White Boys' Burden

White Boys' Burden

by BBuster111

Story is entirely fictional. DO NOT READ if you are under 18 or are offended by violent and sexual content.

Part 1 The Capture

Mark and his friend Jonathan had just gotten back home from this afternoon’s college courses. They were both excited about the prospect of going to a Pearl Jam concert that evening. The only trouble was, they didn’t have any tickets! The two boys were just lounging around when Mark picked up the paper and scanned it. He took a look at the classifieds and couldn’t believe his eyes!

"Hey Jon, look at this! Two Pearl Jam tickets available for $90, must sell fast." Jonathan was doubtful.

"The same day? I’m sure they are gone by now, especially at that price." The price was higher than the normal ticket price, but not by much.

"Well, I’m trying anyway," Mark responded. He called the number and found out that the tickets were still available if they could come over right away. They were given an address, but it was in a bad part of town. Jonathan was still doubtful, but Mark finally won him over. The two boys got in Mark’s Camaro and cruised into town.

It was in a poor black neighborhood, and the boys were nervous. They knocked on the door of the house, and a young black woman answered it and asked suspiciously, "Yes, what do you want?"

Mark looked around nervously and then said, "We’re here about the tickets?" The woman smiled then and opened the door, inviting the boys in. The place was nicely furnished, especially compared to the shabby looks of the neighborhood. Arlene looked the two boys over. From the outside, they looked to be the right type. If they were not, she would quickly say that the tickets were not available any more.

"Can I get you something, uh…" She paused to get their names.

"Oh, I’m Mark and this is Jonathan. We’re OK, could we get the tickets? $90, right?" Mark responded.

Arlene paused and then told the two to have a seat while she got the tickets. She spent a moment to look the two boys over again. Mark was 19 years old, and about 5 10" tall. He had a medium build, possibly a bit on the heavy side but not fat at all. His face was good-looking but not terribly handsome, with a nice young face of good proportions. He had hazel eyes and light brown hair, parted in the middle. He had one of those bowl cuts, with very short cut hair on the sides and the back, with straight hair of somewhat longer length on top. He wore a college sweatshirt with loose fitting jeans and some kind of casual wear shoes.

His buddy Jonathan was smaller and wiry. 18 years old, 5 8" tall and on the thin side. He seemed to have a boyish body, but with some nicely defined muscles as if he had started working out recently. He had a good-looking face, with short brown hair all the way around and bright green eyes. He wore beige Dockers and a normal dress style shirt and docksiders. He might have been a trifle on the nerdy side, especially with the black digital watch he wore, but he was a cute guy anyway. They were handsome enough, so she decided to go for it.

"Howard," she called, "I need those tickets." This was the signal. A large black man came out and moved towards the pair. Mark was still standing, but Jonathan had taken a seat. Howard came in and paused, then sat down next to Jonathan. Before the boys could even get a word out, the two attacked. Yeah, it was possible to capture them by just pulling out a gun, but that was no fun! Besides, sometimes the boys they caught would try to be heroes; that was something they didn’t need! This method took the fight out of the guys fast, and combined with total surprise it was almost fool proof. Mark was just standing there, close to Arlene but looking at Howard, who was supposed to have the tickets. Arlene took a moment to aim, then brought back her foot. She then kicked forward, putting a lot of force into the kick but not so much as to damage the boy. Her foot landed dead on in the boy’s crotch, and smashed upwards into his balls and the pelvis. The loose jeans took some of the force out of the blow, but not much. Mark was lifted bodily and backwards as he reflexively doubled up. Mark never even saw the blow but felt it. At first there was no pain; he was just stunned. Mark hung there for several seconds doubled up but standing, his hands clutching towards his crotch. He couldn’t even say anything or even breathe. Then the pain hit him. It was like a wave of agony in his groin and stomach unlike anything else he had ever felt. With the pain came a terrible nausea, and his muscles went weak and he felt sick from the pain. All this hit him in an instant, and he let out a whimper and a groan as he turned away and stumbled, then fell to the floor on his knees. Now his hands clutched at his groin and he coughed and began to retch uncontrollably. Oh no, anything but my balls! Mark thought as he panicked. What was going on? Arlene watched and enjoyed as the boy dropped to the floor. It really turned her on when she brought a cute white boy down with one kick. Now she casually walked over to the young man, who was still on the floor, and she brought out the chloroform. She grabbed his neck and slammed the cloth onto his mouth and nose. Mark tried to struggle but it was over quickly and he blacked out. While Arlene was taking out Mark, it was Howard’s job to take out Jonathan. Sitting next to the boy, the larger man got close and put his arm around the boy’s neck. Jonathan pulled his hands up in surprise, trying to get the lock off of his neck and twisting in the chair. Howard took his right hand, and brought it down hard between the struggling boy's legs. Jonathan’s face turned white and his breath whooshed out as the large fist slammed into his testicles and then clawed. The iron fingers found his soft, loose balls and began to crush them. Jonathan tried to pry the hand off or sink into the cushions to escape the claw, but to no avail. Finally he let go and allowed the young man to sink to the floor. The pain had hit Jonathan hard, but he had been hit in the balls before and knew the worst would soon pass. He tried to recover, but then his arms were grabbed and held back behind his body. Howard held him now, as Arlene was finishing off Mark. She came now over to Jonathan, and the boy raised his head, looked into her eyes and pleaded, "What (cough) is going on?" Arlene looked down into his gorgeous green eyes and could not resist. The boy was well endowed, his dick was visible through his loose pants and she could even see the outline of his balls where the pants were folded in from being crushed by Howard. She aimed and kicked, aiming for his balls and scoring dead on. Jonathan could see it coming but was unable to move because he was held fast by the larger man. He cried out as the pain hit again, this time it was so bad he was ready to vomit. He twisted with pain and retched uncontrollably. Howard let him go and he fell to the floor and then they rendered him unconscious as an anticlimax.

The two unconscious boys were bound and then brought to their secret lair, where they would enjoy them in the festivities of the next day. They had to capture two more, and they had something set up for that. Their group also dealt drugs, for profit mostly but it also gave them some opportunities. A couple of young studs from the suburbs would be coming down to try to score some dope. They planned to rob them of more than just their money today. The first time they had done this, it was done for a good reason, but now they would pick guys they liked and capture them. Today’s boys were about the same age as the two college boys, but a little more streetwise and not students. One of the boys styled himself a tough guy. His name was Vince, and he was 18 years old, 5 9" tall and well muscled. He worked mostly on his upper body, his legs were a bit thinner than you might expect but not too much so. He had long, shoulder-length dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes. His face was good looking and masculine, but not a model type. He even had a cross tattoo that he wore on his left arm. He liked to wear tank tops to show off his muscles, and tight jeans with a prominent bulge. He came around with his sidekick, a young man of the same age that seemed to like hanging out with Vince. His name was Jason, and he was quiet but very handsome. He had dark red hair, parted in the middle and straight. It was very short cut on the sides and not long, but had more length on the top as was fashionable now. It looked good on the boy's 5 10", thin but muscled frame. He had light blue eyes and a strong face, masculine but boyish at the same time.

That night the two boys came strolling in on time, ready to make the deal. Vince was indeed wearing a yellow tank top and white and black high top sneakers. Jason wore loose gray sweats that showed off the outline of his genitals. He wore a tank top like his buddy, but it was black with the "Kool" cigarette logo in bright yellow-green. He also wore a gold necklace with some sort of pendant and a pair of white Nikes. He was much thinner than Vince, but his arms showed some reasonable muscles despite being thin. This time they made it simple. They pulled out their guns and immediately tried to capture the two youths. This one was easy; Jason folded fast and was almost crying with fear. Vince was pissed, but figured the worst was he was just getting ripped off. He tried to reason with them, telling them that their business would suffer from ripping them off. They cuffed Jason quickly and put a hood over his head, but then Vince got scared and resisted being cuffed. He broke from Howard and tried to run, but Arlene’s friend Tanya was at the door. Vince saw the girl, and prepared to brush her aside, but she blocked his clumsy swing and kneed him in the groin. Vince was stunned, but the pain seemed not to faze him at that moment and he pushed her against the door desperately. Then she kneed him in the balls again hard, and a moan escaped his lips as the pain and nausea now hit hard. He fell back and clutched his groin as Tanya let him go. Vince’s face grimaced in pain and he dropped to the floor, moaning "my balls “ He was then quickly bound and captured like Jason. They were now ready for the festivities tomorrow. All four boys were brought to the Lair and jailed, but given a chance to rest. They were each jailed separately and their questions went unanswered as they rested until the following night. Each of the boys had no idea what was going on, but their balls recovered (Jason was the only lucky one) and pain was replaced by fear, panic and uncertainty. They were finally brought out cuffed into a large room with a mat and placed each on one side with a large, silent black man as a guard. Each of the black men could easily overpower the boys, and there were other black men and women around the ring as well. They were not permitted to talk, and they had figured out during the day it was better not to.

Part 2 The Lair

Jason, Vince, Mark and Jonathan were now all gathered together around the mat, and Arlene got started. There were also a couple of video cameras set up, taking down the action for later enjoyment and sale. Never miss a chance for profit! Arlene chose her first victim, Mark. She directed the handcuffs to be taken off, and Mark stood up. She warned him "Don t say a word until we say you can." Mark gulped and complied. He was nervous and thinking, what the hell is going on? She drew a card, and she pulled Jason up and uncuffed him as well. She took Mark aside, and her friend Tanya took aside Jason. They both explained to the boys that they had to fight each other and the winner would be determined by the first guy to nail the other in the balls. If there was not what was deemed to be a fair fight, they would both pay for it dearly and regret it. Jason was scared and uneasy, but Tanya convinced him to try. Mark started asking the wrong questions, but a sharp look from Arlene made him shut up. He agreed.

Now Mark and Jason circled one another. They were dressed just as they had been captured, and were both about the same height. Mark was a bit heavier, however. They both seemed to delay, but finally got closer and Mark took a swing. Neither of the boys had any real fighting ability. Mark hit Jason on the chin, but it glanced off as Jason jerked back. Then Mark gave a clumsy kick that missed Jason completely and threw him off balance. Jason tried to grab his foot but he was late and missed, then he moved in to punch Mark. Mark blocked his blow and moved in with more energy, grabbing at Jason and putting him in a weak headlock as the two grappled. Mark tried to knee Jason in the groin but failed, and Jason broke free of his headlock after hitting Mark a few times in the gut and kidneys. As Mark fell back, Jason hit him with a good punch in the nose. Mark grabbed at his nose and briefly screamed, a trickle of blood running down as he stumbled back. Now Jason kicked at Mark’s exposed groin but Mark dropped his hands down and protected himself in time. Jason came at him with a yell, trying to hit him hard and knock him down, but by now Mark was angry as well. The two smashed into each other, but Jason got the best of it as his knee caught Mark hard in the gut. Mark’s breath whooshed out of him as he reflexively doubled up, and Jason grabbed his neck, jerking him to the floor and landing hard on top of the stunned boy.

Then Jason sat on top of him and punched him in the face several times until Mark just lied there stunned and bleeding. Now Jason remembered that he needed to nail Mark in the balls to win. He backed off slightly and punched Mark hard in the balls, nailing them solidly. Mark grunted as the fist slammed into his testicles, then curled up on his side and moaned as he clutched his balls. He was beaten, so Jason got up. He was tired and a little frightened of the way he could beat a guy up like that. He had never done something like that before, but it sort of gave him a rush.

The audience was not too impressed, but Arlene nodded that it was acceptable, and pulled Mark aside to treat him for the next round. In a couple of minutes, they stopped the bleeding and Mark’s balls felt better. He had not been hit as hard as he had the day before, so he felt he could survive. In fact, he wanted another crack at Jason. However, his punishment for losing would now have to be paid. He was forced to strip to his shorts. Mark stood up again in front of everyone and took his clothes off. First he took off his sweatshirt, revealing a smooth chest with just a little bit of hair on the lower belly and the chest. He was a bit heavy but neither fat nor muscular but rather in between. Then he took off his shoes, white socks and only had his jeans on. He was a little embarrassed, but then he took off his jeans. He wore a pair of white jockey shorts, and they seemed a bit tight on him. His balls were cupped at the bottom and his dick was sticking above, actually somewhat out and creating a small tent. His genitals looked about average in size, possibly a bit smaller than average but not by much. Still, he smiled then and his boyish charm came through his hazel eyes and the haircut looked good on him. The watchers liked his attitude and applauded. Then they directed him to sit down as the next fight took place.

The next round would feature the other two young men, Vince and Jonathan. It looked like Vince was a lot larger than Jonathan, since he was heavier, Taller and more muscular than the other young man. However, they would see. Jonathan was a bit tougher than he looked, and had some training in fighting since he was in the ROTC at college. He did not have much, though. Vince had won a few fights himself, but tended to be more of a bully than a real fighter. They both faced off, Vince in his tight jeans and Jonathan in his loose Dockers. They both went for each other in a quick flurry of fists. First Vince connected, then Jonathan connected just as hard. They each backed off again for a moment, then went at it again. Vince was pissed, and he grabbed Jonathan in a headlock, manhandling the smaller boy with his superior weight and upper body strength. He pushed the smaller boy towards the edge of the mat, but they had been told not to leave the mat. They were told that they would likely be "punished" if they did. In any case, the mat was large and it was not likely they would. Jonathan tried to break free, aiming some knee lifts into the larger blonde’s groin but missing. It did, however, cause Vince to lose his loosen his hold somewhat. Vince remembered the goal, so he let go and kicked at Jonathan’s groin but missed. Jonathan swung another punch but it failed to do much damage. Both of the combatants backed off for a moment, but Vince attacked quickly after that. He came in hard, but Jonathan used a move he had learned in training. He slammed his palm upwards and hard into the larger boy’s nose, catching him by surprise. Vince screamed and his head snapped back, his hands covering up his nose in pain. As Vince just stood there, Jonathan pulled back his foot and threw his weight into a hard kick that connected with the large bulge in the blonde’s pants. "Thwack!" The foot connected and Vince howled, covering his busted balls and stumbling backwards. He coughed and retched, doubled up and trying to stay up, but the pain hit too hard and he fell to the ground cursing, his strength useless now. Soon he was just moaning, curled up in a fetal position. Jonathan had won, and he was a bit elated. He was sent back to his corner and a few minutes passed. They helped Vince back off the mat, fixed his bleeding nose and gave him a few more minutes to recover. Then he was forced back to the mat, and still holding his balls and scowling, they made him strip. "Fuck all of you bastards!" he raged. Tanya looked askance at his breach and smiled. He would be punished for that! For now she waited, and Vince reluctantly stripped. He sat down, since his nuts still ached, and he pulled off his sneakers first, then his tank top. His chest was well muscled and perfectly smooth. Then he stood up again with a small groan, and quickly yanked his jeans down and stepped out of them. He wore a tight pair of white briefs, with a heavy set of balls below and a good-sized dick tucked in above. As he made to go, Tanya stepped onto the mat and stopped him, saying, "You had some tough words to say back there. Care to back them up?" Tanya was the same bitch who had busted his balls the day before. She was a small but large busted black girl, but her wiry frame had some strong muscles and incredible speed. She was also a trained fighter as well. Vince just turned and scowled at her, but then he looked a bit unsure and murmured, "sorry… I " Then Tanya gave him a hefty open handed slap. Vince was stunned by the slap and put his hand up to his reddened cheek. She then demanded, "Beg me to forgive you, pussy boy! Or fight me if you dare." This pissed him off and Vince attacked her, just as she had intended him to. His punch was backed by a lot of force, but she blocked it and shunted that power aside, opening up the young man to her counter attack. She hit him with a full force kick in his balls, and it visibly crushed them up into his pelvis as it threw him up and back bodily. The pain hit Vince immediately and he was stunned. He doubled up and spasmed, clutching his balls again as his mouth worked but he could only produce a soft mewling sound. Tanya watched as he turned away and slowly dropped to his knees, then began to retch and writhe on the floor in agony. Then she came up behind him, and yanked off his briefs. A couple of the large men then grabbed the downed by his arms, and dragged him off slowly on his back. His large pink dick was now out and flopping around with his large reddened and swelling balls. His legs still were twitching in pain and he was softly moaning and occasionally coughing. They brought him back to his corner to let him rest and recover.

The two winners were now asked to fight each other. It would be the thin red headed Jason against the surprisingly tough Jonathan. It looked like a good match. Jason moved in first and jabbed at Jonathan, striking him in the nose as his opponent tried to land a body punch. Jonathan was a bit stunned, but recovered quickly and the two grappled with each other. Jason landed some kidney punches and the two wrestled with each other, each trying to get the advantage on the other. Then Jonathan kneed Jason in the balls, and it hit his loose sack in the boy’s sweatpants. Jason fell back and put has hands to his groin, but the impact was not too severe. Jonathan hesitated, not sure of whether he had scored, but then Jason recovered and attacked again. Jonathan jumped him before he could regain his balance, and jerked his arm behind his back in a strong hold as the two hit the floor. Jason’s arm was in agony, and he twisted desperately to break free as they fall, ending up on his back but clear of the hold. Jonathan lost the hold, but grabbed at the redhead’s throat and throttled him. Jason was struggling to break free but having trouble until Jonathan broke his grip to start punching. This was a mistake because Jason was able to throw him off balance with his leg and twist to his stomach and break free. As he tried to get back up, Jonathan kicked him in the ribs but he got up and turned back to keep fighting. Jon struck again, punching Jason in the jaw but failed to connect hard. Nevertheless, Jason was still off balance and Jon got him into a headlock. Jason was desperate now, he knew he was losing but he could not get an opening. He punched and aimed for the groin, but hit Jon in the lower belly hard. The punch made Jon lose his breath and let go of the hold as he doubled up reflexively. Jason tried to kick him in the groin but was blocked. Then Jason took advantage of the fact that Jon was covering his groin and landed a hard punch in the boy’s nose. It struck hard as Jonathan cried out and fell to the floor holding his bloody nose. Jason did not waste a second. Jason had fallen on his stomach, but Jason kicked him from the rear, hitting between the legs and slamming into his soft testicles. Jonathan let out a cry of pain, and grabbed his balls and fell to his side, coughing and moaning. "Fuck, my balls!" he cried out as he lay there still bleeding from the nose and moaning. The fight was called as a victory for Jason, and after a short time Jonathan was told to strip like the others had. He looked sullen, but quickly stripped to his boxer shorts. His genitals hung loose in the patterned shorts, but only a small outline could be seen when he was holding his balls. He was completely smooth and on the thin side, including his ass, but had some decent muscles on his wiry frame. He still wore his black digital watch.

Now that the boy-to-boy fighting was over, Arlene realized that Jason had kept his balls pretty intact, even during capture. They had been only slightly bruised during that last fight, and she had liked the expression on his face when it had happened. Now he was challenged to fight her, no holds barred. Jason was reluctant to fight at first, but he was angry at his treatment and figured that he could get back at his captors. He agreed and was anxious to fight. Arlene was 24 years old, about 5 9"(taller than her friend) but had a sleek, strong female body with medium sized breasts. She wore a skimpy outfit that gave her good freedom of movement and showed her muscular legs and arms. She wore a pair of shoes with some heavy soles and heels (her "ball-kickers" she called them). She sized the boy she faced up, and figured that she would really try to enjoy this. She particularly liked the way you could clearly see his genitals outlined in his sweatpants. It was such a tempting target!

Jason moved on the girl carefully, then jabbed at her hard. The punch would have landed hard, but Arlene expertly blocked it. She then attempted to kick, but Jason backed off and she missed. Now Jason tried to close with the smaller woman and wrestle her in order to bring his superior weight to bear. He was stopped short by a sharp punch in the gut. Arlene’s fist dug deeply into the boy’s diaphragm and smashed the breath out of him. Jason fell to the floor holding his gut as he involuntarily doubled up. He gasped for breath as his mouth worked. It would be easy for Arlene to finish him now, but she enjoyed playing with her victims and let him recover. After Jason caught his breath, he stormed back to his feet and attacked again without hesitation. He knew he was outclassed but he was hurt, angry and maybe she would make a mistake. He also subconsciously could not believe that an unarmed girl could defeat him. He managed to close and punch her in the side, but she moved out of his path, slapping him across the face and then kicking him hard in the side of his knee. This made Jason fall to the ground, and as he stumbled to regain his feet she tried to kick him between the legs from the rear. However his legs closed just as she struck and she ended up kicking him in the ass. It still hurt and was sure humiliating, everyone laughed as he fell from the kick. She waited again for him to rise and taunted, "Come on, sweet thing. I’m not done with you yet!" Jason turned red and rose again, then charged. His attack flailed all over the place with desperate fury, all kicks and punches. The sheer randomness of the attack was difficult for Arlene to block, and several blows landed, including a punch to her breast and the mouth. Arlene fell back defensively and tumbled away, regaining her feet quickly. Jason kept coming, and was already there as she got back up. He hurled a powerful kick towards her upper chest, hoping to crush her. It struck but was off the mark, Arlene was able to absorb the attack and redirect the force; finally she ended up with a strong grip on Jason’s foot and he hung there spread-eagled for a brief moment. That was the only moment she needed. She kicked hard at Jason’s exposed groin, and felt her toe hit him in his loose balls. Jason grabbed for his crotch and twisted his foot out of her grasp, but as he fell to his knees he barely felt the pain. His balls had missed the full impact of the kick because they were so loose, and he had so much adrenaline going he could ignore the pain that he did feel. In truth, had he not been fighting the pain would have been devastating, but now he shrugged it off and got up again. Arlene was enjoying the fight, and she knew he was not yet broken. With one hand on his nuts, Jason’s blue eyes flashed and he got up still swinging. This time Arlene was ready and she grabbed his flailing fist and twisted the same arm that had been twisted earlier. Jason screamed now, and tried to escape by swinging with his left hand and turning back towards the black girl. Arlene quickly blocked his left hand, and now with Jason facing her, she kicked forwards and up. Her hard shoes slammed into his loose sweatpants and connected hard with the boy’s genitals. This kick was brutal, but at first Jason was only stunned as he grabbed his crotch and doubled up. Arlene let him go, watching his face work as the pain started to hit. Jason fell to his knees and let out a cough that sounded like he was about to vomit. That was the way Jason felt. His balls felt like they had been crushed completely and now the pain hit hard. As Jason dropped and began to moan and sob, he fell to his side and Arlene came up and grabbed his sweatpants. She yanked them down, and was surprised that the boy was wearing no underwear. She finished yanking them off, revealing his genitals even though he tried to cover them. He had a nice sized penis and very loose balls, both about the same color as his light, slightly reddish-pink skin. His balls were visibly swollen, however, and hung loosely between his legs as he writhed around in pain. All he had on now was his tank top and Reeboks. He seemed to have a little bit of reddish belly hair that came up from his crotch hair, and his legs had the same delightful reddish hair as well. Arlene spent a few moments tormenting the boy, pulling his head up by his hair and exposing him in several ways. Jason still thrashed around but the pain was too great for him to defend himself. Finally his arms were both grabbed and he was dragged off back to his corner.

What to do next? Well, to make it fair, they decided that it would take two guys to equal one of the girls, so they brought back Mark and Jonathan the college boys to fight Tanya. Both boys were in their shorts still, and Tanya was scantily clad just like Arlene. She was a bit smaller, but just as tough. Jonathan then told them he did not want to fight her, but they threatened him with extreme pain if he refused so he finally decided that it would be best to go along. At least this way they had a chance, and it was two on one after all. Mark and Jonathan spoke briefly, then split up to attack from two sides. Tanya feinted, then spun towards Jonathan and kicked at his groin. She missed, but caught him in the lower belly. Jon grunted, but then managed to punch and connect hard with the girl’s jaw. Tanya spun away, and Mark moved in to attack, attempting to grab her in a headlock. This was a mistake, as she brought down her left arm and clawed at his testicles. She failed to grab them but her punch gave Mark a sharp jolt of pain. He let go with an involuntary "ughhh " and spun away holding his nuts with a pained expression on his face. It was not fast enough, though, because Jon had come back and hit her in the chest with a hard punch, knocking her back. Then Jon gave her a dose of her own medicine, kicking her hard between the legs and crushing her delicate cunt. Tanya screamed shrilly and fell down from the sharp pain and the force of the blow. Mark was still doubled over, breathing hard and trying to recover from the renewed pain in his balls. He just felt sort of sick and the desire to fight left him completely. Jon continued the attack alone, sensing victory. Jon jumped on top of the black girl, grabbing her arms and trying to put her in a hold. He got one arm but could not get a hold yet. As the boy struggled to hold her, Tanya twisted and elbowed him in the gut, but he ignored it and kept going. Jon yanked on the arm he had, but Tanya was able to shift her position to avoid a bad injury. Then she got a foot loose and kicked the side of Jon’s face. Jon fell off of her, but recovered and kicked back hard, trying to stomp on the girl. He missed as the girl grabbed his leg and tried to kick him in the groin, so he backed off and went to get Mark’s help. "Come on, you asshole! Help me out here!" he screamed. Mark finally got a hold of himself and moved to help, but by then Tanya had recovered. It was harder than she had thought it would be to nail these two guys! "Come on! Let s get her!" Jonathan cried and the two moved in on Tanya together. Tanya waited until the two got close to her and then dodged as the two tangled with each other’s attacks. Then she saw an opening and kicked at Jonathan, slamming his loose balls in his boxer shorts upwards and into his crotch. Jonathan’s mouth opened and worked as it attempted to scream, but instead he dropped almost silently to the floor as his hands clutched his balls. They felt like they had just both exploded; the pain was excruciating. Mark tried to punch her now, but she moved and the punch hit only air. As the boy went off balance, she grabbed his arm and twisted it behind his back. Mark fell to his knees in the hold, and the fight went out of him. His buddy Jonathan was curled up on the floor, clutching his balls and sobbing, and his own balls still felt none too good as his arm was being twisted. Mark cried out "Please, I give " and Tanya just laughed. She let him go then, and commanded him "Get up and give me your shorts!" Mark got up, looking weak and beaten, and pulled his shorts off slowly. He handed them to her, as she looked him over. He was about average sized, maybe a bit smaller but not too much so, and his balls were hanging nicely below his dick a bit bruised and red from their recent abuse. Then she continued and directed Mark to strip his buddy Jonathan. Mark balked and said "Wait let him do that " He did not seem to want to do anything like that to his buddy. Tanya walked right up to Mark toe to toe. It was a bit odd, she was several inches shorter than the boy and he outmassed her considerably, but he was the one who was afraid. He just looked at her, and she reached down and grabbed his testicles, yanking them downwards but not terribly hard. To Mark it was hard enough! He turned white and coughed as the pain and nausea hit again, bending to relieve the pressure and grabbing at her hands. He pleaded with her "Oh no (cough), please “ Tanya let up on the pressure and asked him again "Take your buddy’s shorts off, give them to me, and spread him on his back with his hands away from his balls. Got that?" Mark just nodded and she let go. He took a moment longer, still holding his balls and breathing heavily, then he went over to Jonathan. He quickly yanked off the boy’s boxers, handing them to Tanya, and then tried to put his friend on his back. Jonathan resisted, starting to stir, but Tanya came over and gave him a sharp kick in the kidneys. Jonathan cried out in pain, and Mark looked up at her angrily, but then quickly looked away again in fear and moved to put his friend on his back. This time he was able to, and he grabbed both of his buddy’s arms and pulled them back. Tanya directed him to hold both his arms. Jonathan’s genitals were now fully exposed, and looked quite large especially on his thin frame. Under his large dick hung a big set of loose, now red and swelling balls. Jonathan just lied there and squirmed around, bringing his legs in and out trying to relieve the pain he still acutely felt.

Tanya and the rest looked for a moment, and then decided what to do. A large black man came up and replaced Mark, pinning Jonathan’s arms back. Then Tanya commanded Mark "Suck your buddy’s cock and make it hard." Mark just looked at her with disbelief. He stammered "I, I can’t do that please " He made sure his hands were covering his balls when he said that, too. Tanya slapped him hard, making his cheek turn bright red and then grabbing his hair with her other hand. "Do it!" she commanded again. Mark was too frightened to resist as she yanked him to his knees and put his face down in Jonathan’s crotch. "Just start sucking. You know what to do!" she directed as she still held his head by his hair. Mark tentatively put his buddy’s large, flaccid cock in his mouth and started to suck on it. Jonathan just lied there and felt it happen. He was in too much shock to even think about it, but soon he felt a response despite the pain he felt.

Mark was disgusted, almost gagging several times, but he kept on sucking because he was too afraid not to. After a few minutes, Jonathan’s cock was reasonably well engorged, and Tanya pulled his head off. Now she said. Since you are so good at that, now its time to suck Bo’s dick!" A huge black guy came up to Mark and jerked him over. He had pulled down his pants to reveal a gigantic, semi-erect and uncut black cock. Mark was stunned at its size, but the strong hands soon put his mouth down on it and forced him to start sucking. Mark sucked for a time but finally gagged in disgust and came off of the cock, trying to wriggle free.

In the mean time, Tanya had mounted Jonathan’s erect cock and started to screw him while she grabbed his tortured balls and twisted. It was a mixture of extreme pain with pleasure, and Jonathan could not help but keep his erection even as it felt like his balls were being destroyed. His legs squirmed uselessly, trying to break free but he couldn’t. Soon Tanya was reaching orgasm and Jonathan was about to as well. She quickly pulled herself free and Jonathan shot his load all over his belly. As Jonathan shot his load, Tanya brought back her foot and kicked him sharply in the balls. The boy screamed as his nuts were smashed at the same time he was cumming. As she masturbated herself watching, she kicked him again and his body spasmed in the agony, cum still dribbling from his cock. He began to retch but since they had not fed the boys there was little vomit. He was twitching and writhing and trying to vomit at the same time, and the man who held him decided to let him go. Jonathan just curled up, his body still retching and writhing in agony. Tanya was watching and pleasuring herself at the spectacle.

While Tanya finished off Jonathan, Bo had to deal with Mark. The boy had pulled himself away, so Bo struck him in the nose, sending him reeling with a broken, bleeding nose. Then he reached down and grabbed the boy’s small testicles and dragged him by his sack as Mark howled in agony. Bo had Mark by the balls, and jerked him onto his stomach, still squeezing his sack mercilessly. Mark began to retch and tried to vomit, but nothing would come out. Then Bo held his hair with one hand, his balls with the other, and jammed his giant throbbing cock into the college boy’s ass. He buried it deep inside the boy’s insides, feeling stuff tear as he did. He used the boy’s tortured sack as leverage, so that if the boy tried to pull his ass free it crushed his own balls even worse! It was agony either way. The pain was incredible as Mark felt himself invaded and violated. It felt like a red-hot iron poker was being shoved up his ass as he was repeatedly invaded. Bo continued to fuck the tortured boy, and finally he came a huge load. Some of it pumped into Mark’s insides, and then he pulled out, shooting some on his ass, his back and finally with a rearward yank he shot the remainder on the boy’s swelling sack. He let go as he spent himself, and Mark began to sob and cry, begging "Oh God, no. Please, no more "Bo wasn’t done yet. He grabbed the helpless boy’s two arms and yanked them upwards and together as he felt joints and tendons begin to strain and snap the grip was so strong. Mark’s ass hung in the air, and his toes spread the boy’s legs until his swollen sack hung visibly between his legs. Then he brought back his foot and kicked hard, slamming it into Mark’s already crushed balls. The first shot smacked into them but they failed to bust. He kicked again, then again and he finally felt one burst. Mark was beyond mere pain as he reached previously unknown levels of pain as he gagged and retched with his face jammed in the mat. As one ball burst, another black guy in the audience was masturbating and came up to the boy, shooting his wad onto Mark’s ass and his half ruined nut sack. Bo kicked again, brutally hard, but the remaining nut slipped aside and into the boy’s asshole, barely surviving. Bo decided to end it, and he let Mark down clutching his almost totally ruined manhood.

Both Jonathan and Mark were now dragged away to be disposed of. They were not killed, but just thrown naked out the door of a van in the suburbs where they had come from. Believe me, the housewife that found Mark was a little bit shocked, as were the schoolgirls who found the naked Jonathan! Mark was treated at the hospital and eventually recovered, but he was sterile and had to get a prosthetic testicle. Jonathan was not as badly ruined, but his fertility would suffer as well in the future. Neither boy could give the police any convincing leads, and in fact at first Jonathan was almost charged with exposing himself! However, that story is over, and we left the fate of the other two still up in the air. They grabbed the two naked and beaten boys, Jason and Vince, and soon had Jason totally stripped and Vince tied up on his back spread-eagled with his legs in the air. His large balls and dick just hung there fully exposed with his pink asshole puckered underneath. Then they told Jason he had a choice. He could fuck Vince in the ass, or they would let Vince go and have him get fucked in the ass. If Vince declined the honor, Bo would take his place. Jason was mortified, but had to agree since the alternative was far worse. He had some understandable trouble getting aroused, but Arlene helped him by taking off her shirt and waving her jiggly black tits around. They also gave him some Vaseline and let him lube up Vince’s dry asshole. Vince squirmed around but did not say much as he feared getting hurt again. Finally Jason took the plunge, and began to screw his buddy in the ass. Jason tried to think of it as a vagina and that he was fucking the black girl instead, but then they jerked his head down and made him look at Vince’s genitals. "You like fucking his ass, don t you?" Arlene taunted him. "No, you re making me do it." Jason said. "Well you don t have to, you know, if you don t want to." She replied reasonably. Jason fell for it, and said "Really? Well then I won’t" and he pulled out. With that Arlene yanked his head back by his hair and he stumbled back, dick still at attention. Curtis was nearby, and he instantly kicked the exposed Jason in his balls again. The kick was so hard that Jason was hurled into Arlene and she almost fell from the force of the blow. Jason lost all his breath, dropped to the floor as the agony hit like a red tidal wave. He wanted to vomit but only bile flowed, and he desperately felt for his balls. Oh my God, he thought, I’m ruined! He felt his balls and they were crushed, one of them at least had been ruptured from the incredible force in that kick. Arlene kept her grip on his hair, and was handed a huge dildo that she now slammed up his dry asshole. She fucked him with the dildo for a while, stretching his rectum for Curtis, who now bent over to screw the boy. He fucked Jason hard in the ass, screwing him into the ground as he humped him hard, finally shooting his entire load up his rectum. In the mean time, there was a group of about five remaining black guys who got ready to gang bang Vince.

One would come up to Vince and give him a kick in his meaty balls. Vince would howl as his balls were crushed, and then the black guy would fuck his ass for a about a minute, sometimes kneading his bruised balls, sometimes not. Each guy took his turn, and each time Vince got kicked in the balls again. Not too hard to crush his balls, but the cumulative affect began to tell. Vince was sobbing as he writhed in his bonds, unable to escape the ineluctable destruction of his manhood. By the second round, each guy started to cum. In his ass, on his belly, and all over his swelling balls. The last guy now came up to him, and his kick burst one of his balls finally. He fucked Vince in the ass as he twisted the remaining nut in his hand, and after he came, he turned and kicked once, then again and finally his last nut burst. Vince fell unconscious as his balls were completely destroyed. These two were thrown into a city alley naked. Several bums and other folks fucked the naked Jason again before he was finally picked up and brought to the hospital. Vince was completely ruined and became mentally deranged from the trauma and now thought he was a girl, but they were able to save Jason’s testicles somehow and he recovered from the experience.