His side - more than just friends
This is written from Nate's point of view. I'll post Stacey's side of events at a later date. This is based on true events (with some embellishment).
Nate read his text on his way home from work - "I don't feel like going anywhere tonight. Let's just drink at my place. Come over at 7."
That sounded perfect. It had been a long week and he didn't feel like going anywhere anyways.
It had been 2 years since graduating college and moving to a new town. Luckily enough, Stacey took a job in the same town. They'd been close since meeting in Math 101 freshman year.
He had enough time to hit the gym on the way home and after showering changed into a pair of running shorts and a t-shirt before heading over.
He always liked hanging out with Stacey. Normally they would watch some TV and pour some stuff drinks like back in college. Nothing sexual ever happened between the two, but there was some tension with the lighthearted flirting that always went on.
Nate knocked on the door and Stacey opened up the door in a pair of black leggings and a white v-neck. He couldn't help but look down and admire her cleavage and ruby red bra that was slightly visible through the sheer fabric of her shirt. One of the benefits of being a foot taller than Stacey at 6' 3" was the view.
"Come on in. I already poured you a drink!"
Once again, he couldn't help but check her out as he followed her inside. Her ass was just as round and perfect as her tits. C cups? He wasn't sure, but they were a perfect size in his eyes.
He took a sip and coughed, "jeez, is this just pure vodka?!"
"You know how I like to make drinks," she chuckled.
After watching some TV and downing a couple drinks - they both had a solid buzz and were talking about what else they wanted to do while Stacey grabbed a snack from the kitchen.
"Could you snag me an apple while you're up," Nate asked before turning his attention back onto the TV.
A couple seconds later he heard a THUMP followed by a searing pain in his balls before doubling over in pain.
Stacey barely held back her laughter. "I'm sorry! I thought you were still looking! Looks like I got you right in the balls."
"Mostly the left one actually. I don't think you could have better aim if you tried."
"I think I could. Want me to see and maybe even out the pain?"
Nate's heart beat skyrocketed. This was a crucial moment. He'd always wanted for Stacey to bust his balls, but didn't want to come off like a weirdo if she wasn't into it... He looked over at her and saw a shimmer in her eyes as she waited for a response. Time to shoot his shot.
"Let's see what kind of aim you've got. If you're anywhere near as drunk as I am there's no chance."
Stacey had come back around into the TV room and picked the apple off the ground. "You're on. Stay still and open your legs a bit. Now close your eyes."
THUMP. Bullseye. The familiar searing pain hit his right testicle as he heard Stacey shriek with delight.
He slumped to the floor amidst the delighted cheers of his friend. He curled up partially to soothe the pain, but also to conceal his election that was impossible to hide in his thin running shorts.
Stacey ran over to him to provide some comfort when she saw what he was trying his best to hide.
"Is your cock hard? Do you like this? Did you want me to hit your nuts on purpose?"
Nate paused, hoping the questions were rhetorical, but Stacey looked at him waiting for an answer.
"Yes." He felt shame in that moment knowing his secret was out and their friendship would forever be different.
"Well stand up then. Lets see what you're working with." Nate could see Stacey getting excited which made his cock twitch.
"Now take your pants off," she commanded as he got to his feet. Sensing his hesitancy she took off her shirt to show off her chest covered by the red lacy bra Nate was admiring earlier.
Inspired by what he was seeing he slid his shorts down and kicked them off to the side letting his pulsing erection and sore balls stand at attention.
"Woah." Stacey walked over mesmerized by his impressive package. She grasped his cock with one hand and with the other massaged his balls.
"I don't know I'd you're more aroused at me hitting your nuts or me taking some clothes off, so why don't I give you a bit of both. One kick equals one item of clothing taken off. Fair?"
Nate was still in awe of the petite figure before him to speak so he just nodded.
Stacey then put her arms on his shoulders to calm his nerves and looked into his eyes. As a big smile crossed her face she jumped in the air pulling Nate's shoulders for more force as she planted her knee deep in his groin.
Nate was seeing stars as he took a knee to gather himself. From there he watched Stacey remove her bra with one hand. Her tits were just as perfect as he'd always imagined.
"Be warned. If you touch them, I squeeze your balls for the same amount of time."
He wanted nothing more than to touch her perky tits but he didn't want to tap out before the rest of her clothes came off.
The rest of the kicks were just as hard as the first, but seeing her remove an item of clothing each time was all the motivation he needed to keep going.
Finally, he was staring at a completely nude Stacey. Nate still couldn't believe how lucky he was to have his testicles abused by her. She then told him it was time for the finale.
She backed up and with a running start punted her foot into his testicles as a loud THWAP sound echoed in the small apartment.
Nate collapsed in a sittinf position in a euphoric pain holding his swollen balls. As he composed himself Stacey crawled over on all fours before holding one ball gently in each hands.
"Good boy. Now it's time for your reward." She put her hands on tops of each testicles and positioned herself on them, pinning them against the floor. With most of her body weight on his testicles, she leaned in and whispered in his ear, "carry me to my room and fuck me."
It wasn't long before he couldn't hold back and they stayed in bed holding each other until a mixture of the alcohol, endorphins declining, and tiredness lulled them to sleep.
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Nate woke up first with a headache and an aching in his balls. He couldn't believe what had happened. The dull pain he felt was comforting in a way. Maybe this could be the first of many nights like this. He could only hope.
Then he felt Stacey stir and she rolled over towards him and put her arm under the covers to lightly massage his nuts.
"How are your testicles feeling this morning?" Hearing her talk about hurting his balls with them in her hands was magical.
"Ready for round 2?" She asked with a light squeeze.
Oh boy, here's we go again