Ethan's Awful Summer: Underground Fight Club

**Ethan's Awful Summer: Underground Fight Club** 

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It had been a few days since Ethan’s beating at Darcy’s Dojo and he couldn’t wait to be leaving town for the weekend. He’d been so preoccupied with Ellie’s antics that he only now realized his trip was just days away. Soon he’d be hanging with his college buddies instead of slinking around town trying to dodge Ellie and her gang.

Ted and Ryder were Ethan’s best friends at school. They all met at the frat house and immediately hit it off. They had countless wild stories, many including frisky sorority girls. Now they lived an hour away in the next state over and had no idea about the predicament Ethan found himself in.

“Uh… Ellie, can I talk to you? Ethan said sheepishly as he entered the living room.

Ellie was watching a chick flick with Kara and Sally from the cheer team. She paused the movie with an inquisitive look - Ethan rarely instigated conversations with her these days, much less dared to ask for a favor.

“What’s up, prick?” She asked with an eye roll.

Ethan cleared his throat, “Well, uh- I had plans to visit Ryder and Ted over in Arlington and I was wondering if I could leave for the weekend…”

Ellie just scoffed and shook her head no.

“I can do all my chores ahead of time and I’ll make sure the house is spotless before I leave! You can have all your friends over if you want!” Ethan blurted out - ever the salesman.

Ellie slinked off the couch like a panther, gliding her hand down and grabbing a fistful of Ethan’s unprotected sack. She had him in the palm of her hands. Ethan gulped hard.

“Damn, bro… I gotta say, you’ve got some BALLS asking me for a favor…” Ellie smirked as she gave Ethan’s boys a firm tug.

Ethan let out a low groan as he squeezed his eyes shut, anticipating more pain.

“Here’s the thing… After all the fun they had at the dojo, my friends want to spend some more time with you! I’m sure they’d be incredibly disappointed if you left for the whole weekend…” Ellie chuckled with another firm tug.

“Aw c’mon Ellie! I think Ethan’s been a good boy lately, don’t you think he deserves a break?” Kara chimed in, sounding suspiciously sweet. 

“You’re right though, the girls would be really bummed without Ethan around…” Sally added with a smile.

Kara got up and hooked both of the siblings in a hug, “Let’s come to a compromise. Ethan, why don’t your friends come here for the weekend? We’ll be extra accommodating to your visitors.”

“No way.” Ethan scoffed.

Still sitting on the floor waiting to continue the movie, Sally groaned “Oh gosh Ethan, we just want some new eye-candy around! Is that so wrong?”

“True... I mean you’ve had us to ogle all summer, now it’s our turn!” Kara added as she pulled him in a little tighter.

Ethan pried the girls away and pointed at them sternly, “Look. If they come, you can’t embarrass me in front of them alright? That means no schemes or pranks and especially… no b-ballbusting.” His voice trailed off as he lost confidence. 

Ellie exchanged looks with her friends, she seemed genuinely clueless to whatever they were cooking up. Kara and Sally’s sly glances to each other still had Ethan on edge.

“Alright, fine. It’s a deal.” Ellie huffed in annoyance as the siblings shook hands.

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Friday night, Ted and Ryder burst through the front door of the house hooping and hollering like typical frat bros. A smattering of Ellie’s cheer friends were over, anxiously awaiting their arrival.

The two college dudes were handsome like Ethan - chiseled features and athletic builds that took rigorous gym days to maintain. Ted had a mane of wild blonde hair - typical football player. Ryder had dark, slicked-back hair under a beanie - typical hipster guy. Their muscular arms bulged as they tossed their heavy duffle bags on the living room floor.

“Heyy, how the hell have you boys been?” Ethan slapped skin with them - excited to finally have his first fun weekend of the summer. 

“Great! We miss ya back in the city, bro!” Ted said as he pulled Ethan into a playful headlock.

Ryder pitched Ethan by his still bandaged nose, “Dude, what happened here?”

“Oh, uh… a… fight...” Ethan muttered through a wince as he avoided eye-contact with the girls.

Ryder threw some fake punches into Ethan’s ribs, “Lemme guess… We should see the other guy?” Ethan chuckled nervously. 

“And who are these fine ladies?” Ted beamed as he spotted the girls perched on the couch.

Ethan stammered awkwardly, “Yeah- Uh- That’s my younger sister Ellie and her friends from cheer, Kara and Sally.” 

“So, will these fine ladies be joining us for dinner tonight?” Ted winked with a grin.

“Yes, we’d absolutely love to!” Ellie chimed in before Ethan could respond.

The girls tittered as the boys eyed them, Ethan just continued chuckling as he nervously adjusted his nose bandage.

Dinner went surprisingly well - the six young adults got wings at a local dive bar. A definite flirty energy was palpable between the new boys and Ellie’s gal pals. Ted was up to his classic macho man schtick, ordering the hottest wings on the menu to impress. Despite having a great time, Ethan was incredibly suspicious of the girls - keeping a close eye on their knees and feet.

As far as Ethan could tell, all three girls were totally smitten by Ted - fine by him if that meant keeping their attention off of his still sore delicates. He could finally relax a bit. The whole table actually burst into collective laughter watching Sally try Ted’s extra spicy wings. 

The evening wrapped up without incident much to Ethan’s relief. After a few more drinks they got home ready to knock-out for the night. Ethan in his doorless bedroom - Ted and Ryder in the basement.

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1:02 am - Ethan woke with a jolt.

A bucket of ice-cold water splashed on his face as he gasped awake. In the darkness stood the shadow of four girls. He tried to struggle, but his hands were tied behind his back and his ankles were zip-tied together. He tried to yell, but his mouth was sealed shut with duct tape.

One of the girls stepped forward into the light from the window, it was Darcy.

“He’s awake… let the show begin!” she chirped into her phone with glee.

Darcy and a few girls Ethan recognized from the dojo hoisted Ethan out of bed and plopped him into a rolling desk chair. They rolled him to the bedroom window overlooking the backyard. He couldn’t believe his eyes. About 40 ladies were gathered in the yard, all surrounding the massive trampoline Ellie got for her 16th birthday.

The ladies held up signs with phrases like “Gotta Bust ‘Em All” accompanied by a sketch of two cracked cartoon-like balls. Another read “Girls rule, Boys kneel” and pictures three stick figure men bowing to a female figure. 

The crowd of women was rowdy, waving glow-sticks and flashlights in anticipation. 

“Okaaay, ladies! The moment we’ve all been waiting for is about to begin!” Ellie shouted into a megaphone as she entered the makeshift ring.

“Yes, the ultimate no-holds barred battle of the sexes!” Ellie riled the crowd up even more.

Darcy laughed as she ruffled Ethan’s bed-head, “Thank god your nearest neighbor is a mile down the road, that megaphone is loud!”

“For our first match, we have the cunning, the charming, the boy-crazy… KARA!” Ellie’s voice boomed as Kara entered the ring in a skimpy red bikini.

She was a beautiful girl with bright red hair and a slim, but incredibly toned body. 

“...and her opponent… some guy my brother knows, RYDER!” 

The crowd booed and shouted man-hating insults as Ryder was tossed into the trampoline - still blindfolded, wearing a tight fitting wife-beater and plaid boxers.

Ryder stumbled on the bouncy surface as he ripped the blindfold from his eyes. He was in a total daze, unsure if he was dreaming as he looked out at the manic crowd. 

“Listen up, Ryder. We’re hosting a little fight club night! Do your best, don’t hold back, just have fun with it!” Ellie laughed into the megaphone.

Ryder shouted, slightly slurring his words from all the beers he had, “What-the hell? You girls are fucking crazy!” 

“Don’t worry, Ry… I’ll go easy on ya!” Kara giggled with a sly wink.

Ryder eyed the beautiful girl up and down and shrugged his shoulders with a wink.

“Round One! Ding ding!” Ellie hollered as she slipped off of the trampoline and took her spot outside the ring.

Ryder playfully swung his arms out - trying to catch Kara in a tight chokehold, but she was too fast. She slipped between his arms and dropped to her knees in one swift motion. Then she balled up her fist and slammed it right into Ryder’s unsuspecting manhood.

Ryder let out a scream as the audience roared with laughter.

“A brutal uppercut! The first bust of the night!” Ellie shouted into her megaphone.

Ryder slumped to the floor of the trampoline clutching his aching testicles as Kara returned to her feet. She bounced on the trampoline launching Ryder back up to his feet. She decked him square in the face as he flopped back down.

He was pissed now. Ryder rubbed his face with one hand, but used the other to sweep Kara’s legs out from under her. She yelped as she fell onto her back. Ryder quickly slithered on top of her and pinned both her arms above her head.

“What the fuck is your problem, bitch?!” Ryder spat out in anger.

Kara just stuck her tongue out mockingly as she shifted the position of her legs. In his blind rage, Ryder wasn’t paying close attention - leaving him exposed once again. Kara let her knee fly up and it connected with Ryder’s sack with a loud smack. 

Ryder was so furious he wasn’t paying attention to his opponent. She let her knee fly up with a loud slap as it connected with the dangling delegates bobbing around in his boxers.

Ryder shrieked as he tried to pull away from Kara, but she grabbed his wrists and spun him onto his back. Now she was pinning Ryder to the floor as she rammed her knee into his crotch over and over - mangling the dangling delegates in his boxers.

Kara rolled off Ryder and began to walk around the ring - hyping the audience up. She pointed at one of their signs that read “Kara the Crusher!” 

Ryder laid there clutching his battered balls, he’d never experienced anything so painful in his life. Kara had used her full weight to mash his testicles - the brutal attack left him coughing and eyes watering.

“I tap! I tap!” his macho man voice suddenly a few octaves higher. 

“It’s not over, until I say so!” Kara said menacingly as she loomed over him.

Kara grabbed both of Ryder’s legs, yanking them up as raised her foot into the air. With quick reflexes Ryder cupped his aching testes just as she slammed her foot down with all her might.

The impact made a loud crack as Ryder’s hand turned red and bloody with each stomp. He finally slipped his hand away from his crotch, convinced Kara had broken some of his knuckles.

“Time for The Nutcracker!” Kara smiled wickedly, still holding Ryder’s legs up in a V formation. 

“NO! PLEASE DON’T!!” Ryder’s voice trembled and his legs shook violently.

Kara smirked as she stomped her foot down with no mercy - flattening Ryder’s balls against the squishy trampoline mesh. Ryder bounced up and down with Kara’s foot as she dug her heel into his tender nuggets harder.

Kara raised her foot again as the audience cheered. “One more time! One more time!”

Ryder was in excruciating pain - terrified of the girl he was flirting with just hours ago. His mind raced as he contemplated if another bust would guarantee he wouldn’t be having any children. He begged through slurred speech as a wet spot formed in his plaid boxers.

“Uh, oh! Looks like poor Ry had an accident!!” Ellie teased into the megaphone.

The audience roared with laughter and snickers as Ryder pissed himself in fright. Kara joined in with the laughs as she lined up her foot again. “This is for calling me a bitch!”

She shouted as she let her foot stomp down on Ryder’s swollen nuts once again. He instantly lost consciousness and Kara was announced as the winner. With thunderous applause, Kara made her way back into the audience hugging each girl as she passed. 

Back upstairs Darcy smirked and grabbed Ethan by the chin, “Look familiar?” They watched as the girls hauled away Ryder’s limp body - still clutching his groin in fright.

Ethan felt so guilty watching the brutal match - he had no idea the girls would take it this far. Now his friends were caught up in his ballbusting nightmare too. His balls ached in sympathy with every bust. He even started to spring a boner in his roomy pajama pants watching Ryder shriek out in pain. Watching it happen to another man just solidified how humiliating it was to be busted by a girl. 

The girls got to work spraying down the trampoline after Ryder’s little “accident” and the show was back on in no-time.

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“Round Two! We have the sexy, the seductive, the savage... SALLY!” Ellie worked the crowd as Sally entered the ring in a pink sports-bra and tight fitting booty-shorts. 

Sally had her long, wavy, brown hair pulled into a tight ponytail. She bounced on her feet and swung punches into the air, warming herself up as the crowd cheered. 

“versus... the annoyingly horny, TED!” Ellie joined the audience in booing as Ted was tossed carelessly into the ring.

Ted pulled off his blindfold and stared at Sally baffled - no idea what was happening.

Ellie re-explained the rules, but Ted’s primitive male brain was too focused on Sally’s sexy getup. His cock began to chub - creating an obscene pole in his tight blue boxer briefs. That’s all he slept in, so that’s all he was wearing.

“Uh… Ted, do you really think any of us are impressed with that little thing?” Ellie burst into laughter into the megaphone.

“Hey-- It’s cold out here…” Ted grumbled as he tried to cover his boner with his hands.

The two opponents began to circle each other, Ellie chirped “Round Two! Ding ding!”

“You like this, baby?” Sally teased as she turned to jiggle her ass at him.

Ted was in beast-mode - he charged at Sally, scooping her up in a headlock from behind. The crowd booed, but he didn’t care - all he was focused on was Sally’s ass rubbing on his crotch as he pinned her close. He flexed his muscles menacingly as the bulge grew in his boxer briefs.

“Too easy…” Sally giggled as she quit flailing and flung her foot up, catching Ted between his muscular legs.

Sally’s back-kick landed with a clap as her toes caught Ted by the right teste - pinching it hard into his pelvis. Ted cried out in pain as Sally jiggled her food deeper into Ryder’s fleshy orbs, making sure they were both crushed thoroughly.

Ted’s grip on Sally’s neck loosened and she slipped from his headlock with ease. 

Sally grabbed Ted by the arm and flung him to the ground with shocking strength. He landed with a splash, soaking the backside of his underwear - making it cling to his ass.

Ted cupped his nuts and scrunched his face in pain - groaning drunkenly and coughing between involuntary belches. He clutched his manhood and tried scrambling back to his feet, but he lost balance and slipped on the slick trampoline mesh.

Ted continued struggling, now on all-fours as he tried to regain balance. Sally made her way over to him and straddled the stud - slapping him on the butt playfully.

“Giddyup! Giddyup!” She taunted - riding Ted like a cowgirl. The audience was loving it.

“Enough!” Ted yelled as he bucked Sally off his back, sending her flying.

“You crazy whores! What the hell is wrong with you!” Ryder snapped as he crawled towards the opening of the trampoline netting.

“Oh, no you don’t!” Sally growled as she slid across the slick trampoline. 

She slid up to Ryder from behind and grabbed a fist full of his swollen man bits. His dangling berries turned to jam in her grasp - Sally pinching them in her bony fingers.

Sally tightened her grasp on his squishy plums and tugged his sack with all her might. Ted screamed as he face-planted into the mesh spread-eagle. She dragged him back to the center of the ring by the balls, sliding him backward across the slick trampoline.

Ted curled into a ball heaving as Sally bounced around the trampoline to the audience’s cheers.

“Savage Sally! Savage Sally!”

Ted muttered all his strength and made a break for the exit slit on the side of the trampoline. Sally noticed him inching away and calmly walked to the opposite end of the trampoline.

The audience tittered in anticipation as Sally lined up her shot and charged full speed at Ted. She sent her foot flying like punting a field goal. She splattered Ted’s nuts against the top of her foot as the punt landed. The force was so strong it lifted Ryder off the bouncy trampoline surface.

“WOW! That may have been the hardest bust I’ve ever seen!!” Ellie screamed with excitement into the megaphone as the crowd went feral. 

Ted cupped his aching nuts and began to blubber. His mouth drooled and a pain was quickly rising in his stomach. He scrambled for the trampoline exit - leaning over the edge as he hurled. 

The girls all shrieked and backed away as Ted openly sobbed, tending to his aching kiwis. His nose dripped and his eyes stung - those extra spicy wings were way worse the second time.

“Oh my god…” Ellie blurted into the megaphone as the girls all booed the humiliated stud.

Ted’s eyes rolled back and he was out-cold. Ellie declared Sally the winner. Girls 2 : Boys 0

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Back upstairs, Ethan’s lip was quivering under the duct tape. This was by far the most savage the girls had been all summer. If any of his friends could defeat these wicked bitches, it would surely be Ted, the football champ himself! But predictably, he too went down from only a few well placed low blows.

Ethan’s toughest friend just got his balls smashed so hard, he literally lost his lunch.

“Ready for our rematch, Ethan?” Darcy whispered in his ear as he shuddered.

Darcy ripped the duct tape from his mouth, making Ethan wince.

“Please, I don’t wanna fight you!” Ethan stammered in fear. The girls ignored his pleas as they stood him up from the rolling chair. 

“You got to observe two warm up matches! Didn’t you learn anything from watching your little buddies?” Darcy chuckled as they cut the zip ties around his ankles.

“No, no! I-I don’t wanna do this! I tap! You win! Don’t make me go in the ring!” Ethan begged the whole way as the girls brought him downstairs and out to the backyard.

“Man up, Ethan. No tapping out, it only ends when you lose consciousness!” Darcy spoke slowly trying to make him get a grip as she grabbed him by the chin.

“And nooow for the main event!! The devilish… the dangerous… the devious.... DARCY!!” Ellie hollered into the megaphone as the crowd roared the loudest of the night.

Darcy stepped into the ring and immediately stripped from her t-shirt and sweats to reveal a super skimpy costume - an all black lingerie set with matching fishnet stockings. She flashed a devilish smile as her gorgeous black hair cascaded down her beautiful frame. 

“...verses, everybody’s favorite punching bag, ETHAN!” Ellie snorted as the crowd groaned in faux sympathy.

The girls walked Ethan through the backyard like it was a perp walk - the crowd of women having a field day pinching at his butt and taking turns ruffling his messy brown hair.

As Ethan entered the ring, the girls yanked his pajama pants off before untying his hands - leaving him even more exposed. Ethan gulped as he eyed the frenzied crowd - the color drained from his face and he looked terrified. He stood there in a daze - wearing an old, faded Bone Destruction tee and his signature tighty whities.

“The rematch you’ve all been waiting for! Round 3! Ding ding!!” Ellie taunted into the megaphone as the crowd watched intensely.

Ethan took guard, shifting his weight from foot to foot. He held his hand out firmly - at crotch level, blocking it from potential attacks. His heart was pounding in his ears as he locked eyes with Darcy. This gorgeous girl was staring him down like the lioness she was.

The two circled each other for a bit before Darcy made a fast lunge, sending her fist flying right at Ethan’s crotch. His reflexes were fast - he slapped the punch out of the air before backing out of Darcy’s reach again. She tried this maneuver once again, but Ethan was too quick.

He could see that Darcy was getting frustrated.

Darcy did the same lungeing tactic a third time, swinging her right fist forward - making Ethan jump left. As he jumped left, Darcy swung her left fist and rammed it square into Ethan’s groin. She faked him out and used his momentum against him. Ethan practically jumped into her left hook.

The impact was brutal. Darcy’s iron fist wracked both of Ethan’s testicles with a violent crack. The force of the blow was so strong that Ethan felt instantly winded. His stomach ached and his knees wobbled, the intense pain radiated from his violently battered balls.

Ethan let out a breathless wheeze as he stumbled backwards.

“POW!! A beautiful left hook from Darcy!” Ellie yelled gleefully.

Ethan fell to his knees, nursing his aching plums as Darcy hyped up the audience. That was the toughest bust he’d ever felt, and it was only the first blow of the match. He knew Darcy was out for blood. Ethan stifled a pained whimper as he rose back to his feet.

He evaded a few more of Darcy’s violent jabs, but the pain from his nuts was slowing his stamina. Darcy dropped to the ground in splits and landed another brutal uppercut square into the bulge of Ethan’s tighty whities.

Ethan squeaked as he collapsed to the ground once again. He landed with a thud, knocking his chin onto the trampoline and causing his head to rattle.

“I thought you’d be a little tougher since our last encounter!” Darcy mocked with a laugh as she towered over Ethan.

Ethan pushed through the pain and used his frantic energy to bearhug Darcy’s legs and sweep them out from under her. She landed with a whack - making the audience gasp. She recovered quick as she wormed a leg free and cracked Ethan in the face. 

“YIKES! Right in the face… that’s gotta hurt!” Ellie shouted as the crowd groaned.

Ethan yelped in pain and scooted into the corner of the ring - his nose bandage was dripping red again as he spat out a mixture of blood and saliva.

“STOP! STOOP!!” Ethan cowered as he raised a blood covered hand in defeat.

Darcy leaned down to inspect the cowering stud. His nose was bleeding - though not as bad as at the dojo - and his lip was cut. He had a small gash in his eyebrow, but nothing too bad.

“He looks fine to me!” Darcy chuckled as she addressed the audience.

Tears streamed down his face as Darcy hauled him to his feet. She stood behind him and wriggled her hands through armpits then hoisted him up to his tippy toes - a full nelson.

As Darcy held him with arms raised, Ethan’s ratty Bone Destruction tee hiked up - giving the audience a wonderful view of his bulging briefs and happy trail. The girls whistled and catcalled at the marvelous sight as Ethan struggled helplessly - his below-average pecker starting to twitch.

Darcy held him in her powerful hold and kicked at his feet - forcing him to walk the perimeter of the ring with her. Ethan looked out to see a sea of cell phones and giggling girls.

“Should I show him some mercy or bust him more?” Darcy addressed the hushed crowd.

“More busts! More busts!” The girls chanted.

“...looks like the crowd has spoken…” Darcy whispered into Ethan’s ear as he shuttered.

Ethan desperately tried to wiggle himself out of the hold, but it was no use. He had lost too much strength and was totally at Darcy’s mercy. When they completed a few laps around the ring, Darcy sent her rock-hard knee soaring into the V of Ethan’s outstretched legs,  crushing his purple plums against his pelvis with a loud smack. She did this three more times before releasing her hold and letting Ethan fall to the floor.

Darcy followed him to the ground. She grappled him, wrapping one of her legs around his - prying him into a spread eagle position. Darcy held him in a choke hold with one arm and slowly reached her other hand down Ethan’s bulky torso. Teasing his little prick before squeezing his swollen plums.

The crowd of women roared with applause as Darcy roughly manhandled the completely burnt out stud. Ethan had no strength left - all he could do was groan and moan as Darcy played with his precious jewels.

Ethan’s grunts were getting louder which just made Darcy more giddy. She looked at his face and saw him squeezing his eyes shut - she slowly observed the writhing hunk and knew what to do next. She let go of his family jewels and slyly slid her hand into his tighty whities. She squeezed the crap out of his cock and tugged on it once or twice before mangling his balls again.

Ethan’s whole body started twitching and spasming and Darcy waited for the inevitable. “D-Darcy no…” He made a goofy face as his teased cock lost the struggle and erupted in his briefs. A wet spot forming as he had a painful ruined orgasm.  

After some catcalls and whistles from the audience, Darcy lazily rolled Ethan off her. She rose to her feet and flexed for the cheering crowd - her foot planted on his chest. 

Ethan just laid at Darcy’s feet in a daze. He could barely focus on anything - the pain in his aching nuts was overwhelming. He just clutched his soggy briefs with both hands and prayed the match would be over soon.

Darcy leaned over the light-headed Ethan and gave his bloody nose bandage a flick. Ethan instinctively brought his hands up to his face to tend to his bloody nose as Darcy lined up her final blow. 

Ethan could faintly make out the crowd’s cheers as his head throbbed.

“Elbow! Elbow! Elbow!”

Ethan’s eyes went wide as Darcy bounced on the trampoline, jumping high into the air and pointing her elbow directly at his groin. She landed with a smack and he was out cold.

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“That was epic!! Girls, three wins. Boys, zip!” a female voice laughed.

“Did you expect any other outcome?” a voice that sounded like Ellie’s giggled and a door shut.

Ethan briefly came too while tumbling down the basement steps.

As Ethan’s eyes adjusted to the nearly pitch-black basement, he could see Ted and Ryder laying on the floor with him - all of three clasping their aching manhoods. 

The agonized male groans rumbled low, echoing through the basement.

“My… baaalllss….. Th-they kicked them into my throat...” Ryder groaned face-down on the carpet. 

“I can’t... believe I lost... to a girl...” Ted shuddered as he tightened his grip on his damaged goods.

“Girls, three… Boys zero” Ethan groaned in defeat as he slipped back out of consciousness.