Learning About Ballbusting

Learning About Ballbusting, By aaron

During the years I was in grade school I had been kicked in the balls a few times, especially after the girls in my school learned how sensitive a boy's balls are. It was pretty common for guy to get hit in the nuts on the playground or after school. The guy usually dropped to the ground for a few minutes screaming about how much his balls hurt, letting the world know that he indeed did have balls.

But it wasn't until I got into high school that I learned just how much pain a guy can feel in his balls. That was right after I began puberty. I grew taller, hair started growing on my body and, most importantly, my nads grew much larger. That was also when I noticed girls.

I started hanging around with this girl that lived down the street, Jenny. One afternoon we were out in the forest preserve, joking around and teasing each other, when one thing led to another and an argument began. After arguing for a few minutes she said what we were doing was silly, that we shouldn't be arguing. I let my guard down for a second and, without warning, Jenny kicked me square in the balls as hard as she could.

The pain was intense and instant. Instead of a slow dull ache building in my balls and growing up into my stomach, like a kick in the balls produced when I was in grade school, agonizing pain exploded in my balls and shot into my stomach with even more agonizing pain. By the time I hit the ground, less than a second after her foot smashed into my nuts, I was gagging, coughing and gasping for air as I clutched my nuts tightly and rolled around on the ground. I instinctively curled up into a ball to try and protect myself and clutched my balls tightly trying to relieve some of the pain, but nothing helped.

At this point I was unaware of anything that was going on around me, my entire world centered on the agonizing pain that was racking my body from my balls. Jenny told me that I just laid there moaning and coughing for over half an hour, crying about how much my nads hurt, though I don't know how long I was actually on the ground. My friend said she was sorry that she hurt me so much, that she didn't mean to kick me as hard as she did.

At this point I was able to sit up against a tree still holding my aching balls while I rocked slowly back and fourth. While still apologizing for hurting me so much, Jenny asked if she could do anything to make me feel better. Though still in a great deal pain, I didn't want to pass up the opportunity. I told her that if she massaged my balls they would feel better so she placed her hand on my crotch started to rub.

I don't know whether it was because she didn't know what she was doing or if she wanted to hurt my balls more, but she pressed too hard and my nads throbbed in agony again. But my dick instantly grew hard as a rock, pressing even more against my balls. Noticing my hard cock, Jenny started rubbing my dick through my pants while I groaned from the agony produced by my trapped balls.

I moaned that my dick was pressing against my balls and hurting them worse so she undid my pants and pulled them down. My nuts were red and swollen, while my dick was standing straight up, throbbing. She wrapped her hand back around my shaft and started stroking. After just a few seconds I couldn't hold back any longer and shot load after load of cum all over the place.

For a second the pain in my balls disappeared then, wham, it felt like I’d been kicked in my nuts again. I fell over on my side, writhing in agony. I laid there, pants around my ankles, clutching my aching balls for another fifteen minutes.

My balls were sore for several days after that. I had never experienced any ball pain like that before but I have many times since. It seems ironic that the very same balls that made me grow stronger, taller and more muscular, also grew larger and much more sensitive, making me vulnerable. After that point the slightest blow to my nads would drop me to the ground and a good hard hit would incapacitate me for an hour. But also after that point I came to associate pleasure with pain. An orgasm after being kicked in the balls is like no other orgasm I know of.

Vita Tries Out a New Technique

It's pretty well known that almost any man can be completely incapacitated by one kick square in the nuts, reduced to a writhing ball on the floor completely unable to defend himself. Not just any kick will do it though. It has to be almost perfectly aimed, one that the guy doesn't know is coming or has no way to protect himself since we men have an almost instinctual ability to protect those tender orbs hanging between our legs.

I learned about that when I was 13 years old. For years the game on the school playground was hit the guy in the balls so you either had to become pretty good at defending yourself or spend a lot of time rolling around on the ground in agony. The smart guys used to carry their books in front of their groins or, if they didn't have any books, keep their hands nearby their crotches ready to defend themselves at a seconds notice.

But that was the year that one of the girls in my class, her name was Vita, learned from her older sister that you could kick the guy in the balls from behind as well; that in fact it hurt a guy even more to be kicked in the nuts from behind. Not only would the guy be unable to protect himself because he didn't see it coming, but his nuts would be pushed away from his body and twisted in their sack by the force of the kick. The best of both worlds, combining a pull and twist with the devastating force of a kick, any of which causes a male excruciating pain but when they're combined increases the agony geometrically. And guess what, I was the first guy in the class to learn that lesson.

Back then, the suburbs hadn't yet filled in all the farms where we lived. A group of my friends and I decided to take a shortcut across a pretty isolated field on our way home from school one day. We stopped by a pond and were throwing stones in, not paying any attention to the group of girls that was walking up behind us. I was standing there throwing rocks with my legs slightly apart and I must have presented an irresistible target for Vita to try her newfound technique on.

Vita, the girl in my class that seemed to take the most pleasure in racking a guy's nuts, quietly snuck up behind me, about to deliver the most devastating blow to my tender young testicles that I had yet experienced. Without anyone hearing, she stopped, aimed and delivered a full-force kick that landed perfectly. Her square toed shoe hit me dead on the in the back of my sack pushing both my nads forward and up.

The force of the kick almost lifted me off the ground. In one blinding split-second my entire universe centered on the agonizing pain that was shooting out of my balls into my stomach and up to my throat. The momentum of the kick pushed me forward as I collapsed to my knees then fell over onto my side rolling up into the fetal position. I was writhing and crying, clutching my balls for all I was worth in a vain attempt to relieve the pain that had become my entire world.

For a while I couldn't see or hear anything; all I was aware of was the agonizing pain starting in my balls and traveling through my body. After I don't know how long, through tears in my eyes, I could barely make out the other students pointing and laughing at me on the ground. But at this point the pain was so excruciating that the embarrassment that accompanies a public racking hadn't set in yet. I was on the ground for almost 20 minutes, unable to move except for the involuntary spasms that are part of a good ball busting. I was coughing and gasping for air, feeling like I was going to puke my guts out.

When I was finally able to stand up, with the help of my friend Don, I made what is in retrospect one of the most stupid moves of my life. Vita had walked up to us apologizing for what she had just done to me. Even though she truly liked racking guys’ nuts, she must have thought that she kicked me a little too hard and was feeling sorry for me. I was in no mood to listen to anything she had to say, but I should have kept my mouth shut. I said something like, "Look bitch, get the fuck away from me."

I was stooped over with my hands cupped over my nuts both because they still hurt like hell and also to protect myself from another kick.

Short But Sweet, by Ballbasher69

I remember this story of my first year in High-School:

There were these four girls in my class who were bothering me and my group of friends (I guess they had a "crush" on us or something!) and we were always verbally bickering. One day this one girl told me that if I would not stop cursing her, she would kick me in the balls and make me childless. I didn't pay attention to it then, and we didn't stop this feud even though she threatened to kick me.

The next day as I walked to the back of the school, I hear this girl yelling, "Let me hear you apologize or I'll make you childless!!” I didn't see her, just heard her voice. I turned the corner of the building only to see her standing face-to-face with my friend pinned on the wall by this girl, as the other three girls are standing around, and she is squeezing him by the balls and yelling at him. 

As I got closer I could see that her hands were wrapped around his bare balls, as he was stripped of his pants and underwear his eyes were rolling back, and he was squirming in short little jumps, as the girls were laughing and cheering for the girl squeezing to squeeze harder until all his sperm comes out!

I was horrified and ran up to free him. I pushed the girls away, and tried to interfere between the girl and my friend, but she wouldn't let go. She had this crazed look in her eye, and told me to back off, and that she would let him go only when he would cum. I could see this guy squirming and on the brink of passing out. I could see the pre-cum on his swollen penis. As he was jumping in short intervals, in convulsions, I could see the semen coming out his penis, as he passed out.

The girl kept on holding on to his balls, and squished them until I could hear a little pop, and as this happened a sudden flow of watery sperm gushed out, and the girl was laughing scarily as her hands got wet with the largest amount of sperm I've ever seen. She finally let him go, and we had to rush him to the emergency room, where he stayed for about a week and a half...