It can't hurt that bad, right?

"It can't hurt that bad, right?" Hope hid a smile with her hand. The man on TV was curled up in a ball on the floor.

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"Guys that have no pain tolerence react like that," I replied "in real life you just power through"

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"Can you really do that?" She turned to me with an incredulous look. The TV light illuminated half her face. I admired her bright blue eyes for a moment. They were, along with her soft facial features and long black hair, beautiful, but they weren't the reason I loved her.

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"Yeah, at least I can," I said

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"Wow," She smiled, gave my bicept a small squeeze and pulled herself closer to me on the couch. I offered her my shoulder to rest her head on, which she accepted, and we cuddled a little for the rest of the film.

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It was my turn to do the dishes that day, which meant I stayed downstairs a little longer while Hope got ready for bed. After I finished I made myself a tea and headed upstairs.

I opened the bedroom door and found Hope still awake and sitting on the bed. She had wrapped herself up with the duvet leaving only her head visible. Pretty.

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"Aw, did you make that for me? You didn't have to!" Hope eyed my cup of tea

"Yes" I lied. She stuck a hand out from under the duvet and I passed her the cup. She sipped as I changed into my pyjamas.

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"Hey, Mark."

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I was halfway through changing. She gestured me to come closer with her index finger. She handed me the tea. I took it and placed it on the table behind me. When I turned around she was standing up, holding the duvet around her like a cape, but otherwise completely naked. She was stunning.

"Can you really power through getting hurt down there" she crossed one leg in front of her other.

"You don't believe me?"

"Even if," she said, dropping the cape and wrapping a delicate arm around my neck "someone properly squeezed your exposed, dangly bits?" She teased. Her free hand reached around behind me and I felt a light grip on my balls but she didn't squeeze.

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"Try me" I was smirked. Sure I had never been hurt there before but how bad could it be? I'd just ignore the pain and power through.

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"Are you sure? You can back out you know- I don't actually want to hurt you!" Her blue eyes looked up into mine.

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"I'm not going to get hurt" I laughed. She was pretty slim and had little muscle on her. I was safe.

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"If it hurts promise you'll just tell me?" She looked and sounded a little worried almost. I kissed her forehead and pulled her in until her flat tummy pressed against my own.

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"I promise." I felt her squeeze lightly. Not bad. Almost nice. She was so small and soft, the thought she could hurt me was laughable.

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"Is that all you've got? That's adorable" I pressed my cheek against her head, and ran my fingers through her long hair. Then she squeezed. Hard. For a second. I inhaled sharply and held onto her tightly. I felt like I was going to collapse. A tremendous pain exploded in my most sensitve area, more intense than anything I had ever experienced before. I braced my head on her shoulder. This couldn't be happening.

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"Are you alright?" She giggled

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"I'm fine, I just wasn't expecting it." I put on a confident voice "Try again. Don't hold back."

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I left my chin on her shoulder, pushed my whole body against hers and put my arm around her lower back. She was so small. She giggled again and moved her hips up and down and side to side, rubbing her soft groin against my own. The friction masked the pain I experienced moments earlier.

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"Ready?" She whispered into my ear. I felt her warm, minty breath on my face.

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"I'm ready" this time I was prepared. I braced myself against her.

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She squeezed just as hard as before but this time she didnt stop. I couldn't breath. The pain returned even stronger than before and spread to my stomach. I held onto her soft, warm body as tightly as I could. I felt my knees buckle and we both fell backwards onto the bed. I landed on top of her.

The pain was only getting worse. My body was cramping up. I felt like I was about to throw up. It was too much to bear. I had to accept the truth

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"It hurts!" I cried. She let go immediately. She stifled a laugh and then looked at me with a worried expression. I was a mess, crumpled on top of her, shaking and writhing uncontollably. My head rested on her chest and my legs intertwined with hers. I had let go of her and instead I found myself cradling my balls. There were tears in my eyes and my breathing was unsteady.

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"I'm so sorry!" she sounded genuinely apologetic. "That must have hurt so much. Take deep, slow breaths, you're going to be ok. Are you crying? Why didn't you tell me when it started to hurt? I feel so bad now. You don't have to act tough anymore, it's okay, just let it all out. Come here." She sat up and placed my head on her lap. I felt a peck on my cheek and then her embrace. I was still shaking. She silently comforted me for about half an hour, brought some ice to ease the pain and some hot chocolate for both of us. We drank together in silence. I never imagined that a girl as delicate as Hope could make me hurt this badly. We didn't bother getting dressed- instead we lay in bed cuddling gently, and chatted a bit, about books we'd read and games we'd played as if the past hour had not happened.

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Eventually I said "About what happened tonight- you won't tell my mates will you? Or your friends? Please?"

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She nodded "I won't tell a soul. You look sooo embarassed- I've never seen you cry like that. I think it was kinda cute to see your sensitive side right after you act so tough and macho" She giggled and squeezed my hand. Then she whispered "If it makes you feel better, you can go back to pretending you're tough and I'll pretend tonight never happened."

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"Really? You mean it? Thanks, Hope. And thanks for, you know, letting go when it hurt"

"I would have let go sooner but I had no idea what you were feeling! I was so worried when you, you know" she let go of my hand and covered her pussy, curled up in a fetal position and pretended to shake and writhe. "It hurts!" She whispered and whimpered jokingly. Her impression wasn't far off, I'll admit that. "I didn't squeeze that hard, or that long. I can't believe you're so fragile and vulnerable down there! If I didn't let go when I had and if I was really trying to hurt you then...," she shuddered and grimaced at the thought. "I'm just relieved that you're okay." She said. She put her hand on my cheek and said "I really love you, you know?" I could kiss her

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As if she read my mind, she leant in and we kissed deeply.

When our lips seperated I looked into her beautiful blue eyes once again. "I love you too, Hope" I replied. I meant it.