"We all have our favorites, don't we?" Part 2 (Realistic Fiction)

Part 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/1iwy65r/we_all_have_our_favorites_dont_we_part_1/

Trina was able to secure a new job in a matter of weeks with Ben's help. She took him out for dinner to thank him.

After dinner, he walked her to her car. They hugged each other goodbye. Ben didn't want to let her go. He held her tightly as he told her to keep in touch and wished her luck at her new job, assuring her that he knew she'd do great in her new position. He felt her body quiver in his arms as she started to weep. His heart sank, he felt guilty for making her cry again. He apologized and again, told her she could kick him in the balls if it would cheer her up, his heart racing.

She shook her head and held him tighter. "I could never do that to you."

"Wouldn't it be funny though?"

She pulled away from him, backing away. "Why would it be funny?"

Ben shrugged, "Haven't you ever wanted to just kick a guy in the nuts?"

She looked at him confused, "No..."

"Really?" He asked skeptically.

"Not someone like you." She snapped defensively.

He shrugged, "Why not someone like me?" he smiled at her.

"You're nice. You don't deserve it."

"How many guys have you kicked?"

"None."

"*Really?*" He asked in disbelief.

"*Yes!* Really..." She said starting to get annoyed.

Her words hung in the air. Ben stood there, disappointed and not sure what to say. He felt like he'd ruined everything.

Trina took his silence as a sign that he didn't believe her. She also didn't want the night to end like this so she decided to explain herself. "Look, I don't know why I even said that when I was complaining about Kevin and Mike that day. I was just running my mouth as usual. You don't think I'd actually do something like that do you?"

"I don't know, I thought maybe you might if you thought it was justified..." he shrugged.

"Well no one has ever crossed that line."

Ben thought for a moment, "What would it take?"

Trina rolled her eyes, "It would have to be pretty bad."

"Like *what?*" he pressed.

"Like *self defence.*" she said hotly.

"Oh..." Ben said sensing that she was starting to get pissed off.

The silence lingered.

"Why do you seem so disappointed?" she asked.

Ben sighed, "It's been on my mind ever since you said it. I guess I was hoping you had some stories of times when you had done it before."

She narrowed her eyes at him. "So you were hoping to hear a story about how I kicked a guy in the balls and he fell on the floor and cried?"

Ben looked down in embarrassment. He shifted as he felt his cock getting hard.

She took a step toward him. He wouldn't make eye contact with her. "What about you? Have you ever pissed someone off so much that they kicked you in the balls?"

Keeping his head down, he shook his head no but that wasn't entirely true. In his past experiences, it hadn't taken much to earn a kick in the balls. He had been busted over petty arguments, misunderstandings and jealousy. While he was always down to hear stories of other men getting their balls hurt, he didn't like having to tell his own. The idea of offering his balls to Trina to kick was exciting to him because having her think about his intimate body parts was arousing to him and he felt a sense of control over the situation in giving her permission. However, reliving the injustice and humiliation of those past experiences always carried a bit of a sting and paranoia that the person he was telling would think he deserved it.

Trina waved her hand in front of her with her palm facing upward and nodded, smiling at him. "Like I said, you don't deserve it."

Ben gave her a half-hearted smile and nodded but couldn't help but feel disappointed.

"Well... I guess I should get going." Trina said.

Ben went in for another hug. "Don't be a stranger."

Trina wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled him close. Ben tensed up as he felt his erection bump into her. He pulled away from her, embarrassed and feeling like he was just caught doing something he wasn't supposed to be doing. She slipped her hand between them, brushed her hand over his cock and cupped his balls. "We should do this again sometime." she told him, lightly squeezing his balls. After she let go, she flicked her hand up.

Ben shivered as he felt her fingertips run along the underside of his cock. Speechless, he helplessly watched her turn away and get into her car.

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Later that night:

Trina opened her door. As soon as Ben was inside he said, "Would I make things too weird if I asked you to kick me in the nuts?"

Trina looked at him at a loss for words. Shortly after they had arrived at their respective residences, they started to text each other. They both confessed their regrets at how the night had ended and she invited him to come to her place. She expected they would have sex but she didn't expect this. "Why would you ask me to do that?"

"The thought of you doing it just really turns me on." He had decided during the drive over that he was just going to ask for what he wanted.

Suddenly it hit her and everything started to make sense. "Wait, so all of those times you were telling me I could... you actually *wanted* me to do it?"

"Well no, I was mostly joking those other times... But I thought maybe you could do it before we have sex."

Trina took a moment to answer, it was taking a while to sink in. It had been on her mind since he first suggested it that day in the parking lot and the thought of it always made her feel slightly aroused. Him moaning helplessly while her hard knee pressed into his soft man parts. "I guess that would be okay." She said tentatively.

"*Yes!*" Ben said, the excitement clear in his voice.

They stood there awkwardly.

"So... how do you want to do this?" Trina asked.

---

They moved some furniture around to clear some space in her living room and stripped down to their underwear.

Ben found the first couple of kicks to be disappointing. "You need to do it harder."

Trina stepped back and said "I don't want to hurt you."

"Well you've gotta hurt me a little." He said with a hopeful smile.

Trina kicked him again but was holding back a lot.

"Come on, where's the passion? Pretend I'm Kevin..."

"Get out of my house!" Trina said sternly, pointing at the door.

Ben was taken aback. He stood there dumbfounded, trying to think of how he could fix this. "I'm sorry, I was just joking."

Trina laughed, "And I was playing along. That's what I'd say if Kevin was here instead of you. You didn't think I was actually angry, did you?"

"I don't know if I've ever seen you angry."

"Really? I'm pissed off all the time. I guess I'm just good at hiding my rage." She shrugged.

Ben gave her a smug grin, "It tends to seep out as sarcastic bitchiness instead of anger." He saw a look of annoyance flash in her eyes and for a moment he thought she was going to really let him have it, but then she just agreed with him.

"I know it's true." she said with a sly smile.

"I thought you were gonna really hurt me there..."

She raised her eyebrows at him. "Is that what you wanted?"

"Maybe..." He grinned.

"Well, maybe you should just tell me what you want instead of trying to insult me..." She launched a harder kick at him but he flinched away.

"But what fun would that be?" Ben asked.

Trina crossed her arms. "You know, you *say* you want me to go harder and then you dodge when I do."

"Sorry, it was out of instinct. I wasn't ready. *Now,* do it."

Trina's next kick made him double over. "OOF" he grunted.

Trina gasped at his reaction. Her mouth hung open for a second. "Was that too much?"

He shook his head choked out, "No, that was good." It was as hard as he wanted but it still didn't satisfy him. The situation was too contrived to be sexy.

Once he recovered, Ben stood up straight. "Let's play fight." he suggested. He spread his arms out toward her and said "I'm gonna getcha!"

Trina gave him a wary look. "And what are you going to do when you get me?"

"Oh I don't know, maybe a little of this!" Ben reached out and playfully yanked on her hair.

"Ouch!"

"I got you! You better defend yourself!" He lunged at her and smacked the side of her boob.

Trina shrieked.

"Come on, I'm wide open." He said with his arms and legs spread. He felt a brief moment of satisfaction when he saw the fire in her eyes, this was the Trina he remembered from their conversations at work. That satisfaction quickly turned to unease as she approached him with the same sense of conviction she had when she told people off.

Trina wasn't happy with this turn of events, it was time to do things her way. She walked up and wrapped her arms around his neck like she was going in for a hug and then slammed her knee into his crotch and held it there. *This* was more like what she'd had in mind when she thought about how she wanted to do it. "Is this what you wanted?" She whispered into his ear, crushing his nuts even harder with her knee.

Ben nodded, holding onto her for support.

She gave him a kiss on the cheek and lowered her knee.