My best friend - conflicting feelings (pt. 1)

[pt. 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/11yqkep/my_best_friend_pushing_my_limits_pt_2/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

[pt. 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/12h0nkd/my_best_friend_fearful_finale_pt_3/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=web2x&context=3)

Hello all! It's been quite some time since I posted something on this sub and that has several reasons, mostly school related stuff as well as switching from studying to an actual kind of job. It wasn't like I had no time, but I'd more so spend that time with others and sort of didn't get myself to writing really. I still hope you enjoy this start for a new story, because I certainly did writing it.

Ever since my best friend Julia said that she wanted to do a session with me I couldn't get it out of my head. I've fantasized about it quite often, imagining her hand tightly holding my bare balls in place as she lets her other fist crash down in a violent matter, her beautiful feet standing right on my most vulnerable parts with her laughing over me and my visible agony without any hope for mercy.

While her beautiful appearance would have been enough for me to form these fantasies, I guess it is her character that always made them way more vivid. She undoubtedly was the kind of girl you expect to be into that kind of stuff. Overly energetic, full of crazy ideas and usually very short tempered. In normal situations she could easily hold herself together, but I just knew that she would take great pleasure in it if someone gave her the opportunity to fully release her anger on a willing pair of balls. I never had the courage to ask for it though and only in my drunk stage and through a few jokes she got hold of it and almost instantly asked if we could try it. Now I don't know if I overestimated myself with this.

The last couple nights were plagued with the same feeling that I had the nights before my finals. Of course, I wanted it, it was my biggest fantasy overall, but only now that it's so near I fully realized what was about to happen. I will literally lay my bare balls in the hand of my downright crazy friend, who was way too eager once she found out about my weird kink. My eyes focused on the ground beneath me as those thoughts got through my mind one after the other and she finally opened the door.

My eyes, still on the ground, slowly followed her body up to her face, giving me a view of both pleasure and pure terror. The pleasure part is easy to describe.
The very first thing I saw the moment she opened the door were her feet and legs in a dark pantyhose, paired with very short pants that did little to hide the elegance of her lower body. Following her stature, my eyes shortly laid on her thin waist, that was completely left open for the eye and her well shaped breasts, that were only covered by a black sports bra. Her long hair fell over her open shoulders and framed her face, that contained a noticeable grin. That's where the terror started.

First off, you didn't have to be good at this to read out the thoughts that were building up in her head. It was this devilish, almost lustful grin in the combination with her glaring eyes that mustered me with a sadistic glee that was plainly terrifying. The next thing that caused that terror, were her legs.
She's been dancing weekly since her childhood and that training truly shows in the beauty that is her legs. Now, they didn't just seem fit and elegant though, but like lethal weapons desperately waiting for their painful usage. Her well defined calves and her thick, muscular thighs showed the power that will be behind her merciless kicks, her bony knee devastating any manhood that's unfortunate enough to cross its path. Even though her arms didn't seem as strong, her long and elegant fingers seemed perfect for enclosing a man's most sensitive parts in it, getting even the strongest of them to obey her as she compresses their hopeless orbs with an absolute ease. I visually gulped and a hard-on started at the same time, perfectly capturing this roller coaster of emotions I couldn't comprehend.

"Hello Dan!" She greeted me while giving me a friendly hug. I replied awkwardly, saying
"Hello Julia." in a timid voice. I don't know, even though we've been great friends since years, considering what will be going on today it just felt weird to greet her like that and because of my starting boner I was almost too embarrassed to look her in the eyes. Of course, she noticed my awkwardness, making her grin even wider.
"You're nervous aren't you? How about a glass of water before we start with all the fun?"
"Yeah, that sounds like a good idea." She laughed over my nervousness and went to the kitchen to bring me my glass. I couldn't get myself from looking at her perfect ass as she walked and I took my seat on the coach.

"Here's your glass."
"Thanks." As I took the glass, she sat down next to me, mustering me with an inpatient anticipation. Whenever she had to wait, was bored or just inpatient about something, she had this typical behavior of bouncing her one leg up and down and basically doing some light kicks in the air. It's weird, but whenever she did this I always imagined myself kneeling in front of her with spread legs as she casually gives my pitiful balls countless little kicks. Now that situation didn't seem so far off anymore and my dick knew it as it got harder and harder. I tried not to stare and just drink my water, but man, my throat didn't seem to let anything slide down like this. I put the still almost filled up glass on the couch table.
"You're finally ready?"
"I guess." I said slowly. "It's just my throat that's killing me."
She grinned: "As long as you can still scream. I really want to hear some direct feedback when I hit you down there." It was that threat that pulled me over the edge.

Yes, I was scared and that didn't make it any better, but hearing her say it out loudly captured so perfectly why I wanted her to do this in the first place and I think she knew it.

"I guess we can start then." I said, almost stammering, both out of fear and lust. It definitely sounded quite pathetic, especially when comparing it to the way I always imagined it to get her to kick me.
I always just thought about us casually going over the topic of hits to the genitals, with her saying something like "I could get any man to scream with a kick to the groin!" and me provoking her with some obviously false statement about how I don't even believe it would hurt at all, but there wasn't any use for it anymore. I already got her to kick me and to be honest, I didn't want to provoke her anymore. I already know just how much this will hurt and a look at her legs and her vicious grin is enough for me to know that it would practically be a death sentence to my balls if I'd try to provoke her, giving her the green light to use her full strength without much remorse.

"Finally!" She joyfully said, almost jumping up from the couch and gesturing me that I should do so as well. I slowly got up, followed her to a rather open space in her living room and positioned myself right in front of her, my dick throbbing against my pants.
"Take your clothes off!" She demanded.
"Wait, directly from the start?" I asked insecurely.
"Of course! You said so when we talked about it on that party, don't you remember?" I seriously didn't, but I didn't question it that much. I know how overconfident I can be when drunk and the way she said it definitely didn't sound like she was lying to get me into this. Still, I wasn't sure if I'd do it right here.
"Yeah, but can't we start normally. I.. I don't know if it's the best way to start." I tried to negotiate it down, but there was no chance.
"You're either taking your clothes off right now, or you can go. It's your choice, but I bet your little friend wouldn't be to happy if you missed out on this opportunity." With that she pointed to my erection, twitching as she said it. I sighed and opened my pants. It was a battle between my mind and my dick and like so many times, my dick was winning with ease.

She joyfully looked at my pants falling down and you could see how she hold herself back to not just jump like a mad lad out of pure excitement. I followed by taking off my socks, my shirt and finally my boxers. I slowly grabbed them, my dick desperately waiting to get free and slid them away from my groin. My dick sprung up and finally stood there perfectly straight, pointing right to Julia in front of me, making her laugh so loudly that I just hoped none of her neighbors would get disturbed.
My face got red like never before and with some final movements I took off my boxers, grabbed my clothes and put them on the couch. I slowly went my way to Julia again, who's mustering me with a glance similar to a lioness seeing her prey.

It was without a doubt the most degrading position I was in so far and I knew it wasn't getting any better. It's not like I'm insecure with my body, but standing there butt-naked with your most vulnerable parts on full display in front of my well-dressed, downright gorgeous looking friend was making me feel a feeling of inferiority I can't describe, no matter how hard I would try.

She slowly made her way towards me, her right hand reaching out for my sack, that looked downright frightened with the two orbs getting tighter together as my sack slowly shrivels to a smaller size. It felt like an eternity till Julia's hand finally got hold of them, but still, I didn't feel ready at all.
"They feel so fun to play with." She said as she carefully rolled them around in her hand. I began breathing heavily, my dick twitching and she wasn't even adding any pressure.
"I'd love to squeeze them right on the spot, but I don't think that's the right way to start." She stepped a bit back, smiling at me as I couldn't even comprehend what was happening. "Spread your legs, Dan." I slowly did so, but not fast enough for her, as she already adjusted my legs with her own foot. Oh god, was that really happening?
"Take your hands behind your back as well." I did so. My legs were already shaking in excitement and fear, the look on my face was stiff and overwhelmed as i looked towards my beautiful friend, ready to obliterate my vulnerable balls.
"Ready?" She asked. No, no I wasn't, but she didn't care. Before I could even react, I already saw her leg flying up, her petite foot going closer and closer towards my tightened up balls. I prepared for the worst, the best, I don't even know and then I heard the smack.