Skinny Dipping At Julie's House

Late in the morning on a beautiful summer day, Colin got a text from his friend Julie asking him to come hang out. Julie had a pool at her house, and Colin loved to go swimming, so he was excited by the invitation. He felt great on the drive over, looking forward to an afternoon in the pool, the summer air kissing his skin with the car windows rolled all the way down.

When he arrived, he went around to the back of the house where the pool was. Julie was already out there along with two other friends of theirs, Becca and Rose. The three of them were very happy to see Colin; they called out his name as he came around the side of the house, drawing out the vowels enthusiastically, and cat-called him as he pulled his shirt over his head and left it on a pool chair. He stood on the patio and let the sun warm his bare skin, smiling modestly at the girls.

They had all been friends for a long time, and Colin was firmly committed to being only friends with all three of them. But still-- even in everyday, fully-clothed life, it was impossible not to notice, from time to time, how attractive his friends were, and that dynamic was all the more pressing in this context. The three girls all had lovely bodies, most of which were uncovered by the rather small bikinis they wore, and Colin found it hard to keep himself from staring. He hoped it wasn't too obvious.

He was having a great time in the pool, as he always did-- he loved summer, and he loved being with his friends. The water felt so cool and refreshing. The girls were in high spirits, and they began to horse around a bit in the pool, splashing and jumping on each other and diving underwater to tackle each other's legs. As they became more physical with Colin, their bodies rubbing up against his inadvertently in the water, he found it harder and harder to tamp down the intrusive thoughts; it was almost agonizing, how attracted to them he was. He was overwhelmed by how much he wanted to take one of them-- any of them-- over to one of the long flat pool chairs and lay her down, run his hands all over her body, take off her swimsuit, feel between her legs with his fingers, then pull down his own swim trunks and watch the expressions on her face as he thrust into her over and over...

Colin shook his head, trying to jostle out the thought. He didn't want to be that kind of guy, and he definitely didn't want to broadcast what he was thinking to anyone who happened to look down at his rather snuggly-fitting swimsuit. He doubled down on keeping those thoughts out of his head.

But that would soon become quite a bit more difficult. After they had been in the pool for a while-- maybe an hour or two, Colin couldn't say for sure how long-- Julie lifted herself out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool, smiling coyly.

"I thought we could make this a bit more fun," she said. "Is anyone interested in... skinny dipping?"

Colin felt his ears go red; he could hardly believe he had heard her correctly. Becca and Rose were giggling. He vaguely got the sense that the three of them might have discussed this beforehand, but he couldn't be sure.

"I'm in," Rose said.

"Sure," Becca said.

"Um," Colin said. "I mean-- well, it's broad daylight."

"So?" Julie asked. "It's not like there are any neighbors. No one will see us." It was true; the pool was surrounded by thick trees on all sides, leaving no sight-lines to any nearby houses.

"Well yeah, but, I mean," Colin stumbled on his words; his tongue felt heavy in his mouth. "We'll... see each other."

"Oh," Rose said, feigning concern, "I didn't realize you considered it so unpleasant to look at us."

"No, no-- definitely not," Colin said quickly. "It's definitely not that. I just, uh, I guess I just feel kind of nervous."

"Oh, don't be nervous silly," Becca said sweetly, her eyes twinkling. "It will be fun!"

"Yeah, my mom won't be home for hours," Julie added. "There's nothing to worry about." The other two girls nodded in agreement.

"Well... all right, I guess so," Colin said. The girls cheered in excitement, and before Colin knew what was happening all three of them had climbed out of the pool, ran over to the patio and taken off their bikinis, leaving the minimal fabric draped over the backs of chairs, and then snuck back over to the pool, giggling as they went, and dove in.

Colin's head was spinning. Not wanting to seem like a buzzkill, he got out of the pool, dropped his wet swimsuit to the ground before he could overthink it, and quickly jumped back into the deep end.

He felt completely overwhelmed. It was immediately clear that this was not the first time the three girls had been naked together, but it certainly was the first time with Colin there. He didn't know what to do with his eyes; he was determined to focus all his energy on not openly staring at their gorgeous naked bodies with his mouth hanging open, but at the same time it seemed like a faux pas to rigidly avert his gaze the whole time.

The girls did not become any more shy about rough-housing in the water now that they were all naked. If anything, it seemed to Colin that they were even more handsy than they had been before. They were flailing about, diving after pool toys in such a way that their bodies rubbed over his. They went out of their way to touch his back, his shoulders, his chest, his stomach; a few times he even felt a hand brush over his crotch under the water, in a way that could have been accidental but that he sort of suspected wasn't. They mostly kept just their heads out of the water, but periodically they would jump up after a ball, or to tackle someone, or they would stand upright in the shallow end while they adjusted their hair; sometimes they would even get out of the pool entirely and run over to the deep end, giggling as they went, and then stand at the end of the diving board, bouncing up and down a few times before jumping back in. Colin had no idea where he was supposed to look while they did that.

Eventually he began to get somewhat more comfortable. He was starting to realize that it was okay to look at the girls much like he would normally, as if they had swimsuits on, and if he happened to catch some more intimate glimpses in doing so, they didn't seem to mind. It also became clear that they were quite interested in catching more intimate glimpses of him; they kept trying to trick him into standing up in the shallow end, or teasing him about why *he* didn't take a turn on the diving board. Their interest in his body made him feel more confident, and he started to loosen up, letting himself participate more in their antics.

But then he heard a sound coming from inside the house, and all four of them instantly froze, looking at each other nervously.

"Oh shit," Julie said. "I think my mom just got home."

Colin's first instinct was to scramble out of the pool and put his suit back on as fast as possible, but it was already too late. Julie's mom walked out onto the back patio, took one look at the four wide-eyed young adults in the pool and the swimsuits strewn about, and, frowning, saw immediately what was going on.

"All right, the four of you, come on," she said sternly. "Out of the pool."

Having little other choice, they reluctantly got out of the water and stood nervously on the patio. Colin felt incredibly uncomfortable with Julie's mom unapologetically eying the four of them up and down-- him included-- with a severe expression on her face. Somewhere in the back of his mind burned the awareness that his three hot friends were standing next to him butt naked, just out of his field of vision, but he didn't dare look over.

Julie's mom shook her head disapprovingly. "Girls, for the love of God, put your swimsuits back on," she said. The girls went around to retrieve their bathing suits from where they had left them strewn about and then slipped them back onto their bodies, pouting and sulking the whole time. Colin also picked up his swim trunks and started to step back into them, but Julie's mom snapped her fingers at him aggressively. "Hey-- not you," she said.

Colin froze, his heart beating like crazy, and let his trunks fall back to the ground. The girls stood next to him, and while their tiny bikinis didn't in actual fact cover all that much more than when they had been wearing nothing at all, Colin felt even more naked and exposed in comparison.

"I am very disappointed in all of you, girls," Julie's mom said, her hands on her hips. "You should be ashamed of yourselves."

"God, mom, you're being so dramatic-- we're adults," Julie said whiningly.

"Julianna, don't talk back to me," her mom snapped. "As long as you're in my house, you'll abide by my rules. Do you think this sort of thing is allowed here?"

"Ugh, whatever," Julie said, rolling her eyes.

Then her mom turned her attention to Colin. "Young man," she said, beckoning him with a finger, "come over here."

Colin was so nervous he could hardly see straight, but he awkwardly walked over to where Julie's mom was standing, water dripping from his naked body, his big genitals flopping conspicuously with each step.

She scowled at him with her arms crossed in front of her chest. "Do you think this is appropriate?" she asked. "Exposing yourself to your female friends and tricking them into doing the same?"

"Oh, well, ugh," Colin stammered. "It actually wasn't my idea; I only--"

"Excuse me, I am not looking for excuses," Julie's mom said. "And I am not looking for you to blame my daughter and her friends for your behavior."

"Oh, no, certainly not, ma'am," Colin said quickly. "I was just saying that I actually was pretty uncomfortable with it, and I really only did it because the girls--"

In the middle of his sentence, she reached out and matter-of-factly slapped his bare scrotum, quite hard. As soon as her hand made contact, Colin's speech was cut off, modulating into a high-pitched whimper as his eyes sprang wide open in shock. He bent at the waist, groaning miserably, and then, overcome by the gnawing pain in his lower half, slowly sank down to the ground in an agonized squat.

The three girls gasped in surprise at what Julie's mom had done, and then, seeing the expression on Colin's face as he registered the awful feeling in his nuts, they started giggling, covering their mouths with their hands.

"Oh my God, Julie--" Becca said. "Your mom hit Colin in the balls!"

"That wasn't very nice," Rose said through her laughter.

"Mom, oh my God, you're being so annoying," Julie said, rolling her eyes in exasperation. "Can't you just let us be?"

"Honestly... what a bitch," Becca said in a semi-whisper, but still plenty loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Girls, knock that off, I mean it," Julie's mom said. "I'm not kidding around. Don't make this worse for yourselves."

"Oh, you're not kidding around?" Julie said in a mocking voice. "You already tried to neuter Colin. Do you really think that's how you're going to get us to take you seriously? I'm not scared of you."

"Julianna Michelle, you stop talking back this instant."

"Hmmm, maybe if I feel like it," Julie said. It seemed like her and her mom probably fought in this manner regularly.

"If you say one more thing, I'll hit your friend's testicles even harder," her mom warned.

Julie raised her eyebrows; she couldn't help herself. "If I say... 'one more thing'?"

Julie's mom's face reddened with anger. She turned her attention to Colin, who had been more or less oblivious to this whole conversation, too consumed by the awful feeling in his body. He was still in a squat, facing away from the rest of them, leaning slightly forward with his hands on the ground for balance, trying to take slow, even breaths. His testicles were dangling below his butt, clearly visible from behind.

Julie's mom took a heavy wooden sandal off one foot, rested one hand on Colin's shoulder for balance, and then leaned down and, swinging her arm back to generate momentum, slammed the flat soul of the shoe into Colin's vulnerable family jewels.

"Aaauughhhhh," Colin cried as the sandal connected solidly with his nads. He fell forward onto his face. "Ohhh, ohh, ohh." His voice was hoarse and breaking, going up an octave in the middle of syllables. He rocked back and forth in anguish, cradling his nuts in his hand.

"Oooooohh," the girls cried in sympathy, looking on with interest as Colin writhed in agony. "Boy, that got his babymakers super solidly," Becca said.

"Yeah, really" Rose agreed. "That must have hurt soooo much."

Colin couldn't focus on what was going on around him for a while, but he vaguely perceived that Julie and her mom kept arguing. When the pain had dulled enough for him to pay attention again, he was confused to see that Julie's mother was sitting on one of long flat pool chairs and bending Julie over her lap. "If you think you can talk back to me like that without being punished, just because you're not a kid anymore, you've got another thing coming," she was saying. Julie rolled her eyes, looking unimpressed.

Colin had no idea that anyone still spanked their children, let alone their adult children, and so seeing it happen right before his eyes came as a shock. The punishment didn't seem to have much effect on Julie, who just looked bored. Even so, seeing Julie bent over in the lap of a woman who basically looked like a hot older version of herself, getting her tight ass slapped again and again, barely covered by the thin fabric of her bikini-- he found himself getting a bit turned on. An image flashed into his mind of Julie on a bed on her hands and knees, looking back at him with her mouth open as he thrust his cock into her from behind and slapped her ass in just this manner.

He quickly shook the thought from his head as he realized someone had been speaking to him. "Huh?" he said in confusion.

"Come on," Julie's mom said, patting her lap. "You're next."

Colin's mouth hung open. "Me?" he asked meekly.

"What's the matter, you never got spanked as a kid?" Julie's mom asked. She shook her head disapprovingly. "And what do you know, look what kind of shenanigans you get yourself into."

"But-- but I--" Colin stammered.

"No lip," Julie's mom said firmly. "What do you expect? You pull a stunt like this at my house and it goes unpunished? Julie earned her own punishment for talking back, but I'm not dumb enough to think that any of the girls came up with the idea to go skinny-dipping; I know how boys your age think."

Colin was flabbergasted. He expected Julie or one of the other girls to step in and protest, but when none of them did, he found himself following orders. It was surreal; he got up off the ground, still naked, walked over to where Julie's mom was sitting, and lay down across her lap. His dick pressed awkwardly into her bare thighs, and his balls were trapped uncomfortably between his own legs. She started to slap his bare butt; it made a loud sound echoing off the concrete patio, but it didn't hurt very much. It didn't seem to make much sense as a punishment; his butt was one of the least sensitive parts of his body.

On the other hand, Colin felt so humiliated that he was on the verge of tears. He never could have dreamed of ending up in this situation, spread over the lap of his friend's mom, butt naked, and getting spanked while his three hot friends stood around in their bikinis and looked on eagerly.

The girls started to snicker. "I don't think your punishment is having much effect, mom," Julie said, still keen to undermine her mother. "It seems like he hardly even notices."

"Yeah, maybe he even likes it!" Becca blurted out. "I've known some guys who do."

"You girls stay out of this," Julie's mom said, continuing to focus on Colin's butt.

"Whatever you say mom," Julie said. "if you want to incentivize my hot guy friend to keep misbehaving around me, I'm all for it." Julie smiled and licked her lips suggestively.

Her mom's face grew red. Glaring at the three girls, she reached between Colin's legs, took his balls in her hand, and pulled them up so that they were sticking out behind his legs, resting underneath his butt. Although it was a highly unexpected jolt to feel her fingers touch him there, Colin, in his addled state of utter humiliation, actually felt relieved instead of afraid. His nuts had been squished together uncomfortably between his thighs, and it felt much better to have them pulled up behind his legs. He could sense behind his back that Julie's mom was raising her hand to deliver another blow, and he prepared himself for more benign slaps on his butt.

Instead, her hand came down right on his testicles, striking the ultra-sensitive bottoms of his balls, which she had purposefully made sure to expose when she had pulled his manhood between his legs. Colin gasped loudly and emitted a girlish, high-pitched cry. In his confused state he thought that she had still been aiming for his butt and had, very unfortunately for him, simply missed. But that theory went out the window when another strike, and then another, landed right on his ultra-vulnerable nuts.

She wasn't striking quite as hard as she had hit him before, but the fact that his testes were trapped at the end of his sack-- with absolutely no way to move in the direction of the blow or otherwise avoid getting struck dead-on-- and that she was making a point to hit him precisely in the specific place where his balls had the most nerve endings, and were outrageously sensitive to even the lightest taps, made each slap of her hand sickeningly painful.

"Eeeeeeeeee," Colin squealed, his whole body convulsing as the slaps to his balls kept coming. The girls looked on in amazement, trying not to laugh. They had all sack-tapped their guy friends now and then before, but they had never had such an unobstructed view of a guy getting his testicles struck. Colin's naked balls were plainly visible tucked behind his legs, and the girls could clearly see Julie's mom flinging her hand down and slapping them-- striking them precisely each time-- and they could just as clearly see the expression on Colin's face each time she made contact.

"Well," Julie said, as she watched what was happening. "It's hard to say *that* punishment isn't having any effect."

"Yeah," Becca agreed. "I don't actually know if Colin enjoys being spanked or not-- but I'm pretty sure no boy would enjoy *this*."

Colin was delirious with agony. He wanted to cry but no tears came out. Julie's mom's hand kept slamming down mercilessly on his balls; he could hear her counting to herself under her breath: "four... five... six..." she was pausing for a few moments between each hit, letting each new wave of pain-- that special kind of pain that could only be accessed by hitting a guy in one special place-- crest to it's apex before slamming her hand down again to add to it. "seven... eight... nine... ten"

After ten hits she pushed Colin off her lap and let him roll to the ground, where he writhed in misery, trying to make noises of anguish but struggling to get any sounds out of his throat.

"Damn!" Becca said, looking at Colin's naked butt trembling on the ground. "That was crazy-- she just kept slapping his nads again and again."

"Wow, Mom," Julie said, her voice mocking and sarcastic. "You really showed us. Now I'll be sure to behave-- after all, it would be so, so terrible if you laid *me* over your lap and spanked *me* between the legs like that. That would hurt sooooo much; just thinking about it makes me want to cry. Oh wait-- never mind, that wouldn't do anything!"

"You shut your trap," Julie's mom said. "You girls asked for that with your backtalk. If you want to play games, then fine, I don't mind giving him a spanking he won't soon forget. What's it to me." She stood up and smoothed out her blouse. "It's not my fault that boys come built-in with such a useful way to punish them."

For at least an hour Colin was out of commission, laying on the ground in a fetal position and moaning softly to himself. He couldn't follow what was going on around him very well during that time, but he gathered that eventually, after more arguing, Julie's mom left, with a warning that if she caught them misbehaving again it would be twice as bad for everyone next time.

The girls had moved on and gone backing to playing around in the pool. Eventually, Colin slowly got up, put his swim trunks back on, and rejoined them. He felt absolutely humiliated, but to his surprise and relief, the girls seemed to have more or less forgotten all about what happened. He thought for sure they would tease him mercilessly for the rest of the day and then some, but they didn't even allude to it. At first he felt very self-conscious, constantly afraid that one of them was going to bring it up or make fun of him, but eventually enough time passed in which everything seemed normal that he began to take it at face value.

The four of them spent the whole day hanging out in Julie's pool. By the early evening the girls were becoming slightly restless, and started talking excitedly about getting some alcohol. They wanted Colin to buy liquor for all of them, since they were all still twenty and he had turned twenty-one. But Colin didn't feel comfortable doing that, and said so. They were out of the water now, hanging out on the patio, arguing about it.

"Pleeeeeease, Colin?" Becca said, pouting and looking up at him. "Won't you do it for us?"

"I'm sorry girls-- I mean, if I get caught I could get in a lot of trouble. I don't want to risk it."

"Come on Colin, don't you want us to have a good time?" Rose asked. "We'll do *anything you want*."

Colin knew she was only saying it in the general, essentially meaningless way that people used that phrase in casual conversation, but even so, he swallowed with a little extra effort as he looked around at his three sexy friends and briefly let his mind wander into imagining jus what 'we'll do anything you want' could really mean. The girls were splayed out all around him, lounging on deck chairs or sitting on the ground, their smooth lovely bodies twisting and reclining and stretching in all sorts of wonderful ways, their small bikinis leaving little to the imagination. He was overcome with thoughts of before, when he had gotten those fleeting, agonizing glimpses of the girls' naked bodies, and he felt slightly dizzy with how much he wanted each of them. But he knew it was both fruitless and dangerous to let his mind wander too far down this path, so he shook his head quickly to clear his thoughts and then shook it again more slowly to indicate he wouldn't agree.

"Sorry," he said. "I'm still saying no."

Julie sighed loudly. "Oh my God, Colin," she said, rolling her eyes. "Do we have to spank your balls for you to do what we want?"

Colin felt his face go red; he didn't know what to say. Becca and Rose giggled.

"Wow, Julie," Rose said playfully. "That's soo mean! Don't you know that hitting a boy's balls hurts him worse than anything we could ever imagine? Colin would hate it if we did that! Right Colin?"

Colin laughed nervously. "Haha, right," he said. He knew they were just teasing him, but he still felt incredibly uncomfortable and embarrassed.

"Yeah Julie," Becca said, playing along. "Don't you remember learning about that in health class? When you hit a guy in the testicles, you're basically dooming him to experience excruciating agony. A guy's babymakers contain tons and tons of ultra-sensitive nerve endings, so striking his testicles is like ringing a bell that makes his whole nervous system explode with pain."

"Yeah, duh," Julie said. "I think we all saw that for ourselves quite clearly earlier. Well, some of us felt it more than we saw it-- right Colin?" The three girls laughed.

"Haha, yeah," Colin said, trying to sound casual and falling far short. "That wasn't too fun."

"So what do you say?" Julie asked, smiling at him. "You'll get us a bottle of vodka?"

"Um," Colin said. "Well, uh-- I just don't want to get in trouble. Sorry girls."

They sat pouting silently for a few moments, and Colin thought maybe they were going to drop the subject. Then he saw them all look at each other and smile, with a certain flicker passing between their glances.

It happened so fast, and he was caught completely off guard. The three girls suddenly jolted up from where they were sitting and sprang into action. Becca ran up behind him and held his arms behind his back, pressing her body into his to limit his mobility, and Rose yanked his swim trunks down with one swift motion, leaving him once again standing fully naked among the bikini-clad girls. Julie knelt down in front of him and grasped his penis in her left hand, holding it up and out of the way. She took one brief moment to look up at him and smile, her eyes twinkling with mischief, and then quickly slammed her free hand up into his balls.

"OOoohhhhh," Colin groaned, a deep, awful ache resonating up from his lower body. The girls all laughed. Julie smashed her hand into his exposed balls again, and then a third time. Her hits were hard, accurate, and solid.

Colin was completely trapped. In normal circumstances, he could have easily broken free from Becca's hold; he was much stronger than her. But in the crucial first few seconds he had been too stunned to do anything, and then as soon as Julie's first strike had connected with his balls, all the strength was zapped from his body. It was like his muscles and fine motor control shut down, so that his body could devote all its resources to the pain receptors in his nads. All he could do was thrust his hips out slightly to keep his balance as he leaned back against Becca-- feeling her chest press into him, the soft and wonderful contents of her bikini top barely separated from his skin by the sheer fabric-- creating an even more inviting target for Julie kneeling in front of him.

She kept pounding his balls, every hit as deadly accurate as the last-- no real chance to miss with the target hanging right in front of her eyes. Colin whimpered and yelped and moaned, and the girls couldn't stop laughing at his reactions.

"Sorry Colin, is it too mean to hit you here?" Julie asked sweetly, punctuating her question by delivering a particularly hard smack right on the word 'here,' causing Colin's eyes to roll slightly back in his head.

"No way!" Rose said enthusiastically. "That's the whole point of a ball-spanking; to be mean!"

"Yeah, don't go easy on him, Julie!" Becca added, craning her neck over Colin's shoulder, trying to get a good look at Julie's hand making contact with the most sensitive part of his genitals. "He's been a naughty boy-- we're just giving him the punishment he deserves!" This last line made all three girls break into peals of laughter.

"You hear that, Colin?" Julie asked. "You have to be a good boy--" smack! "--or else we might have to punish you by hitting you-know-where." She made a fist and punched hard up into his balls from below.

"MMMmmmhhhhmmgh," Colin moaned, twisting his body and trying to close his legs, but Becca easily held him in place. "Ohhhhh no no no, uuughhh." His voice was hoarse and choked.

"Okay, now THAT was mean," Rose said through laughter. "You just punched him in the testicles as hard as you could!"

"Oh, I'm sorry, I missed it," Becca said. "Could you try that again?"

Julie obliged, punching up into Colin's vulnerable ballsack again, causing him to squeal.

"Hmm, yeah sorry, I must have spaced out again," Becca said, trying to keep a straight face. "Could you try that one more time?"

Julie smiled, and happily delivered another swift uppercut into Colin's family jewels. He sucked in air, his whole body shivering.

"Ahh, yes, he did seem to register being punched there," Becca said dryly.

"Okay, well, I think we've made our point fairly clear," Julie said, giving Colin's sack one more slap, causing his eyes to water, and then letting go of his penis and standing up. "Let's just put a final exclamation mark on it: one nice big kick in the testicles!"

"Yes!" Becca and Rose shouted in unison.

"Nooo, no no no," Colin murmured, his voice woozy and weak. Becca was still easily holding him up, his weight falling back on her and his hips thrust out slightly in front of him.

"Shh," Julie said, holding one finger to his lips. "If you didn't want to get punished, you shouldn't have been a bad boy."

"Julie, aim for the bottom of his balls, coming from underneath," Rose said. "That's where all the nerve endings are-- it'll reeeeeeally hurt that way! That's why the punches were so good."

"Great idea!" Julie said. She brought her bare foot up underneath Colin's crotch and held it just underneath his nuts, indicating where she intended to kick. "Right here?" she asked.

Rose leaned down to get a closer look, her face inches away from Colin's private parts. "Yes, perfect" Rose said.

"Okay, Colin," Julie said, smilingly warmly. "This may hurt!"

She took a step forward with her left leg, swung her right foot back behind her, and then shot it forward in a wide, fast arc, like a piston being released, so that it swept up from below and connected perfectly with Colin's balls.

"OOOOooooughhhhhh," Colin emitted an awful, unnatural sound of pure agony. The amount of gravity pulling him towards the ground was no match for Becca's hold, and she let him go so he could crumple at the girls' feet and curl into the fetal position, kicking his legs out wildly in torment.

"Ouch," Rose said, looking down calmly at Colin's writhing form. "Right in the babymakers."

"It's hard to say how good they'll be at making babies after that," Becca said.

"Don't feel too bad about it, Colin," Julie said, squatting down to pat his head softly. "Getting your balls kicked is just part of being a boy. It's only natural." She ruffled her fingers through his hair. "Maybe next time you'll think twice about getting into a disagreement with girls."

Colin was on the ground for a long, long time, but, needless to say, when he was able to get up he went out and bought two bottles of vodka for the girls, and paid for it himself. He kept hanging out with his three friends a lot over the summer, but after that day the dynamic had changed. Often, when he was reluctant to do something or he disagreed with them, they would give him a meaningful look and say "it seems like someone needs to have his balls spanked," or "I'll bet we could resolve this with a good old-fashioned kick in the testicles." And when he annoyed them, or they were in a bad mood, or even sometimes just because they thought it was funny, they would fling out their wrists and give him a sack-tap, the backs of their hands landing solidly in the pouch of the short-shorts he wore in the summer heat, causing him to gasp and choke and bend over at the waist, and causing the girls to laugh until there were tears in their eyes.

This dynamic seemed to be the new normal, and while it made Colin uncomfortable, he was at least grateful that the girls hadn't again delivered a truly merciless onslaught to his vulnerable external genitalia like they had that one day at Julie's pool. How long that would last for, though, it was hard to say for sure.