Testicle Research Part 18: Lucy's son has an accident

*Note: This story features familial elements. All characters are aged 18+*

**Jeff**

18 year old Jeff was awaiting the blow of the whistle to signal the start of the field hockey game. Both his feet were firmly placed on the ground of the astro turf ready to start running. He had a firm grip on his rock hard wooden hockey stick. He knew how to play the game. He was well protected from injury. He was wearing all his protective gear. Well... almost. He was wearing his gloves, shin guards, ankle guards... all the protective gear he needed to protect himself from injury except for 1 part of his body that he very much wanted to protect. He wasn't wearing a cup.

He wished he was wearing one but circumstances made it so that he couldn't. He looked around the pitch with a familiar feeling of dread at his fellow 18 year old players. Women. All of them women. On both teams.

Jeff was a student at a newly opened sports college in a small town south of London. The only thing the small town had going for it was the new sports college that Jeff was a student at, a wine bar, a few nightclubs and a science research facility just outside of town that his mother Lucy had founded. His mother had never told him what kind of research she does there. Whenever he asked, she always responded by saying something like "you wouldn't get it, dear" or "I think you'd rather not know" with an amused smile on her face. He didn't even know the name of the facility. Anyone who had gone there had refused to speak of it. The place seemed to be shrouded in mystery.

The new college, however, was well known. It offered students the chance to specialise in any sport they chose upon turning 18 before either going off to university or going straight out into the world of sports to try and make a name of themselves. Jeff was hoping to do further studies at university in a few months time. He only had 2 months left at college. He couldn't wait for it to finish because he feared for the safety of his balls at the college every single match.

The college had a progressive policy of gender neutral sports, meaning that teams and games weren't segregated by sex or gender. Jeff agreed with the policy on principle. He didn't believe in the old fashioned idea that men are stronger than women. He thought both men and women were equally capable of playing sports to the same standard so he didn't object to it.

However, there was one problem that arised for Jeff because of this policy. Jeff was the only guy who had chosen to specialise in Hockey when turning 18, meaning that all of his fellow 18 year old Hockey players were women. This wasn't the problem though. The problem was the allocation of resources as a result of this.

Because Jeff was the only guy, and that there were only a limited number of protective groin cups for guys at the college, the woman who managed the Hockey department, Miss Lily, who was also the coach, had decided that all the protective groin cups for the guys were to be allocated to other departments where they were of more use since most of the Hockey players weren't in need of one. She figured that the chances of the only male Hockey student getting hit in the balls were so low that it wasn't worth considering just taking one cup out of the huge box of cups for Jeff's sake before it was taken away to another department which now had an excessive amount of cups.

When Jeff had asked if he could simply bring his own cup, he was refused. The college had a strict policy that all safety equipment used should be allocated by the college itself so it could be certain that they were up to standards. A few times over the last few months, Jeff had tried to sneak one in, but Miss Lily made a habit of always making sure that he wasn't wearing one before every game. She didn't want to break the college policy after all. Today was one of those days that Jeff had tried to sneak in a cup but once again, Miss Lily could tell he was wearing one based on how much his groin bulged out. She had simply walked over to him and placed her hand out expectantly with a look of disapproval on her face. Jeff felt like he had no choice but to take it off and hand it to her.

Miss Lily didn't have any spare pockets to place the cup into, so as she went to the middle of the Pitch to blow the whistle that would signal the start of the match, she just kept the cup in her hand. Jeff could see it now, the protection he needed for his balls in her hand. The hand of the woman that had taken it away from him. His cup was right there in plain view. She was taunting and mocking him without even trying. *It's not fair. I need that cup.*

Luckily, Jeff had not suffered a groin injury in any game yet , despite all the girls he had to play with frequently taunting him about the possibility. They all knew he wasn't wearing a cup, but they were all nice enough that, aside from occasional playful sack taps outside of matches, they tried their best to avoid hitting him there during matches. The teasing was intended as a friendly joke. Although only the girls seemed to find it funny.

"Aww, is Jeffy scared that his balls are all vulnerable," the brown haired girl next to him laughed. He hated it when they called him Jeffy.

"Shut up Karina," he seethed, "it's not funny."

"Oh it totally is," she sniggered.

"Karina, you have no idea how scary this is."

"Nope. I sure don't."

He didn't respond.

"Oh, it's ok Jeffy. You know we all try our best to avoid hitting you there. Well.. during games anyway. Nothing like a good sack tap."

Jeff winced at her mention of all the sack taps Karina and the other girls had given him. Karina's slaps always hurt the worst. She always hit the hardest.

Karina continued "you haven't had any accidents yet. We've been very careful.

"I know but... there's always a chance and I just... look it's just really scary for me ok. You just wouldn't understand."

"I'm glad I don't," she chuckled again.

Jeff looked across the field to the opposing team. Directly opposite him on the field was Abby. Of all the hockey girls, she was the most clumsy. Always falling and tripping over during matches and also just in general. He was especially fearful to get close to her in matches in case she injured his balls in her clumsiness. Just like all the other girls, she would try and avoid hurting him there during matches but Jeff was still fearful of her in particular.

Miss Lily, still holding Jeff's precious cup that he desperately needed, blew the whistle. The match was on.

Ever fearful of injuring his balls, Jeff decided to hang back like he always did. Karina on the other hand, rushed forward towards the ball. Another teammate caught it first and passed it to another player. That player in turn passed it to Karina. Karina, now with the hockey ball, moved towards the goal and motioned with her head for Jeff to get ahead of her so she could pass the ball to him. Jeff rushed ahead of her and turned to his side anticipating the ball. Karina was about to hit the ball across the ground in Jeff's direction but she noticed that Abby was quickly approaching her to tackle her for the ball. In her panic, Karina swung her hockey stick back and smacked the hockey ball way too aggressively and also at the wrong angle. Instead of hitting the ball directly across the ground, she hit it off the ground so that it flew through the air with tremendous force...

Directly into Jeff's balls.

He felt the intense agony immediately. A strong forceful ache that hit every single nerve ending in his testicles. As the hockey ball fell to the ground, so did he. All the girls stopped in their tracks and watched him fall.

"Oh no Jeffy," Karina shouted from across the pitch, "did I get your ballsies?"

All the girls, except for Miss Lily, erupted into laughter.

Karina rushed over to him as he cradled his balls on the ground. She put her hand on his back. "I'm so sorry, Jeffy. I didn't mean to. It was an accident."

Jeff couldn't speak through the pain. He just looked up at her. She had an amused smile on her face.

Miss Lily approached, with the cup she had taken off him still in her hand. She stopped as she approached and said, with his cup almost directly above him, "it's a shame you weren't wearing a cup."

*You fucking bitch!* Jeff thought internally. *I would have been wearing a cup if you hadn't taken it off me.* He didn't say it aloud though. Miss Lily had a very strict demeanor and he didn't want to anger her.

"Anyway Jeff it's time to get up," Miss Lily said sternly. "You're holding up the game."

"Sorry Miss, I'll..." he struggled to speak through the pain in his balls that hadn't died down at all since the initial hit, "I'll just go and sit on the benches and get out of everyone's way."

"Absolutely not. We need an even number of players and we have no spare players to take your place. You need to get up and keep playing."

*She can't seriously expect me to keep playing after a hit like that.* "Miss, I... I can't. I'm in agony."

Miss Lily sighed. "Karina, help him up will you?"

"Sure thing Miss Lily," Karina said cheerfully as she put her hands under Jeff's arms. "Come on Jeffy. You'll be fine."

She pulled him up to his feet by his arms, pulling his hands away from his badly aching balls in the process. His balls were so tender that even the slightest pressure from closing his thighs together was agony so he kept his legs spread wide.

"SACK TAP!" Karina yelled in excitement as she abruptly released her grip on his arms and reached down to give his balls are hard slap.

Jeff fell to the ground again. The pain in his already tender balls massively increased at Karina's brutal slap.

All the girls, except Miss Lily, burst out in renewed laughter. Karina most of all. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Sorry Jeff. I couldn't resist. It was just such a good opportunity. You were wide open. You know how much I love a good sack tap."

Jeff couldn't believe Karina could be so cruel. She had sack tapped him countless times before, and much harder than all the other girls, but to do it now? After his balls had just taken a hit from a hockey ball travelling at high velocity? When his balls were already suffering more than they had in his entire life? This was just excessively cruel. And yet, she was laughing about it like it was no big deal at all along with the other girls whilst he was nursing his balls on the ground.

Miss Lily looked at Jeff with disdain. "Oh come on Jeff. Stop messing around. Get up."

Jeff couldn't believe that she was telling HIM off for falling to the ground in unbearable ball pain and not HER for hitting him in the balls in the first place.

"Yeah Jeffy," Karina giggled, "get up." She just kept laughing.

After several minutes of grievous effort, Jeff managed to get to his feet. This time, he made sure not to give anyone an opening to give him a sack tap.

"Alright everyone," Miss Lily yelled, "get into positions."

Jeff tried to protest, "Miss Lily, please... I can't play like this. My balls really hurt." The slightest movement of his legs was agony as his balls were lightly bashed with every movement.

"Oh, suck it up Jeff. Just deal with it."

Jeff was getting desperate. "Then please can you at least let me put my cup on?" He looked down at the cup still in her hand. "Please. It's right there. I can just put it on. You just said yourself that it's a shame I wasn't wearing one. No one will know that you let me use unauthorised safety equipment. It will be a secret. Just let me wear it. Please?"

"Hmmmm," Miss Lily hummed in contemplation as she held up the cup slightly and looked down at it.

"No," she said firmly.

"Why?"

"Because I said so. That's why. Now stop pestering me and get in position."

Defeated, Jeff limped into position as all the girls watched with smug grins and smirks. Karina looked especially giggly as he limped past her. *Bitch.*

He assumed his position once again. He had no idea how he was going to make it through the rest of the game with severely aching balls but he had to try. He knew that if he didn't try his best, the girls on his team would push him into a corner some time after the match and take turns busting his balls. It had only happened a few times in the past when his performance was badly lacking, but the threat of it happening again always kept him motivated to try his best each match.

Miss Lily blew the whistle and the match was back on.

Karina ran forward, followed by a few girls. Jeff limped behind, his balls still is terrible pain. *I just want the pain to stop. Please God make it stop.*

Karina was on the ball. She hit it with her hockey stick and passed it to another player. Then that girl passed it to another. Then that girl shouted to Jeff, "CATCH!" and hit the ball with her stick to Jeff. This time, nothing went wrong and Jeff managed to catch the hockey ball, that had very recently battered his balls, with his hockey stick.

He dribbled the ball, pushing it along the ground with his stick. The effort was torturous for his balls, with every movement only reigniting the pain from his previous hits which gave his balls no time at all for the pain to die down. His balls still felt as if they had just been hit. The pain was so bad. He was dribbling with more of a limp than a run.

Abby, the clumsy girl from the other team, was approaching him from ahead and clearly getting ready to tackle him for the ball. Her speed was supersonic compared to Jeff's pained limping. *No! Not her! Please!*

She caught up to him and went in for the tackle but in doing so she accidently slipped backwards and lost control of her hard wooden hockey stick and hit it upwards between Jeff's legs, hitting him HARD in the balls.

POP!
POP!

He felt a sickening feeling in his balls at the hard hit. It felt as if the outside of each testicle had burst.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" he let out an extremely high pitched squeal.

At the same time, Abby had fallen onto her back. "Ow, fuck." She grimaced.

Miss Lily and the rest of the girls rushed to her aid, completely ignoring Jeff. "Are you ok Abby? Any injuries?" Miss Lily asked, concerned.

"I've hurt my back but it's nothing I can't handle," she said pulling herself to her feet.

"Do you need to step aside for a few moments and sit on the benches?"

"No. Thank you Miss. I appreciate the offer but I'll be fine."

The girls were all impressed by Abby's determination to fight through the pain to finish the game. She truly was an inspiration to the girls.

They didn't think so highly of Jeff though, as they finally turned their attention to him craddling his balls on the ground in overwhelming agony.

"Get up, Jeff," Miss Lily said with scorn in her voice.

"I... I can't."

Miss Lily scoffed as all the rest of the girls laughed. Abby showed no hint of remorse and made no effort to help him or even apologise. Karina laughed, "did you hurt your ballsies again Jeffy? Wow, this just isn't your day is it?"

"P..please... Miss Lily.... my..." he struggled to speak, "my balls... I think they've popped. I need to see the nurse."

"THEY POPPED?!" All the girls said at once with uproarious laughter.

All except for Miss Lily who just sighed and said, "fine. You can go see the nurse."

After several moments of all the girls looking at him on the ground, Jeff said, "I can't walk. I need help."

"Oh for God's sake," Miss Lily scoffed. "Class is cancelled girls. Sorry but I need to take Jeff here to the nurse's office."

All the girls booed at Jeff as Miss Lily picked him up and put his arm around her shoulder. As she walked off with him, she handed him his cup that she was still holding into his other hand. "Here, you can have this back now," she said nonchalantly.

As the girls on the field laughed and giggled about what had just happened, Karina turned her eyes to Jeff limping away with Miss Lily and smiled with a look of mischief in her eyes. She followed.

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When they arrived at the College Nurse's office, much later than Miss Lily had hoped due to how slow Jeff was limping, she pushed him roughly down on the bed which made him yelp in pain.

"What's the nature of his injury?" The young nurse asked Miss Lily.

"He said his balls popped after he got hit there with a hockey stick."

"Oh the poor boy," she said with a casual tone that suggested she didn't care that much but also wasn't reveling in his pain. "I'll have to check that everything's ok down there."

"Thank you, Nurse. I'm gonna head off. I'm not really concerned with how his balls are doing."

"That's understandable Miss Lily. I wish you a pleasant afternoon."

"Thank you dear." Miss Lily nodded and left the room.

The nurse approached. "What's your name boy?"

He grimaced, "Jeff."

"Well Jeff, I'm nurse Hannah. I'm going to need to check your balls and see if there's any serious damage ok?"

"It... it hurts. Do you have any painkillers?"

"I'm sorry Jeff but I'm afraid I just used the last of the painkillers on one of the girls playing football who pulled a muscle in her leg. Now, let's take all this Hockey gear off you. Then I'm going to have to pull your trousers and underwear down ok?"

Jeff was on the verge of tears. "Ok, just... please be gentle. I'm in agony. They really hurt."

"I'll be as gentle as I can. I promise."

She carefully removed all the protective gear he was wearing, then she took hold of his trousers and underwear and began pulling them down gently. The movement the process needed from Jeff was incredibly intense. Every time he had to shuffle his legs so the trousers would go down further, his balls moved, sending sharp agonising pain through his balls.

In the end, when his trousers were down by his ankles, the nurse looked at his scrotum. "Oh dear. That looks really bad."

Jeff was panicking. "What? How does it look?" He looked down himself and saw that his scrotum was massive and looked very bloated. As if they were filled with something that shouldn't be there. "WHAT'S HAPPENED?"

"It looks like your balls really have popped. At least partially. I'll have to do a manuel exam to make sure." She put on a pair of surgical gloves and went to touch his scrotum.

"NO! WAIT! PLEASE!"

Ignoring his pleas, she felt around his scrotum with both hands until she could feel 2 distinct shapes that were clearly his balls. She felt around their shape until she found the rupture points on each testicle. All the while Jeff was unable to form any coherent thought as he screamed in agony from his popped balls being touched so intimately.

Finally, she withdrew her hand. "The bad news is that both your balls have popped and some fluid from the inside of each testicle has leaked out into your scrotum. The good news is, the ruptures are very small and should be able to be fixed easily. We just need to get you to a hospital to get them patched up." She gave his balls 2 light pats with a smile, further increasing his agony. "I'm going to call your mother to pick you up and take you to the hospital." She walked over to a phone and picked it up as Jeff trembled in agony from the unnecessary pats she had given him which only increased his already extreme pain.

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**Lucy**

Lucy rushed out of the lab in haste, leaving Mary to deal with the latest torsion subject. The small amount of information the nurse had told her on the phone filled her with worry. She didn't know all the details, but what she did know is that her son Jeff had suffered a serious testicular injury that required her to take him to the hospital for surgery. *I can't let anything happen to his balls. I want to be a grandmother one day.*

She walked briskly down the hallway, only to hear a raised voice from behind her. "Watch out Lucy! We've got a double orchiectomy patient coming through."

It was nurse Rachel. The head nurse of the recovery ward wheeling a restrained man on a frame out of Nicole's surgery room. Lucy promptly got out of the way to let Rachel wheel the patient past her. As Rachel pushed the newly made eunuch past, Lucy looked down at him impassionately. His eyes were filled with tears at the loss of his testicles. She couldn't care less. Balls were expendable after all. She knew that men were very emotionally attached to their balls for some reason though. She didn't understand why guys always cry when they lose them. *Boys will be boys I guess.* She had seen the sight of men crying in grief after losing their balls too many times to count. It never deterred her in her research. She was deeply interested in the structural integrity of testicles and every experiment she came up with she found truly fascinating. Of course, countless testicles were sacrificed to satisfy her curiosity but those were sacrifices she was willing to make. She didn't WANT to castrate them. It was just a byproduct of her research. She tried to avoid it where possible to spare men the grief of losing their balls but if men HAD to lose their balls for her experiments then so be it. She knew that many of her fellow researchers very much enjoyed their research for different reasons and that many derived some kind of pleasure from having the men leave the facility without their balls but Lucy never had a problem with them and had no qualms with the girls enjoying their work in their own way. She even found it somewhat amusing to see the girls enjoying themselves so much and often played along with it for their sake. She wanted the facility to have a fun working environment after all. If men lost their balls because the girls at the lab thought up experiments that resulted in them being castrated it wasn't a big deal to her.

What WAS a big deal to her though, was her son's balls. His balls were her only chance of becoming a grandmother. If he lost his balls, all hope of that was lost. She held a hand to her stomach and reflected on her own biological limitations. Her infertility. *Jeff is my only hope of becoming a grandmother. If he loses his balls...* she pushed the thought aside. *No. Focus Lucy. Don't assume the worst.*

As Nurse Rachel wheeled the fresh eunuch further down the hallway, Lucy took a deep breath to calm herself down. *It will be ok. His balls will be fine.* She braced herself and headed to the exit, left the building and entered her car. She turned on the engine and drove to her son's college with nervous anticipation.

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Lucy arrived at the college and rushed to the nurse's office. As she approached it, she noticed a young brown haired woman waiting outside with a smirk on her face. Lucy ignored her and rushed into the nurse's office.

As she entered, she saw her son Jeff lying in bed groaning and whimpering in agony. The nurse was holding his hand for support.

"What's happened?" Lucy demanded.

The nurse let go of Jeff's hand and walked over to greet Lucy, "you must be Jeff's mother. Lucy, right?"

"Yes that's right. Now tell me, what's happened to my son?" Lucy was in no mood for small talk.

"I'm afraid that both of your son's testicles have ruptured after getting hit by a hockey stick."

"BOTH OF THEM?!" Lucy gasped in shock. *No. Not both of them. If he loses them both, I'll never be a grandmother.* She had feared that this would happen ever since Miss Lily made it so he couldn't wear a cup. "HOW BAD? IS MY SON GOING TO LOSE HIS BALLS?"

"No ma'am. Don't worry. The ruptures are very small. You need to take him to the hospital to get them fixed. It should be easy enough."

Lucy sighed in relief but she knew she wasn't out of the woods yet. She had to get Jeff to the hospital ASAP.

She briefly thought about taking him to Nicole. The lab was closer than the hospital. The hospital was a 30 minute drive away. But then she remembered that there was no anaesthetic for surgery at the research facility. Not only had Lucy prioritised all her spending on equipment for research and the staff's pay, but Nicole had refused to pay money out of her own paycheck for anaesthetic. Lucy didn't want her son to go through the same painful surgery that the men at her facility had to. She was going to take him to the hospital.

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**Jeff**

Still on the bed in the nurses offfice, the agonising pain in Jeff's ruptured balls was just as bad as ever, as his mother walked up to the bed to get him up. "Come on Jeff," she said as she put her arm under his back, "time to get up. We need to get you to the hospital to get your testicles fixed."

She pulled him up way to quickly for his comfort, causing severe pain to travel through his ruptured balls as he was forced to sit up. "Hhhhhnnnngg!" He groaned. "Mum please, I need to take it slow. It hurts so bad."

"I know it hurts Jeff, but we need to get you to the hospital as quickly as possible if we want to save your balls. Now come on, chip chop." She pulled him to his feet as he screamed in pain and put her arm around him to help him walk to the door with every step just reigniting the pain in his balls. "Thank you for all your help," Lucy said to the nurse.

"Not a problem," the nurse said as Lucy walked Jeff out of the door.

As Jeff limped out of the room with his mother's arm around him, he looked up and saw that Karina was outside the Nurse's office with a smirk on her face. *That bitch thinks this is funny.*

"Hey Jeffy," Karina beamed at him. "Are you ok? How are your ballsies? They took a serious hit with that hockey stick."

Jeff was in too much pain to answer as he looked at her with a look of pure anguish.

"SACK TAP!" Karina suddenly yelled with an elated look on her face as she smacked his ruptured balls full force with the BACK of her hand, her knuckles making direct contact with his ruptured balls, causing Jeff to instantly fall to the floor and cradle his balls as he let out a high pitched groan.

"NNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!" It felt like the ruptures in his balls had widened from Karina's cruel, hard backhanded slap.

"BAM!" Karina yelled excitedly, "RIGHT IN THE BALLS!"

As Jeff groaned on the floor, Lucy chided Karina, "I'll have you know young lady that my son's balls have ruptured. I need to take him to the hospital to get him fixed. You better not have made the damage worse. I want him to keep his balls."

Karina couldn't help but laugh, "oh my God. His balls are RUPTURED?! And I've just HIT him there?! HAHAHAHAHA THAT'S HILARIOUS!" She looked down at Jeff. "Sorry Jeffy. When you said you felt your balls pop earlier, I didn't actually believe you. I didn't even know that was possible."

"Oh they can pop," Lucy added, "I've seen it happen quite a lot."

"Well," Karina said, looking down at Jeff, "sorry Jeffy. If I had known your balls had actually popped, then... well..." she trailed off. She then turned to Lucy and said, "I'm sorry if I've caused any serious damage Miss."

Lucy sighed and said "it's ok dear. You didn't know. And what kind of woman would I be if I were to scold you for a sack tap? We've all done it one time or another for some harmless fun but my son's balls have ruptured so this definately ISN'T harmless."

"Sorry again ma'am. I'll leave you to it." Karina took one last look at Jeff on the ground, smirked, and walked off.

"Come on Jeff," Lucy said as she pulled him to his feet once again. The pain of each slight movement was even worse than before.

"MUM! PLEASE! I CAN'T!" He screamed as more of the most extreme pain shot through his ruptured balls.

"Suck it up Jeff. We need to get you to the hospital NOW!"

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The walk to the car was extremely painful. But the drive to the hospital was worse. Every turn, every brake, every movement of the car just made Jeff's ruptured balls bounce around, further aggravating the pain in his balls. But worst of all was the speedbumps.

His mother had just drove over another speedbump at way too fast a speed in her haste to get to the hospital, causing Jeff to yelp in extreme pain continuously. "EEEE, EEEE, EEEE MUM PLEASE! SLOW DOWN WHEN YOU GO OVER THE SPEED BUMPS!"

"I need to get you to the hospital as fast as possible Jeff. I don't want you to lose your balls. I want to be a grandmother one day. So just sit there and endure the pain. I'm not slowing down."

"MUM PLEASE!" he begged.

Lucy looked ahead at a speedbump and instead of slowing down, or even just maintaining her current speed, she sped up aggressively towards it.

"NO! MUM! PLEASE!"

She drove over the speedbump at high speed, making the entire car bounce HARD. His ruptured balls lifted up and then smacked down onto the seat with tremendous force. "AAAAARRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHH"

"That will teach you for talking back to me. Now don't tell your mother what to do again. Understand?"

"YES MUM!" He wailed in pain.

"Good," lucy nodded her head in satisfaction.

In the end, the 30 minute drive to the hospital felt more like an hour to Jeff, as his wounded balls were continuously battered from the aggressive movements of the car.

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**LUCY**

As Lucy arrived at the hospital and helped her son walk inside, she immediately called out for help. "Hello? My son needs help!" Jeff was in too much pain to speak.

A nurse walked over to her, "what's wrong with him?"

"Both of his balls have ruptured."

The nurses eyes widened as she turned around and yelled "we need a gurney. We need to take a guy to surgery right now."

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Lucy followed the nurses down the hallway nervously as they pushed a groaning Jeff down to surgery on a gurney.

When they reached the doors to the surgery room, after the nurses told the female surgeon of the situation, the surgeon turned to Lucy and said "are you his mother?"

"Yes. It's Lucy."

"Well Lucy, I promise I'll do all I can. The surgery should take between 30 and 60 minutes. There's a waiting area just around the corner. I'll let you know when it's done."

"Thank you," Lucy said as they wheeled Jeff into the surgery room. As the doors closed, Lucy walked to the waiting area and sat down.

As she sat down and fidgeted with her hands, her mind wandered. *What if they can't save his balls? I'll never be a grandmother.* The thought brought a tear to her eye that she quickly wiped away.

She thought back to when the doctor had told her the news that she was infertile 5 years ago. She remembered how soul crushing it was, to find out that she would never be a new mother again but she gained solace in the fact that she was already a mother to Jeff and that hopefully she would become a grandmother one day. But if Jeff lost his balls, all hope of that was lost. She couldn't bear the thought of Jeff losing his balls. The thought of her never being a grandmother. She hoped with all her heart that the surgeon was able to save Jeff's balls.

45 minutes later, the surgeon came around the corner. Lucy looked at her, too scared to ask about Jeff. Fearing the worst.

The surgeon broke the news to her. "Lucy, your son's balls are fine."

Lucy felt so much relief upon hearing those words. She ran up to the surgeon and hugged her. "Oh thank you. Thank you, thank you, thank you."

"I'm just doing my job, Lucy," she said with a kind smile.

"I know but... you just have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you so much."

"No problem. Would you like to see him? We have him recovering in his own hospital room. He's still asleep from the anaesthetic but he should wake up soon."

"Yes please. Take me to him."

The surgeon escorted her to Jeff's room. Lucy looked at her sleeping son.

"Would you mind if I had some alone time with him?" She asked the surgeon.

"Of course," she said, "he should wake up soon. A nurse will come to see you soon to inform you of his recovery."

"Thank you," Lucy said as the surgeon left the room.

When she was gone, Lucy lifted up Jeff's hospital gown to look at his scrotum. She could see that a line of stitches was running down the length of his scrotum but she was relieved to see that both of his balls were still there; A little misshapen, but still there.

Lucy breathed a sigh of relief as she pulled his gown back down to cover his genitals and sat in a chair beside him and waited for him to wake up. She hoped he woke up soon. After such a stressful day, she really needed some rest and relaxation at home. She had a *particular* way she liked to relax every night and she especially needed it after such a stressful day. She needed to get home as soon as possible.

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**Jeff**

Jeff awoke in a different room to the one he was put to sleep in. He turned his head to the right and saw his mother sitting there. "Mum..."

"Ah, Jeff. You're awake." She smiled at him.

"My... my balls..." he was terrified to ask, he couldn't feel anything down there, "are they ok?"

His mother still smiled. "Yes Jeff. The surgeon was able to save your balls."

"R... really?" He still couldn't believe it. "I... I can't feel anything."

"That would be the painkillers Jeff. You won't feel a thing down there until they wear off."

Jeff closed his eyes and let relief wash through him. *I'm ok. My balls are ok.*

Just then, a young nurse entered. "Jeff?"

"That's... that's me." Jeff said.

She turned to his mother. "And you must be his mother."

"Yes. It's Lucy," his mother said politely.

"Well, I'm going to run down Jeff's recovery period with you both, so you know what to expect for the next few months."

"Months?!" Jeff exclaimed in fear.

"Yes. Months." The nurse said matter of factly. "Testicular reconstruction after ruptures take a long time to heal."

"What can we expect dear?" Lucy asked the young nurse.

"Well," the nurse began, talking to his mother instead of him, "Jeff currently has stitches in both his scrotum from the incision that was made during the surgery and in each individual testicle that is holding the rupture together. When the ruptures fully heal, the stitches will be absorbed back into his body as we use absorbable stitches for surgeries like this. This healing process could take anywhere between 1 and 2 months. In that time, Jeff's balls are going to be extremely sensitive to pain so I'd suggest staying at home and relaxing until they are fully healed. I've also given Jeff a subscription for some painkillers that Jeff will need to take every day. Without these painkillers, it will feel like Jeff's balls are constantly being stabbed by the stitches so it's very important that he takes them. You'll need to pick them up from the pharmacy on the way home."

Jeff's eyes widened at that. *It will feel like my balls are being stabbed?* Jeff was anxious to pick up those painkillers as soon as possible. Before his current painkillers wore off.

"Also," the nurse continued, "Jeff should not engage in any sexual activity until his balls are fully healed as it risks the ruptures on his balls re-opening as he ejaculates. That includes masturbation," she looked at him with a mischievous smirk and suggestively raised eyebrows.

Jeff's heart sank. *2 months without jacking off?* He was raging with hormones. He had no idea how he was going to cope.

"Is that all?" Lucy asked.

"Yep," the nurse said chirpily, "that's all. You can take him home now if you want."

"I think we'll do that. I need to get home and relax. Come on Jeff. Let me help you up."

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The walk to the car wasn't as painful as last time. It was uncomfortable, but not painful. The car ride itself was the same but Jeff was scared about his painkillers wearing off. He was anxious to get to the pharmacy to pick up his prescribed painkillers. The way the nurse had described how painful the next couple months would be for him filled him with dread, but he would be ok as long as he was stocked up on painkillers.

As Lucy drove, they sat in silence in the car. Both clearly worn out from the events of the day as the sun was setting.

As they approached the pharmacy, Jeff felt relief wash through him... until his mother drove straight past it which sent him into a panic.

"Um... mum... you went past the pharmacy!"

"I know dear," Lucy said non-chalantly.

"But... my painkillers..."

"I'm really worn out from today Jeff. I just want to get home and relax."

"But the nurse said that we need to pick up my painkillers on the way home. She said that when the painkillers from the surgery wore off, it will feel like my balls are constantly being stabbed."

"Don't worry hun," Lucy said calmly, "I'll pick them up for you on the way home from work tomorrow."

Jeff was really panicking now. "BUT THE PAINKILLERS WILL DEFINATELY HAVE WORN OFF BY THEN! CAN'T YOU JUST GET THEM NOW? IT WILL ONLY TAKE A MINUTE!"

"Don't make a fuss Jeff," Lucy said firmly, "I need to get home and unwind. I'll get them tomorrow. End of discussion."

Jeff was bewildered that his mother was being so callous but he knew there was nothing he could do to convince her. So he just sat in silence for the rest of the drive home, fearful of the painful recovery that awaited him.

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**Lucy**

After arriving home, Jeff wanted to head straight to bed to rest. Lucy helped him into his room and onto his bed. "You get some rest. And remember, what the nurse said. No masturbating until you're fully healed."

Embarrassed and looking away from her, Jeff said, "I won't mum."

"There's a good boy." She patted his head before heading towards the door. Before leaving, she turned to him and said, "sleep well Jeff. I know today has been really bad for you. You need the rest."

Jeff then said, "mum, my painkillers will surely have worn off by tomorrow. Promise me you'll get them for me tomorrow."

"I promise Jeff. I'll pick them up for you tomorrow." Lucy rolled her eyes before closing the door and walking to her own bedroom. She was glad that he didn't go through any pain during the surgery like her subjects did but she wasn't too concerned with any pain he went through afterwards when she had more pressing needs. His balls were saved. The worst was behind them. Now, she just needed to relax and her relaxation was more important to her now that his balls were saved.

She made her way to her own room, right next door to Jeff's. She wanted an early night aswell. The day had been stressful. She entered her room and took off her clothes. Lucy slept naked. As she got into bed, her hands wandered down to her groin. *There's no better way to relax after a stressful day than a nice orgasm or two to relieve tension. Or maybe three. Jeff may not be able to masturbate for the next 2 months but that doesn't mean I can't.* She found her clit and began circling it with her finger. A soft moan escaped her lips. She was usually quiet when she did this, but for some reason she found herself unable to hold in her moans.

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**Jeff**

Jeff was lying down on his bed reflecting on how painful his day was and anticipating the pain that was to come. The painkillers from the hospital hadn't died down yet but he knew they would by morning. *Why couldn't mum have just picked up my painkillers on the way home?*

What he also found distressing was the prospect of not being able to masturbate for 2 months. He was a young man. He NEEDED to masturbate every day. But now he couldn't, otherwise he risked reopening the ruptures on his balls. This is the time he usually jacked off. How the hell was he going to get through the night without it? *I can get through this,* he reassured himself. *I just need to distract myself from any horny thoughts.*

"Mmmmm," he heard a moan come from the wall to his mum's bedroom. *Surely she isn't...*

"Mmmmmmm," she moaned again, more intensely. As her moans began increasing in frequency, Jeff realised that she was masturbating. *No! No! It's not fair!* He gripped his sheets in sexual frustration as he had no choice but to listen to his mother in the next room masturbate to several orgasms over the next hour whilst he suffered in sexual denial. A denial he had to endure for the next 2 months. *She refused to pick up my painkillers just so she could get home faster and masturbate whilst knowing I can't for 2 months?!* Jeff felt betrayed. He knew this was the first of many long nights for the forseeable future.