"I thought you wanted me to rub them better..." (Fiction)

*Author's note: I thought it was time to do another more traditional story so while there is still some empathy mixed into the dialogue in the first part, this is not one of my empathetic or sensual stories. I'm sure most of you won't mind.*

"Give it back Kyle!" Becky shrieked. Kyle was holding Becky's phone over her head, he had a tendency to snatch his friends' phones when he felt like they were ignoring him. They were standing outside the local movie theater. "Drop it now! Don't make me kick you in the balls," with an evil grin, faking a knee at his crotch.

Kyle flinched away. "Oh alright, here you go." He said handing her the phone.

"Haha you handed that over pretty fast" Tyson, Becky's boyfriend and Kyle's work friend, laughed. He took a drag from his vape and said, "I guess you didn't want her to kick you in the nuts like Jane did when you took her phone last month?"

Kyle flooded with embarrassment. He wished Tyson hadn't mentioned that. He didn't like other people knowing about it. Jane was Kyle and Tyson's coworker who had gone through a bad divorce recently and was living with her parents who lived a few blocks away from Kyle. Last month they had went to the pub after work and when it was time to go Jane wouldn't get up because she was too busy with her phone so Kyle had grabbed the phone and ran to the car. Jane chased after him and when she caught up to him went to hand it to her and she grabbed it, and then kneed him hard in the balls and said "Never take my phone again."

"She actually kicked you in the balls Kyle?!" Becky asked with a giggle in her voice.

Kyle wished she wouldn't have said it so loud. Her outburst had caused some of the near by movie theater patrons to turn and look at them as they walked by.

"Yep, she sacked him. She was telling some people in the break room the day after. She said he even cried a little." Tyson gleefully told her.

"Aw, what a bitch!" Becky said looking appalled.

"You were about to do the same thing!" Tyson said laughing.

"I was just joking. That's really mean that she kicked you like that but maybe you shouldn't snatch people's phones. You never know how a person will react when you antagonize them. It sounds like she overreacted."

"Jane wasn't nice enough to warn me before hand either..." Kyle said, red faced and avoiding eye contact. He was relived at Becky's reaction and was hoping to receive more sympathy from her. However, Tyson seemed determined to humiliate him in front of Becky and the other people who were around the public space.

"Well you seem to have forgiven her, you're still driving her to work every morning." Tyson said.

"Well she doesn't have a car and we live so close..."

"Didn't you buy her breakfast yesterday?" Tyson probed.

"You know how she's been struggling financially ever since that thing with her ex."

"Whatever dude, she treats you like trash and yet you're so whipped by her. I heard her telling Sandra that she punched you in the dick before she got out of the car and that's why you were late on Monday, they were both laughing about it like it was a joke."

"Does she do that a lot Kyle?" Becky asked with concern.

"No." Kyle didn't want to admit it but there were other times.

"Weren't you limping a few weeks ago? Did she assault you that day too?" Tyson said accusingly.

"No. I don't remember." Kyle said, feeling defensive.

"You don't remember? Really? I think I'd remember getting punched in the nuts... All I'm saying is the bitch would be taking the bus to work if she did that to me."

"Have you ever tried to take the bus here? The transit system is a mess here, it's an hour walk to the nearest stop from where we live otherwise I'd ditch my car and take the bus." Kyle tried to explain.

"Bitch would be taking an Uber then."

"She's not all bad..." Kyle said.

"How so?" Tyson asked skeptically.

"She makes up for it in other ways..."

"Really? Does she rub your balls better afterwards?" Tyson asked.

"Maybe..." Kyle said with a little smirk. The truth was she had never apologized or made up for any of it but Kyle felt like he had to defend his reasoning for putting up with it. He didn't like the way Tyson was making him feel like she was taking advantage of him. He would feel like a jerk if he stopped driving her as it would totally screw her over. Plus, she would often get flirty with him when they were alone and he had been hoping that by giving her rides to work she'd show her gratitude in a sexual way. Sometimes at the end of the drive on the way to or from work she'd lean over and give him a hug or a kiss on the cheek. Other times she'd lean over like she was going to but instead she'd punch or squeeze his balls and laugh at his reaction before rushing out of the car. Although she would never acknowledge the times she busted him, she always seemed to be extra flirty with him in the days after.

Tyson shook his head to himself and put his vape away and checked the time on his phone. "We should get going," he said, making his way into the theater.

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A few days passed without incident. It was late Saturday night and Jane stopped by at Kyle's house unexpected. She said she'd gotten in a fight with her parents and asked if she could hang out there for a bit. He invited her in and locked the door.

Jane waited for him to turn around and she was right there, grabbing onto him and kissing him. He kissed her back, holding onto her sides. She stepped backwards, guiding him as they made out. They turned into the living room and then *BAM* her knee smashed hard into his balls. He bent over, holdings his crotch. She let out a soft giggle. She loved seeing him in pain and was going to take her time playing with his balls tonight.

He felt her grab his shoulders and push him a few steps back so he was standing straight against a wall. She tried to move his hands away but he wouldn't let her.

"Move your hands," she commanded.

He shook his head, whimpering in pain.

"I thought you wanted me to rub them better..."

Kyle cautiously moved his hands. How did she know?

Jane smiled to herself, knowing how much she was going to enjoy this. She placed her hand between his legs and felt his balls through his pajama pants. She pressed her the palm of her hand hard into his crotch until he started to squirm, then she started moving her elbow in a forwards and backwards motion, rubbing her hand firmly against his crotch. She thought he looked so cute as he whimpered but endured her abuse. But it soon became too much and Kyle started to squirm and tried to push her away.

Jane grabbed the waistband of Kyle's pants and pulled them down. He wasn't wearing anything underneath. Kyle stood there in shock. Jane started kissing him again and put his hands around her waist. She reached down and felt his soft cock was just starting to get hard. She stroked it a little. Then she reached down and started squeezing his tender nuts. She felt him let go of her waist and try to pull her hand away. She let go, laughing to herself. She knew how she was going to get him to let her keep hurting him. She knelt in front of him and took his hard cock in her mouth.

Kyle moaned as he felt her warm mouth around his cock. He had often dreamed of this moment but he started to get nervous as he felt her hand grabbing at his testicles. He felt her start to squeeze and pull on his balls as she sucked his cock.

"Ow!" he cried and tried to pry her hands off his scrotum.

She stopped squeezing so tightly and focused her attention on his cock. She kept squeezing his balls but anytime he'd try to get her to stop she's ease up and double down on his cock. One last time, she started to squeeze his balls really hard. He tried to get her to ease up but she didn't until he begged her to stop.

"Please let go you're crushing my balls. Let go let go!" he desperately begged.

With that she let go, removed his cock from her mouth and stood up.

Kyle was a bit disappointed that the sucking had stopped but was more relived than anything. He sunk to the floor, whimpering and holding his throbbing manhood. His angry cock craving more attention but his testicles screaming in pain.

"Keep giving driving me to and from work and maybe one day you'll get a happy ending. Talk about me behind my back and you'll get more of this." She said as she let herself out, leaving him on the ground feeling a mixture of pain, confusion and desire.