Making The Girls Of Bealluc Academy Bust My Balls: First Day, First Busts

*Contains: >!manipulative protagonist, guy enjoying ballbusting, school setting, verbal castration threat, busting in public!<*

*All characters aged 18+.*

Ahh, there she was. My final victim. Emily, the student council chairwoman. She had long, toffee brown hair, skin pale as ivory, a narrow waist and a pair of big, plump tits, but what I liked most about her were those piercing ice blue eyes. Her entire aura exuded seriousness. There was no question she would excel, no matter where her life would lead after school. She would be my pièce de résistance, my magnum opus. My cock gave a small twitch as I imagined those cold eyes finally staring at my crotch with grim satisfaction.

You see, I have a talent for manipulating people. I don’t know where I got it from or if I just always had it, but I instinctively know what to say – and more importantly, *how* to say it – that would make people do what I want. This might make me sound evil and callous, like I’m some kind of super villain, and this is my origin story. But don’t worry, I don’t care about politics or trying to social engineer people for my own gain. No, I’m just a huge pervert.

To be precise, I have a fetish for women kicking men in the nuts. Busting their balls. Scrambling their eggs. It’s everything to me. You might say, “Easy, just walk up to them and fondle their tits, or squeeze their asses and bam! Busted balls.” To that, I say no, thank you! For a start, that would just be wrong, you know? I want them to kick my nuts without harassing them. Not that I am averse to a girl offering me to cop a feel while she goes to town on my balls. In fact, I love holding a nice, bouncy pair in my hands while I get scrotally demolished by a pair of knees. But that’s when the girls are offering.

And then there’s the fact that I enjoy the entire act of a girl busting my balls as much as the pain in my scrotum itself. You could say I’m an aficionado. The way she smiles or frowns while kicking me. Her tits bouncing and jiggling while she does it. The way a big pair of boots smashes my entire package or a pointy little shoe threatens to skewer just one of my nuts. Not to mention, what if I wanted her to keep kicking me? Most guys that grope a girl get punted in the goolies once, hard, they go down, and that’s it. But I’m greedy, I want more.

I wanted to get my balls busted by every single girl at my school. For most of the girls, getting them to bust my balls proved to be rather easy. Emily was the exception to the rule, an Everest I vowed to climb so that I could sacrifice my manhood at its peak, metaphorically speaking of course. But before I talk about her, maybe I should start at the beginning, on my first day at my new school.

I had just turned 18 and was studying to finish my last year of the 6th form. I transferred to the Bealluc Academy for Excellence, a school that specialized only in students in their last year. And it was almost entirely female, with only around five percent of students being male since it had become co-ed only a few years ago. I was about to face a school full of girls that didn’t know me and had no preconceived notions on how to treat me – and I was going to take advantage of that with my heart in my hand and my balls dangling freely. But before I even managed to get to my first class, I met Amanda.

The moment I saw her, I knew I could get my rocks off with her. She looked like a total bitch, behaved like a total bitch, and was a complete slag as well. She was the kind of girl you knew had sucked a thousand dicks and kicked a thousand more the moment you laid eyes on her. Bleach-blond hair, thong riding over her hips, fake tan and an eyebrow slit and large hoops for earrings. I have no idea why she was still going to school instead of turning tricks or worse, working the till at the local Poundland. Maybe she was actually smarter than she looks. Not that it really mattered compared to her skills at juggling two hairy, fleshy balls.

So, it was my first day after transferring to this school, and here was this blond bombshell, whose whole life I felt confident revolved around pleasing lots of cocks while hurting plenty others. I needed to get my fix. And it didn't take Amanda long to give me what I wanted.

All it took was standing in the right hallway, behind the right corner, and acting like I didn’t know right from left. When Amanda and her posse of girls bumped into me, I was already getting a chub in anticipation. Though the fact that she bowled me over with her sizable tits probably helped.

“Ugh, excuse you?! What the hell?” she yelled.

I made sure to fall to the ground with my legs spread as wide as I could. Immediately, her eyes drifted to my crotch, where my bulge visibly jiggled for her entertainment. Guys, buying the right underwear is crucial when you want a girl to smash your bollocks. Also, if you don’t want it to provide any protection for your bits. Anyway, I began my spiel by slowly dragging my eyes from her feet to her thighs, to her stomach and her tits. I let them linger there before finally meeting her gaze. She definitely noticed me checking her out. “H-huh? Oh, uhmmm, sorry, I guess? Was I standing in the way or something?”

“You can’t tell?!”

“No? Then I wouldn’t have been standing there, obviously, duh.” Standing up, I made sure to keep my legs apart. “Well, don’t let me keep you, blondie.”

“Are you for fucking real?” Oh yes, my mix of dorky and condescending was *really* getting under her skin. Don’t pop a boner, not yet... “How dare a slug like you talk this way to a queen like me? Hello?!”

“Hah? Should I know you?”

You could almost see lightning shoot from her eyes. This was only going to end one way now, and Amanda’s friends helped us move along to the good part. “You’re not gonna let this dork talk to you like that, right, Amanda?”

“Get him. I’m going to teach him a lesson in humility.” Six girls at once grabbed me and carried me off to the girls’ toilets. They pushed me against the back wall. One girl got behind me and twisted my arms onto my back. Her tits pressed against my back, and I couldn’t have fought back even if I wanted to. I loved every second of it.

Amanda planted herself in front of me, hands on her hips, and smiled devilishly. A pleasant shiver went down my back. “Seems like no one told you who runs things around here, newbie. But being ignorant is no excuse. Today you’ll learn that the only place a dork like you belongs is grovelling at my feet. Better hope I don’t break anything.”

“Break anything? W-what do you mean?” I asked despite being rock hard.

The girl behind me, another blonde, answered for Amanda, by leaning in and whispering into my ear. “She means your balls, loser.”

I moaned a little, but thankfully Amanda had already drawn her leg back. This was happening.

Her dainty pink sneaker zoomed towards my crotch with such speed, I’m pretty sure I heard it cut through the air. It smashed into my balls tip first, concentrating the entire force of the kick on the bottom of my poor nutsack. I wish I could’ve seen my balls deform against her kick in slow motion, they must have been bent completely out of shape. At least I felt her kick. Boy, did I ever feel it.

My scream was so high-pitched, it didn’t even sound girly any more. More like screeching tires. My balls exploded in pain and instantly, my knees buckled, and I tried to fall to the ground and curl up, but Amanda’s friend held me up. Already, this blond ballbusting bitch was drawing her leg back for a second kick.

“That’s what you get, loser! This is what you get for mouthing off to me!” She smashed her sneakers into my nuts again, this time hitting them with the top of her sneaker. The first kick had probably been lucky, but even so, the second bust still hurt my family jewels like hell. To be honest, if she had kept kicking me like the first one, I’m not sure I would still have balls to bust. I gasped at her kick and tears shot into my eyes.

“Do you even know who I am?! Next time, remember your fucking place!”

With the third kick, Amanda smashed my balls upwards, making them slap against my dick. I howled like a puppy.

“Or I’ll make you choke on your tiny nuts!”

She gave me one last, extra hard farewell kick that left me almost seizing up. The girls had to put in real effort to keep me standing. Ball pain assaulted my brain as if a glorious gut-churning firework was going off in my skull. I couldn’t breathe, and my balls felt as if they were the size of the moon. Maybe she wasn't marriage material but my god, this girl knew how to bust a pair of balls.

“Alright, you girls have a go, and then we’ll ditch this loser.”

Her words almost made me cry from joy, if I wasn’t crying already due to the burning pain in my sack.

Each of her friends walked up to me and blasted another kick into my balls. I couldn’t even pretend to fight back, Amanda’s brutal kicks had sapped all of my strength. None of her friends kicked as hard as Amanda, but it still hurt like… well, like getting kicked in the nuts. With a wonderful role model like Amanda, it was no wonder they all had a solid ballbusting technique.

Last was the girl behind me. She didn’t bother passing me off to one of the girls. Instead, she simply leaned in again and whispered, “You’re kind of cute, I’d hate for Amanda to actually crack your nuts. You'd better watch out next time.” Then, she raised a fist in front of me and let it smack down into my groin. Almost like a fist bump, except she bumped her fist against my testicles.

Finally, I was allowed to sink to the floor and the girls left, ignoring me like rubbish. For the next, I don’t know, half an hour or so, I simply laid there, gasping for air and clutching my nuts. Several girls came to use the toilets during that time, took one look at me, and then left with a giggle. It seemed that seeing a boy clutch what’s left of his plums in the girls’ toilets was a common sight but I was sure by tomorrow all the girls would know about my genital misfortune.

I managed to drag myself into one of the stalls some time later, sat on the toilet and peeled away my pants and underwear. They were soaked from all the precum I was leaking, but finally they revealed my nuts: swollen to double their normal size, with several blue and black marks dotting them and hot like fire.

I immediately grabbed my dick and started jerking off. Of course, each tug on my dick made my balls bounce painfully, but I loved it. Each bolt of pain made Amanda’s kicks flash in front of my eyes, making me relive the pain, the humiliation. It was my first school day and I jerked off five times in a row. I was lucky the stalls were painted white, or mine would have been after I was done. When I was completely spent, I dragged myself off the loo and limped home, exhausted and happy. I was later told someone had informed the teachers I had hurt myself really hard ‘down there’ and apparently, that was good enough of an excuse to go missing almost the entire first day at my new school.

After that, all I needed was to set the right tone. When I limped to class the next day, a few concerned (though still grinning) girls asked me if I was OK. I made sure to act embarrassed, but basically stick to the ludicrous excuse that I had fallen and hit myself. Of course, all the girls already knew that Amanda had rung my bells. When they asked where I hit myself, I carefully guided the conversation with them to make sure they felt what Amanda had done wasn’t a big deal and also funny as hell. Especially because she did it to me, a complete newbie. After that, I would get kicked in the nuts almost daily by either Amanda or one of the other girls in class simply because they knew I wouldn't tell the teachers or hold it against them.

Of course, not all girls have the capacity to be so callous. Sure, some girls would ‘prank’ me, like untying my shoes and when I bent over to tie them back up, they’d stand behind me and smash a knee into my balls. I made sure to never sit down to tie my shoes. But most girls would simply laugh at my pain and then go about their day. They needed a better excuse to attack my nuts. Like Maisie.

For all intents and purposes, I was friends with Maisie. She was a bit of a tomboy, laid-back and easy to talk to, with short red hair, freckles and a smile that could light up a black hole. She was also cute as a button in a way only boyish girls like her could be. Does that make sense? You know, tiny button nose, dimples, messy ginger hair that always somehow looked good and with a cheeky grin on her face.

She was also pretty liberal when it came to sex. She would freely talk about which porn she flicked the bean to, which boys she wanted to fuck or guess how many cocks Amanda had actually sucked (her estimate was 782 and no, I never found out why that number specifically). One morning, when one of our classes was cancelled, we sat on a little bench behind the school to talk and pass the time, when Maisie noticed we were entirely alone. Quickly, she grabbed the outline of my dick and gave it a few squeezes.

“What the hell are you doing?” I asked.

“I’m tae horny, I need some cock right now. Yers is the closest one around.” With that, she unbuttoned my pants, took out my cock and started stroking it before frowning at the sight of my balls. “Tae fuck happened to yer bawbag then?”

Of course, I had just got my balls smashed in by some of Amanda’s friends that happened to be in my class the day before, and I still bore the scars of my success. “Err… I fell?”

“… Right.” With a shrug, Maisie took my dick in her mouth and sucked on it until I was fully hard. She was a bit clumsy, but would it really surprise you if I said I enjoyed the occasional nibble on my cock? Then she quickly pulled her knickers to the side and sat on it, not caring much that anyone coming around the corner would immediately realize we were fucking. Maisie didn’t so much ride my dick, rather than twist and shimmy back and forth on it. Multiples times, she had told me she was a quick cummer and that morning, she certainly proved it. Just as the bell rang, I felt her dig her nails into my thighs and contract around my shaft as she came.

“Aaah, that was fun. OK, let’s go. Dinnae want te miss history class.”

Without even waiting for me to try and stuff my hard cock back into my pants, or complain how I didn’t even get to cum, she dragged me to class by my hand. I had to awkwardly hold my bag in front of my erection dripping with her juices. Somehow, we made it in time and without anyone seeing me with my cock sticking out of my pants, and we sat down in the last row, completely alone.

As class began, I whispered my complaints to Maisie to which she just shrugged. “What do ye want me tae do? Let ye spurt inside me? I dinnae think so, I had tae work tae hard for that orgasm anyway, with yer tadger being so wee and dainty.”

“You could’ve given me a blowjob!” Look, give me a break, I just watched this girl cum on my dick, even I’m not the most persuasive under those circumstances.

“Right afore lunch? Naw, the food’s going tae taste gammy, like cock and spunk.”

“Then at least wank me off now!”

Maisie frowned for a moment. “Naw, nae with the mess ye make when ye spurt…” Dammit. Why did I have to tell her how much I came? Granted, that was usually after receiving a few good, hard kicks to the spunk tanks, but I was proud of being a human geyser!

…wait a minute. “Then at least help me get my boner down. Without making me cum,” I said, rolling my eyes as I saw she was ready to point my copious emissions out again.

“How tae fuck should I do that?”

“Slap my balls,” I said with my breathing quickly getting faster. “N-no, scratch that, use your fist to punch them, it’ll make less noise.” And it’ll hurt way more.

“Are ye sure?”

“Yes, it’s the only way, trust me!” Come on Maisie, if you give me blue balls, the least you can do is make them look the part!

“If ye say so…”

I felt her hand probe around my nether regions, and I spread my legs with a contented sigh. When she found my sack, she grabbed it tightly before yanking on it. I slid down several inches as Maisie pulled my nuts towards her and sat closer to me. Several of our classmates turned at the sound, but I just stoically looked towards our teacher. Under the table, I felt Maisie press her knuckles against my balls as she took aim.

With a dull *whap*, she smacked her little fist into my balls. I bit my lip to keep myself from crying or moaning. The next hit landed on my bigger, left nut, and I grabbed Maisie’s thigh in agony.

She giggled and grabbed my nutsack tight. “Felt that one, dinnae ye? I have tae admit, this is fun. Alright, haud on, I’ll make ye sing soprano.”

Maisie expertly timed her punches to coincide with the teacher talking, or some other noise happening. She’d always had a great sense of rhythm. So far, none of our classmates suspected I was getting my eggs scrambled just a few feet away from them.

“’tis nae going doon!” Maisie said with a hint of annoyance.

Of course my dick wasn’t getting any smaller, if anything I was now harder than before. If Maisie started riding me now, you’d have to be king Arthur to pull me out of her snatch.

“I have tae batter yer baws harder, see if that helps. Haud onto my tits,” she said, and I grabbed my chair with one hand and one of her boobs with the other. She leaned over my shoulder so that she could hit with more force and started wailing on my nuts, letting them really have it now. Where before she was basically giving me friendly punches the way she might hit my shoulder for a raunchy joke, now she was punching my nuts as hard as she could. I threw my head back in torment and pleasure.

I heard several girls start to titter, no doubt the much louder noises of Maisie’s fist working my balls over alerted at least some of our classmates. And since me and my nuts were known for being the girls' punching bag anyway, at least some of them must have figured out what Maisie bending over my crotch must mean.

Unfortunately, that also alerted Miss Mimsy to my wonderful plight. Much louder than usual, she said, “Maisie! What’s going on back there, are you two paying attention?”

Despite being subjected to a sublime bit of nut torture, I was quick to react. I had carefully placed my bag on my desk and as Maisie and I stood up, simply moved the bag in front of myself to cover my leaking, hard dick and swollen, red balls.

“Ah, aye, I mean, yes, Miss Mimsy.”

“Y-yes, ahem, of course, Miss Mimsy,” I said. I won’t lie, the thumping pain in my nuts made answering a bit harder. I had to bring the pitch of my voice down to normal from ‘dude in a comedy movie gets his nuts caught in the door’.

“Is that so? Then I’m sure one of you don’t mind answering the question we have just been discussing, do you?”

“Ah, uh, sure…” I scrambled, my thoughts racing. I could get through any class and test no problem, but since Miss Mimsy carefully avoided repeating whatever the question was, I had no idea what she even wanted to know. That bitch, I’d have her bust my balls for this.

Thankfully, one of Amanda’s friends, the girl that told me she thought I was cute, subtly pointed to a blurb in her history book, something about some king. Huh, we were on the war of the roses? I started reciting the blurb, trying to paraphrase it in my own words on the fly.

“After their defeat at Wakefield, Edward, I think he was Earl of March becam-” My breath hitched as I felt Maisie’s fingers wrap around my balls and roughly fondle them.

“Yes? Go on,” Miss Mimsy said.

“- he became the new h-heir of… fuck… I mean of the dukedom of York, which meant- oh God!” Maisie’s hand brutally shut around my nuts and squished my testicles down to a fraction of their normal size. Their normal size being at least somewhat swollen.

Miss Mimsy clicked her tongue. “I know that given the high number of accidents you have had involving your groin and railings, or your groin and doors, or your groin and stray footballs, you must be rather passionate about heirs, especially the ability to sire them,” she said and earned several giggles from the girls in class, “but cursing and praying because you are on your way to having seedless grapes is going a bit far, I think.” I stared at her with wild eyes while Maisie was subjecting my gonads to a death grip. Looking over to the tomboyish redhead, she was the picture of innocence, smiling gracefully at our teacher, while simultaneously destroying my ability to reproduce. “But you seem to at least know what you’re talking about, that will do for now. You may sit down, you too, Maisie. Rose, can you finish?”

The girl who had helped me out stood up and started finishing my answer. So, her name was Rose. That was good to know. I would have to remember that when Maisie wasn’t callously plunging my sperm count to single digits.

For the rest of class, Maisie would alternate between punching and squeezing my nuts. She had long since given up on trying to kill my boner with ballbusting and was just enjoying treating my testicles like a stress toy. To make up for her ‘failure’, when class ended, she quickly dragged me to the toilet by my balls and gave me a courtesy handjob, while still squeezing my nuts. I came like a firehose.

So you see, I quickly established a reliable source of girls racking my balls and slowly, one by one, I had every single girl at Bealluc Academy for Excellence fuck my nuts up. Every girl except Emily.

I watched her like a hawk every chance I got. A few fools actually confessed to her in public where everyone could watch their inevitable failure, but she didn’t kick them in the nuts for their insolence, or even yelled at them. Emily simply glared until they slunk away from her. I could only shake my head at these guys. You were basically surround by pussy at a school where there was almost no one with a dick, and you chose to try your luck with the ice queen?

I heard all the boys that confessed to Emily developed a fear of women, their phobia getting so bad that they all had severe erectile dysfunction and were unable to get it up even for porn. She was emasculating boys with a single look. I’m sure you can see why I’m so infatuated with her. But before I could feel her feet bearing down on my sack, I first needed to get close. I needed to join the student council. But more about that next time.

[*Part 2 Is Here!*](https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1f8y964/making_the_girls_of_bealluc_academy_bust_my_balls/)