Mark was very glad to be a part of Jackie's group. They were meant to go around campus and put up flyers for the Halloween party later this month, and Mark thought that Jackie might be the hottest girl in any of his classes. She was smart and confident, took control of study groups and projects, all of which turned Mark on.
But he also loved how huge her breasts are. He loved her ass too in her jeans, but just could not stop himself from staring at her tits. She was wearing a pretty tight t-shirt with a light fall hoodie over it and they really framed her breasts he thought. They looked so perfect and he would do anything he could just to hold them and shove his face in there. He kept on reminding himself to look away but his male gaze kept on returning to her huge breasts.
“Mark, I need help to put this poster over her. Can you help me?”
Mark nodded, shaking the cobwebs clear. He approached her, hand out to take the flyer from her hand. As he looked at it, his mind drifted to her tits again, which were right behind the orange paper.
As he approached, he didn't register the blur of her leg from underneath, her shin slammed up into his balls and slamming them against his body.
“Uuoommppphh!”
Mark's eyes bugged out as his knees buckled and he brought his hands into his rapidly swelling balls and fell to his knees. His whined and pulled his forehead down to the ground, tightening up in a ball.
“Thank you!”
Jackie then stopped on the back of Mark, using him as a stepping stool. Mark whined, wheezing and grunting as he felt Jackie's shoes digging into his spine. He struggled and Jackie stomped down with a foot.
“Be careful! Don't let me fall.”
Mark grit his teeth as he held his sore balls, body getting pushed down into the ground. He was useless as Jackie taped the paper to the post with a few layers, to keep it safe. She then smiled and stood off Mark.
“Awesome! Thanks! Oh, and it I see you staring at my tits again, I won't hold back. I'm a soccer player and have 3 older brothers. So if you care about your stupid little balls, you'll keep yourself in check. Got it?”
“Haaaaaa… ahhh… yes, yes… you crushed my balls… I'm sorry.” Mark croaked as he spit out in the floor. He coughed and his eyes watered as the pain rung in his ears.
“We'll take five. Then we have to keep moving.”
Jackie did hold back but Mark needed more than 5 minutes to recover. He was in tremendous pain and each moment was a new experience in pain. Hot, burning lead in his sack sent waves of nausea against his body and the tears stayed in his eyes. Hand desperately clutching his balls as he curled in a tighter ball and shook his legs.
“Okay. 5 minutes has passed.”
Mark couldn't believe it. The pain has been regulated to a deep, dull ache but it was still overwhelming. Once he tried to move, he groaned and felt his body start to shake. Coughing, he gripped the floor and tried to handle it all.
“Come on Mark. Stop being a pussy. I didn't even kick you that hard.”
“You… you fucking crushed them…”
“I've kicked by brothers harder and they didn't cry this long. You must have really sensitive balls.”
“Uunnn… you don't understand. It's the worst pain… I feel sick.”
“And I feel sick when pervert guys won't stop staring at my boobs. Now we're even. Now get up, I have something to do soon and you need to help me with this. Now.”
Mark whimpered and tried to push up. But he was just too weak and felt so disheveled. He was sweating and he just felt so uncomfortable. His poor, poor balls were so swollen.
“Fuck dude… okay, how about this? If you get up now and are good for the rest of this, I'll let you feel my tits? How about that?”
Mark's eyes opened wide and looked up at her. His expression was still of pain but he was unmistakably interested.
“You agree? You get up now, help and stop staring at my tits, you'll get to feel and play with them?”
“Deal.” Mark said quickly and tried hard to stand up. He had one hand clutching his balls as his legs shook and eventually got on both feet and trying to stay up. He shook and he was breathing hard but he really, really wanted to hold her tits. He looked over at them for inspiration and then looked down, cupping his balls and slowly moving forward, careful not to aggravate his sore jewels.
Jackie sighed and slowly moved on. She asked him for help and at first, had to move slowly for Mark to keep up. But as time went on, he moved a little quicker.
For Mark, the pain was still bad but living out the fantasy he's had ever since he met Jackie was at the forefront. He tired very hard not to stare when they interacted, but he couldn't help but peak. The reality of feeling her tits with both hands. His hands exploring those round globes, feeling their firmness against his fingers was making him very excited. So he had to stop thinking about it, but every time he'd see her, he couldn't stop himself once he saw her tits again and got lost in it. Then he'd remember their deal and looked away.
This cycled as they are at the end of their duties. There was only one paper left.
“Okay…and that's it. Thank you, Mark.”
“You're welcome. Now…”
Jackie laughed in a very cute way. She smiled at Mark and Mark felt butterflies in his stomach and a stirring in his groin.
“Ahhh boys. You ready to grab my tits?” She smiled, extending her chest so her breasts really presented. Mark smiled and felt like he was about to be in heaven.
But then he didn't see her for swing out at full speed and crash hard into his bruised testicles.
Mark shrieked out and was lifted off the ground. He was totally not expecting it. His balls are pancaked against his body and time moved in slow motion as the kick connected.
His mind shifted from her tits to his testicles. They were all he could think about. They were so sore and they suddenly exploded in a burning, white agony. He tried to continue to cry out but he had no more air in his body.
When his feet finally fell back to the floor, he immediately collapsed and fell to his knees. Mark was gasping as he pulled his hands in to his balls and choked in pain. It felt like lava was flowing into his stomach and thighs and he suddenly started to see stars. A peak in intensity spiked as he curled into a fetal position. The world around him fell out of focus.
“You didn't think I didn't notice you staring at my tits the entire time? Boys are so fucking stupid. There was no way I was gonna let you feel my perfect tits. Once I was done with you, you were always gonna be on the floor, gasping for air as d clutching your pathetic balls.”
Jackie's voice floated above him as he started to cry on the floor. The dense fog of pain overwhelmed and choked Mark as he rocked on the ground. Then he twisted and felt stomach start churning and knew he was about to be sick. He pulled himself to his knees barely and started coughing deeply into the ground. This continued as he hacked and eventually threw up on the ground.
“Ewwww…. That's so disgusting. Ha, I actually never made a guy throw up before. Wow!”
“Nnngh… my balls, my nuuts… fuck, you… you broke… nnnnn!”
Mark's world spun and he couldn't move anymore. He couldn't think. The pain was still getting worse and it was cutting him up inside. His balls were on fire and caught in a vice it felt. And through it, the deep, grueling agony in his stomach was unbearable. He just wanted it to be over.
“Hmph. Remember this next time you want to look at my, or anyone else's tits pervert. Everytime you stare, you give the girl the right to pop your weak balls against your body.”
Mark couldn't respond. He could only moan as he laid, curled up in a ball and his thoughts were all disconnected. He was crying and couldn't stop himself from whimpering or sobbing.
“See you in class! Hope you know, I'll do this again. Even if we're in class. Look forward to seeing you!”
Jackie stood up and walked away confidently as Mark laid next to his vomit, a pool of tears and saliva underneath him as he uselessly cradled his devastated and bruised testicles in the palms of his sweaty, male hands. He laid there for a long, long time, unresponsive to the noises and lights around him.