Part 10: A Mother's Love

*Senior Slump Part 10*

[Part 9](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/199k2up/senior_slump_part_9_before_break/)



Once they had arrived at their house, Penny and his Mother, Eileen, helped Sam hobble his way inside. His legs still felt weak from the extreme torture his junk had gone through that day. Once they had gingerly deposited him on the couch, his Mom got up and said,

"I'm going to draw you a nice, cool, bath, okay, honey? In the meantime, Penny, could you get him some ice, please?"

"Yeah, of course." said Penny, rising from where she had been, kneeling in front of the Sam.

"And make sure to apply it directly on the testicles, okay? We want to get that swelling down." Eileen called back as she started up the stairs.

Penny gave Sam a look of, "oh my god. Moms right?" before heading to the kitchen.

Sam let out a sigh and rubbed his face with his hands. What a day. He thought about what Penny had said after class - about stepping down from his role as class slave, but he wasn't sure Ms. Powell would let him. Not without flunking him, at least. And he couldn't afford to fail the class and risk having to repeat the year. Besides, as brutal as the day had been, he wasn't sure he even wanted to stop. He wasn't sure he even could.

Penny returned a few moments later with a plastic bag full of ice, ending his train of thought for the moment.

He held out his hand for the ice, but Penny ignored it and sat down next to him.

"Let me." She said softly, and she reached down and gently pulled his cock and balls out of shorts.

"Pen, we're in the middle of the living room!" Sam hissed, trying lamely to cover his bits.

"Seriously? I've seen you naked a hundred times." said Penny, pushing his hands out of the way.

"But, Mom-"

"She's busy. Besides, at this point, I doubt she'd even care. You heard her, 'apply the ice directly to his balls.'" she

"Yeah, but still. It's weird."

Penny scoffed. "But your little sister holding your balls and rubbing ice on them isn't?"

True to her word, she picked up his swollen sack and began to gently rub the bag of soothing ice over them. Sam let out a hiss as the the ice made contact with his tender skin. He sighed as Penny rubbed. He was still quite sensitive, but after the initial shock, the cold ice helped to ease the burning pain in his balls. It was nice to have his balls taken care of after all the abuse they had endured in the past weeks. Really nice, in fact.

"Damn, really, bro?" chuckled Penny, as his cock began to stiffen. "Nothing can keep this guy down, huh?" She grabbed his dick and softly stroked it as she continued to ice down his nuts.

"Fuck, Penny." Sam whispered.

"Shh, just let your sister take care of you." Penny whispered, snuggling closer to him.

Just then, the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs made them both jump. Sam scrambled to cover himself back up and Penny shot to her feet, leaving the bag of ice in his lap.

"Your bath is all ready, honey. Let's get you cleaned up." said Eileen

"Uh- Yeah, thanks, Mom." Sam blurted, hobbling up from the couch as he dried to awkwardly tried to keep his shorts up while still holding the ice to his groin. Penny shot him an apologetic glance before escaping into the kitchen once more.

They made their way up the steps, Eileen still supporting his weight, before delivering him to the bathroom. He limped his way in and heard the door close behind him. He let out a deep sigh, dropping the bag of ice into the sink and letting his not-quite-fully-pulled-up shorts begin to slide down.

He jumped when heard footsteps behind him, followed by a sudden hand on his shoulder. He whirled around to find that his mother had in fact entered the bathroom with him.

"Mom!" he cried, once again scrambling to hike his shorts up to cover his crotch. "What the hell?! I was about to get naked!"

Eileen gave him a bemused look and said, "And, why did you stop? You're not going to bath in your clothes, are you?"

"I didn't know you were in here!"

"Oh, I'm sorry dear." she laughed, "I didn't realize I was that quiet!"

"Well, can you leave, please?"

"Sam, honey, I need to make sure you're alright."

"I'm fine. I promise."

Eileen scowled. "Suddenly a trained nurse, are you?"

Sam scoffed.

"I didn't think so. Now, I'm not about to risk my only son's health over a little bit of embarrassment, okay? So drop those trunks, young man, and let me do my thing."

"Seriously?" Sam complained, somewhat unsure why he was even considering this.

"Seriously. Or you'll be doing the dishes for the next week."

"That's not fair! This is such bullshit. I'm the one who's injured here!" Sam cried, the threat provoking a flash of frustration.

Eileen softened at his distress. "I know, honey. Come here."

She pulled hims into a warm hug and stroked his back.

"I know it's been a rough day for you, and I know you'd rather just be left alone for a while, but, honey, I really need to make sure you're okay, alright? I'm worried about you. What kind of mother would I be if I just let you deal with this by yourself? And besides, it's not like I haven't seen it all before. I did change your diapers, you know. I just need to make sure you're not in any immediate danger, okay?"

Sam sighed again, embarrassment, followed by a familiar, and yet, slightly unfamiliar, arousal swirling inside his body, which he was suddenly aware, was pressed against his mother's curvy, well endowed, form. He pulled away from her before she noticed his semi-erect cock pressing against her thigh.

"Ugh, fine. Just, be quick, please?"

"I'll be as fast as I can."

Shaking his head as to how he ever found himself in this situation, he slowly let his shorts drop to the floor, pointedly looking anywhere but at his Mom.

"Well, they certainly look swollen."

Sam gulped and winced as he felt his mothers hands gently lift his balls. He cursed himself for the sudden jolt of arousal he felt at her touch and focused all his energy onto keeping his cock under control.

"I'm just going to make sure nothings broken. This might hurt a but, honey." her tone was caring but Sam thought he could hear a hint of a smile in her voice as she began to palpate his battered balls, rubbing her thumbs around them, causing stabbing pains to shoot through his groin, as she searched for any damage. Despite his best efforts, blood stubbornly insisted on continuing to slowly fill his penis as Eileen worked his nuts.

"Well, good news! There's no real damage. You've certainly got a hearty pair of balls on you, honey. You probably didn't even need to stop. I think these suckers could take a much worse beating than this and be just fine." she said, sounding a bit too excited for Sam's taste. She finished her inspection with a firm squeeze to both balls, causing Sam to gasp, and his traitorous cock to spring to full attention, slapping his abdomen as his Mom release his balls. She laughed and gave it a little shake.

"Mom!" Sam squeaked.

"Haha, what? I think someone wants to have a bit more fun before bath time!" She gave his dick another little wiggle.

"Mom, that's weird!" Sam complained.

"Why? It's not weird when your sister does it, is it?"

"What-" Sam stammered, "but-"

"Oh, come one, honey, I'm not stupid. I guessed what you two have been up to already, and what I saw when I was coming down the stairs just now pretty much confirmed it." his Mom chuckled.

Sam just stared at her, having no idea how to respond.

"And.. you're, like, fine with that?" he finally managed.

"Of course, dear! I was the one who suggested family ball busting time, wasn't I? I wasn't suggesting some kind of stuffy, puritanical activity where we just poke your balls with a stick from across the room or something. I told you my family was always very open about sexuality. When I suggested family ballbusting, I meant, real, dirty, sexy, hard ball busting. The kind that gets your dick hard like this."

She reached out again and squeezed his balls again, hard this time. Sam gasped and felt his cock twitch and strain with anticipation. She leaned in close to him.

"And the kind that gets me wet and dripping."

She released his balls and pulled took his hand, plunging it into her loose fitting yoga pants. Sam shivered with strange arousal and shame as his fingers slid down his Mom's stubbly mound, past her engorged clit, and down between the slick folds of her wet pussy.

"See, baby? Everyone's happy. It's just some good, old, family fun, hmm?
"Yeah." Sam breathed, mind flooding with arousal.

"Now, you want Mommy to bust your swollen balls some more, baby? You want her to knee your nuts until you cum? Say 'yes, mistress.' say it for Mommy."

Sam hesitated, his mind wrestling with his dick, before finally, of course, his dick won, and in a moment of growing acceptable, he whispered, "Yes, mistress."

"Good boy."

Eileen pulled away from his slightly, and with surprising force, slammed her knee into her son's already deeply swollen balls. He immediately dropped, but his Mom was not feeling merciful, and held him up as she delivered another balls shattering knee to his groin. Sam groaned, and then another knee smashed into his nuts, then another, and another, and another, again and again, until his legs were jelly, and his cock was throbbing with pleasure. He was so close to cumming, but then, Eileen stopped. Sam looked up at her, confused.

"Beg me for it." she said with a wicked grin, her large chest heaving, "On your knees."

Sam sunk to his knees and stared up into his Mother's gorgeous face.

"Please, mistress, destroy my balls."

"With pleasure, slave."

With earth shattering force, his Mom swung her powerful foot directly into his ruined balls. The pain was explosive. Easily the hardest kick he'd taken all day. He instantly crumpled, but even that extreme pain wasn't enough to stop his orgasm. Just as he fell forward onto the floor by Eileen's feet, he came hard, spurting all over the floor in front of him, causing him to land in it. He curled into a ball, clutching his balls, still in the throws of his orgasm and twitched. Eileen knelt next to him and caressed his back, gently cooing to him as he convulsed. When he finally recovered he looked up at her. She had a gentle smile on her face, and cupped his face in her hand.

"Let's get you that bath now, hmm, sweety?" her voice was so kind and motherly it almost shocked him. just seconds before she had been a cold, cruel dominatrix, and now she was back to being his sweet, doting mother. He couldn't help feeling a tinge of fear at how quickly she had switched, but her caring expression, and loving touches as she helped him into the cool water of the bath eased any fear that remained.

The lovingly and gently scrubbed the sweat and cum from his body, paying special attention to his cock and balls, making sure they were clean and even gently messaging them. Not enough to cause pain, just enough to sooth the inflamed tissue. It was oddly relaxing - just what he needed after the day he had had. And as his mother began to hum, still softly caressing his penis, his eyelids drooped, and he felt himself begin to drift, drift into an easy, and much needed, sleep.