt deep and look with wide eyes. “TEN!?“, I ask back and feel the following hit on my balls. I grunt. You keep your foot. Press totally calculated. Immense and still not destroying anymore. Perfect adjusted for immense arousal. My eyes roll. My frame is tensing. Shivering, twitching.

Still holding your wrist I can sense you’re close to surrendering. ‘Wow, you made it to 10…’ I say. ‘Maybe I should let go so you can nurse your poor nuts, yeah?’ I say, slightly loosening my grip. But then I tighten my grip on your wrists… ‘Nah, here’s your prize for making it to 10 straight kicks to the balls!’ Then I slam my foot up again into your balls, bouncing you up from the impact while still holding your wrists firmly

“NAHOUWAAAAHHHHH!“, I grunt in a mixture of pleasure and pain as you go on with your sadistic control on my balls.

I notice your cock seems to be throbbing harder. ‘You really thought you could win?’ I ask, patiently waiting for you to answer. Just as you open your mouth to respond, I send a twelfth kick to your full aching balls, and I see precum spray out of you

Just as I inhale for my answer, you shoot the twelfth kick. Not hard. Just forcing my next pre spreading. My frame fully tensed now. I grunt. Degraded to a toy for pleasure and pain.

‘Hmmm, unlucky 13?’ I say, watching your bulge carefully, then blast my foot up into your balls again, watching as your nuts now slip out each side of your tight speedos

‘unlucky‘ hammers in my mind. But no voice to answer anymore. Your thirteenth shot pressing my balls out of my speedos. Same moment my entire frame convulsing. My sword, still pointing out of my trunks, start to spread my warm juice around. In some large ropes. One by one. Any of the shots accompanied with a deep grunt.

 I smirk as the cum is kicked out of your balls, releasing your wrists. I let you slump down, then roll you over onto your back, your drained cock and balls still exposed. I press my foot on them and flatten them. ‘Til next time, hotstuff…’ then I leave you there humiliated

Drained, you let go of my wrists. No strength to keep up. I go down. Get rolled without any resistance. Your large size 10 one last time on my destroyed bulge. My sensitive sword twitching. I yell out once more and watch behind as you leave. „Next time. It will be YOU laid out!“, I hiss behind and try to sound threatening despite my exhaustion.