Studs to nuts

mf, interracial, castration, milf, necro, family ties


A friendly soccer game was happening between two high school senior teams. General Stroker High School in green was playing against St. Adolphus High School in blue. One of the players in St. Adolphus team was Finn, a tall eighteen-year-old senior with a mop of auburn hair. His mom, Liz, was in the seats with other parents cheering the players up. The game was going quite even.


Liz didn't care much about the game, she was here to support her son. She honestly was quite bored. Loud noise woke her up from her boredom.


"Go, Jamar!"


A plump black woman in a yellow top was screaming at the top of her lungs. It seemed that her son had just won the ball. That made Liz pay attention.

Jamar, which evidently was the black guy's name, was a cute black boy, 19 years old, lean and athletic. General Stroker senior moved in a cocky way, as if he owned the field, and noone could stop him.


Liz stared. She suddenly felt parched, her eyes were glued to Jamar. One of the most exciting fantasies Liz had was fucking a younger black guy. A bad boy, as they all were in her dreams. Those were improper thoughts, especially towards a 19-year-old, but she knew nobody will ever know. They were just thoughts, after all.


Jamar won the ball and broke through the St. Adolphus line. The viewers, mostly players' parents, increased shouts of encouragement. Jamar kicked the ball and sent it directly into Finn's team's goal.


"That's my boy!" plump black mother screamed. "That's right, I'm Charice! Jamar's mother!"


Why Charice had to shout her name, probably nobody knew. Her voice was quite obnoxious, but evidently she couldn't contain her joy. She jumped from her seat and raised her hands in the air. Many dads' eyes were clearly ogling her instead of the field. Her bust and butt was shaking up and down, but she didn't care. Liz was happy for Charice. She would be happy too, if her hot black son scored a goal.


"Oh, gosh, I shouldn't be thinking that," Liz caught herself.


But she couldn't stop. She was thirsting for a bad boy from the other school's soccer team who had captured her imagination. Jamar run a victory lap shouting something in his opponents' faces, including Finn. His attitude was brash and cocksure. Liz had completely lost Finn from her sight.


That changed when by accident Jamar crashed into Finn and both young guys fell on the field.


Finn was lying on the back. He seemed fine, just maybe a bit surprised. Finn's shorts had slipped down his abdomen, without revealing his privates. Nothing indecent had happened yet, only some pubic hairs revealed over the edge of the fallen shorts. Jamar was crouching next to him.


Unexpected to everyone, Jamar jumped up and kicked. In a sudden flush of anger he swung his foot in a sweeping motion as if he wanted to send a curved ball to the goal from the spot other guy's crotch was. Tip of Jamar's foot in green soccer shoe caught the bulge between Finn's legs and launched the contents of his pants flying. Liz gasped and jumped from her seat. Jamar, boy she was lusting for, had just kicked her son's genitals. Finn's quite large dick and ballsack jumped up in the air. His genitals were very well visible even from the distance, their natural bright pink color contrasting with surroundings.


Finn's sack, either naturally long or stretched by the kick, extended over his hip to the side. His round testicles were laying on the grass right next to him, still attached to the body and inside his sack. As if even more angered by the sight of Finn's pink nuts, Jamar stomped down. His foot wrecked the defenceless balls and flattened them into the ground. Red plastic studs of Jamar's soccer shoes painfully crushed Finn's balls, each creating a painful crater in the nut meat. Finn was squirming, his body instinctively curled around black guy's leg. His testicles were being destroyed along with any means to resist the attack. Jamar ground his foot, dealing even more damage to Finn's already fucked up nuts. Next second couple of players from both teams pulled him away, leaving Finn alone and trembling.


"Oh my gosh!" Liz screamed.


She rushed through the rows of spectators to the field. She couldn't believe that her son's genitals were cruelly wrecked by the young soccer player she was just lusting after.


An ambulance took Finn away. Liz was holding his hand, but her son was unresponsive. He was just moaning.


A loud crowd had gathered around, discussing the event. Some of the people were engaged in a shouting duel with Jamar and his mom. Unexpectedly, they were both defiant.


"Jamar did nothing! You can prove nothing!" Charice shouted at Liz.


Her plump body was shaking, both ass and tits, almost threatening to knock out anybody who would dare to come near.


"Yea, fuck you! I didn't touch the motherfucker!" Jamar declared. "If I need, I will do it again!"


For Liz, the most annoying thing was that it all just made her lust for Jamar even more. It took only a second to Jamar to reduce her son to a broken pile of misery. It was yet to be seen if the hot black guy hadn't destroyed her chances of ever having grandkids. Now Jamar was swearing at the world as if he was wrongfully accused. She looked at Jamar's crotch and noticed a fat bulge, created by a thick outline of his hardened dick. Liz's heart was beating. She had to sort out her feelings as soon as possible.


\*


Only a couple days later Jamar was walking along the road not far from his home, when a slightly unsure female voice addressed him.


"Excuse me, Jamar!"


Jamar turned, saw a middle-aged woman and decided to not show surprise.


"My name is Liz," she said. "Maybe you remember me, I am Finn's mom. He's the boy you had altercation couple days ago..."


"Yea, I remember a loser who stopped having nuts after crashing into me!"


Jamar loved to dominate others, and he fully remembered the event. He crashed into a white guy from the opposing team. Finn was laying on the field with his falling shorts, fabric gathered around his bulge, pubes and the base of his dick almost showing, and Jamar just couldn't help himself. It was almost an instinct.


At first Jamar kicked Finn's bulge, only revealing his pink dick and nutsack. For a white guy Finn's genitals were quite large. Of course, they were nothing compared to Jamar's thick black dick and nuts, as he proudly thought. What Jamar could concede to him, that his sack was very loose, maybe made so by the kick. Jamar stomped down on the outstretched pink nutbag in the grass, right where Finn's testicles had made landing. Before being pulled away, he ground his foot into these lumps of meat, feeling how the red studs on the sole of his shoe crushed and mashed the flesh under his weight. Jamar didn't remember the exact moment when it happened. He just knew that one moment he was standing on a flat skin sack that felt like a banana peel under his foot. Jamar destroyed white guy's balls and loved it.


He had got a red card for that, and later he even got booted from General Stroker High School soccer team. That just made Jamar even more angry. The loser's mom was now here.


"What do you want, bitch?" he said in a threatening voice.


The middle-aged woman seemed to be unsure how to proceed.


"Well, maybe you wanted to know that Finn is fine. He's in the hospital after the surgery. Parts of both his testes were removed but he still has them. Finn will experience reduced sex life, but he still has a chance to have kids..."


Liz was talking rapidly, while giving an impression to be wanting to say something else. Her eyes were darting around. She was annoying Jamar.


"What do I care?" he interrupted her. "Want me to crush whatever he got left of his balls!"


"Wait!" Liz seemed to had gathered all her resolve. "I want you to fuck me!"


Liz lifted the front of her skirt. Between her white thighs, covered with faint network of veins, Jamar could see her smooth, plump pussy. Liz had shaved herself clean in preparation of the meeting.


"We can go where nobody's looking, or maybe my car, or wherever you want..." she continued her mumbling.


For a second Jamar was stunned. A 19-year-old athlete was obsessed with jerking off and fucking. What would he previously do for a chance to fuck a white milf's fat cunt? He would do anything. And now some loser's mom was throwing herself at him. All he had to do was stomp her son's nuts! Jamar caught himself and regained composure before turning into a blabbering moron. He calmly reached down with his right hand and pushed his fingers into woman's pussy.


"All right, bitch, I'll fuck you. I'll fuck you every day!"


Liz was trembling. She tried instinctively lean back, but Jamar's hand was holding her lower body in place. His fingers were strong.


"Your car will do," he said. "Bitch."


Liz could only nod.


\*


A couple of weeks went by. Finn returned from the hospital and at first tried to live as normally as he could. 18-year-old Finn used to be an owner of quite large balls, which, together with his man-sized dick, made a nice set of virile genitals he was really proud of. All changed when his balls were reduced to pulp during a soccer match. Finn could vividly remember how he hugged black player's leg, while that leg was grinding his nuts. He could remember the feeling of the membranes of his testicles giving in and losing their shape, collapsing into nothing. It was painful, cruel and humiliating. Finn remembered the player, Jamar, and his plump mother, Charice, jeering at his ruination.


Somehow doctors found a way to save Finn's sex organs. He was extremely lucky. Major parts of his nuts were cut off and thrown out. What remained of his balls healed and calcified. Finn's sack now was too big for his new testicles. Their shape was wrong too. He could feel them every time he walked. He wasn't jerking off as before.


There was something wrong about Finn's mother. Liz never mentioned what had happened to Finn. Often she went away during the day, returned later, and then she always made Finn pancakes. Mom's pancakes were Finn's favourite food, but he wandered why was he getting them so often.


One day Finn secretly followed Liz on her journey and saw everything. Liz had stopped her car in an empty lot. Jamar, the black guy who had pulped Finn's testicles appeared. The seat of the car was pushed back and Liz started to fuck Jamar, both too busy to notice anyone. Finn couldn't believe his eyes.


Finn could clearly see his mom's fat ass bouncing up and down. Fading tanlines formed a paler triangle on Liz's ass, with her cute butthole in the middle. Paler skin was even more contrasting with Jamar's black cock. The cock was sliding in and out of Liz's pussy, her lips tightly hugging the black rod. Jamar's balls, healthy and round, were bouncing up and down as he was thrusting himself deeper and deeper.


"You like this? You like this, bitch?"


Not only ass was bare. Liz had uncovered her shoulders and chest for Jamar. Her tits too had appetizing tanlines. Finn saw that Jamar's fingers were dug into mom's soft boobs. Through moans, Jamar and Liz were talking about something that aroused both of them.


"Want me to crush your son's nuts for real?"


"Please don't!" Liz replied. "You're so strong! I'll be your bitch!"


Jamar repeatedly slapped Liz's tits. Her nipples swung violently from side to side.


"You gotta work for that!" Jamar slapped her face. "Or I visit! No kids for your Finn then!"


"Oh gosh, oh gosh," mom was euphoric.


Jamar sucked on Liz's breast. He wasn't gentle, his teeth dug into her flesh mercilessly. Both bodies tensed and he came. At last Finn saw Jamar pump his cum in a seemingly unending stream inside Liz's pussy. Then Jamar unceremoniously pushed Liz away and got out of the car. He walked, but Liz lay for a while exhausted and spread-eagle, her pussy oozing cum.


Finn returned angry. He hated everything about this. Turned out, Liz was fucking a guy who had almost completely desexed him. Then Liz was trying to soothe her consciousness, making him pancakes, all while carrying Jamar's teethmarks on her boobs. Finn wasn't leaving himself unavenged.


Another night Liz was out to meet Jamar. As Finn had easily found out, Jamar and his shouty mom Charice lived alone in a separate house. On the way to their house Finn, wearing a cap over his eyes and a hoodie, passed Jamar on the street. Jamar was too excited to fuck Liz to notice him.


Jamar had left his house whithout saying anything to his mother. Charice generally didn't bother him with questions. Son was out, but he would soon be back.


Finn sneaked into the house through the back door. His's heart was beating quicker. The guy who had reshaped his manhood lived here with a mother. The interior was not too new but it was kept in somewhat clean state. The layout was a bit narrow. Sounds of vacuum cleaner came from the living room.


"Hmm, hmm, mmm," somebody was loudly humming over the sounds of the vacuum.


Finn quietly peeked from the entrance. He could only see the middle-aged woman's back. She was energetically cleaning the floor. Charice was in her home clothes - a blue cotton gown and a pink bonnet that covered her hair. Her black feet were bare. As she was bending forward with her vacuum, her gown showed her thick legs. Her fat ass rounded towards Finn and somehow reminded Finn the sight of his mom's ass bouncing up and down on Jamar's cock.


Unexpectedly for Charice, her vacuum cleaner went quiet. She didn't have time to turn around, when she felt electrical cord wrap around her neck.


Charice didn't know who was attacking her. All she knew was that she was being strangled in her own home. Finn tightened the cord around Charice's fat neck until it dug into her skin. Her tongue protruded through her teeth. Her dark skin above the cord was becoming noticeably paler. Charice tried to kick and punch, to no avail. It only made Finn lose balance, and they both fell on the ground. Finn didn't let the woman go.


"Just die, please!" Finn almost begged his victim.


Charice didn't really have any chance to get him off her back. The woman really had a soft and large butt, that was now pressed at his lower belly. Black milf's ass would be every eighteen-year-old boy's dream, and, if only he had his old balls, Finn would be extremely aroused. Instead he was calm, his mind calculating, his dick only slightly hard. There was no mercy for Charice. Eventually she dropped her hands down, her tits shook, when she weakly twitched in her death throes.


For a while they stayed in their position, then Finn released the cord. With a loud, meaty thud, Charice dropped on the floor lifeless. Her gown had moved up, unveiling the fact that she wore nothing underneath. Charice's thick legs were stretched out, with her wrinkly soles facing the ceiling. Like a brown hill, her naked ass was peaking upwards.


"You fuck my mom, I kill your mom," Finn declared under breath.


He left Charice in the middle of the room, hid in the other side of the house and waited for Jamar.


About an hour later Jamar walked in. He was in a good mood, having just fucked Liz in his usual rough manner. He didn't have a reason to suspect anything at first. That changed when Jamar peeked into the living room and noticed his mother's naked dead ass. Jamar froze in the doorway.


"Mom?" he shouted.


The frozen second was enough for Finn. He smacked his rival on the head with a hammer, producing a loud thud. Jamar tumbled down face first. Finn raised the hammer again, but didn't hit. Jamar didn't move. There was no need to hit him again. Maybe he was still alive, maybe not - Finn didn't care. He wanted Jamar's balls.


Finn made a large cut on the bottom of his rival's pants, then tore the fabric off, revealing Jamar's muscular legs and buttocks. He kneeled down, reached between Jamar's legs and under his belly. Finn found what he was looking for. He pulled the large black nutsack, heavy on his palm, from under Jamar's body.


At first Finn wanted to flatten Jamar's nuts with the hammer, but changed his mind. Something had caught his eyes - a pair of green soccer shoes thrown carelessly in the corner. The same ones. Finn was very familiar with the shoes with red plastic studs that had pulped his nuts.


"My turn, Jamar," he whispered.


Finn threw off his boots and put on rival's soccer shoes. He carefully stepped on Jamar's balls, without letting them slip away. After the studs dug in the flesh, the black nuts were fixed in space. Finn put his weight on the foot. The dense tissue felt elastic, ready to spring back to its original shape. Of course, Finn didn't let that happen.


"So that's what crushing my balls felt like?" he asked his unresponsive rival.


Finn ground his foot, just like Jamar had done on the soccer field. The sensation of crushing Jamar's nuts felt amazing. Meanwhile Finn was reliving his own nuts being crushed, but it was a pleasant feeling. Almost like he and Jamar were now bonded with something unique only they had experienced. Finn caressed his crotch. He was getting aroused, his dick was hardening, despite his reduced sex.


The studs pressed through Jamar's nuts and, as Finn ground the foot, produced a scraping sound. It was the soft ground of the soccer field that had saved his balls from complete ruination. Here there was a hard floor underneath. That would be something Jamar and Finn experience differently.


Finn removed his foot and looked attentively. Jamar's gorgeous testicles were reduced to a thick misshapen mass under the cover of stud-bruised black sack. Finn rubbed his crotch then kicked off the shoes. He would finish the job without them.


With his bare feet Finn stepped on the deformed ballsack. He wanted to feel Jamar's testicles collapsing under his foot. Sensation of touching Jamar's nuts with his bare feet felt like stepping on hot playdough. Finn's dick wasn't fully rock-hard, but it was harder than ever it has been after the injury. His cut-down balls were tingling like never before. Jamar's nuts were getting flatter and flatter. They were almost eliminated, and all that left was to completely level them. As his dick got harder and harder, Finn got it out of the pants. He was stroking himself.


Jamar's testicles were casting heat, as if they were resting on a heated floor. The testicle tissue was disappearing like a lump of fat on a pan. Soon Finn noticed somewhat unexpectedly, Jamar's nuts were completely flat. The skin of the black ballsack had glued to the bottoms of his feet. Finn stepped away with a feeling of Jamar's skin being pulled of his soles like a piece of tape.


Finn's dick was hard as a diamond. The sensation of castrating his rival was enough to almost cum on the spot. Finn wouldn't give Jamar the courtesy of cumming on his body. Dead Charice was laying in the living room, her ass completely uncovered, enticing more than ever.


Finn dropped himself on top of the dead milf and pushed his dick between her pillowy ass mounds. He pressed his body at Charice's back and aimed for the goal. Charice's body had cooled down to room temperature, but her ass still was soft and pliable. Finn's dick penetrated the black milf's butthole. It took him only couple of thrusts before he came. Afterwards Finn lay on top of Charice, with his face pressed into her bonnet.


If getting his sex reduced on the soccer field was the worst day of Finn's life, today was the best. What made it better was that his mom was making pancakes tonight. Finn got out unnoticed and calmly walked home.