[Vs. Series] Marvel Rivals Vs Gooner Balls

When it came to being a degenerate gooner, Lucas was king of the ring, everything triggered him and he’d spend hours and hours of his day and night stroking and pumping his musky cock to all the porn he could find. Having recently discovered the concept of a ‘gooner game’ he was quick to dive deep into it and release bis depravity on mic every game.

He went viral for all the wrong reasons, moaning into the mic, sexualizing characters, and harassing the girls in his matches. That is until he met Irene while Marvel Rivals, she seemed into his degeneracy and enabled it, making Lucas goon and melt in game for her Psylocke skins.

After a few weeks of their weird relationship, Irene offered Lucas a way to connect his gameplay right to his cock and balls and it came in the form of a strange looking device.

“What do I do again?” Lucas, sitting completely naked at his gaming chair, marvel rivals opened in front of him on his computer, just he and Irene in his lobby currently.

“Slip your dick and balls inside,” Irene replied over the mic with a giggle. “I promise it’ll be worth it, every time you die in a match, it’ll give you an incredible sensation, hook it up wirelessly.”

Lucas was skeptic but his mind began to wander, he already loved to throw games, too busy gooning out over the skins to focus on actually playing anyway, and this was basically a fleshlight connected! He couldn’t miss the chance, quickly stuffing his dick into the tubular part and letting his heavy balls get snug in the pouch compartment, shutting it around his crotch, ignoring the *click* sound it made.

“Ha!” Lucas laughed as he checked his computer’s Bluetooth, the device popped up as ‘GoonerBalls61’ and he chuckled before connecting it, another *click* sounding from the device.

Wasn’t long before he and Irene went into a ranked match, he picked Black Widow, he loved watching her ass move and it pissed off his teammates so he liked playing her. Irene picked Psylocke of course, and Lucas was already drooling watching her walk around in her Bikini skin, his cock starting to stiffen and press against the device. The match started smoothly and Lucas actually got a kill on a healer and he gasped when the tubular part of the device pumped his dick, making him moan.

“Holy shit, you never said it worked for kills too!” He exclaimed in the mic.

Irene hummed, “Really? It shouldn’t be.” She said, an odd time to her voice but Lucas wasn’t paying attention, trying to get another kill but he was quickly dove by an enemy Magick and died.

*CRUNCH*

Lucas gasped as the pouch compartment his balls were in smothered them abruptly with his in game death, compressing them in his sack and making him grip the mouse and keyboard. “Ow what the fuck!?”

“Aww come on you like it rough,” Irene said, knowing what happened. “Just keep playing.”

Lucas listened but it just got worse, every time he died in game the device crushed his balls even smaller and flatter, “Ughh!! Fuck what’s happening!” He yelled out, “Irene it’s hurting me!”

Irene just giggled before faking a gasp, “I’m sorry baby I must have got the settings wrong, it’ll please you for every KILL you get, and hurt you for every death..”

“WHAT!?” Lucas screamed, not paying attention as he died again. *CRUNCHH*

“Ungh! Fuuuck!” Lucas yelled, his nuts felt like they were in a device, legs spread wide under his desk trying desperately to relieve the pressure. He stopped playing, trying to get the device off.

*CRUNCH* *SQUEEZE*

“UGHHH!”

“I wouldn’t do that,” Irene said over the mic. “You have to play the game baby, just win and you’ll be fine. Surely with how many hours you spend on here you’ve got some skill?”

“I-I-uh-fuck!” Lucas stammered, hands and legs shaking as he tried to play only to get dove and killed again, his nuts getting flattened between his thighs making his eyes cross and jaw drop.

“Aww no?” Irene teased, “too busy jerking off and ruining everyone’s rank and elo? That’s too bad baby, I’m sure this is what they all felt with you in their games.”

Lucas died again in game, his balls feeling like pancakes as he screamed from the top of his lungs, body trembling. Ironically, his cock was tenting and pressing against the tube part, all the crushing feeling like his cum was going to be forcibly expelled from his dick.

“Fuck fuck Irene please! Make it stop!!” Lucas pleaded.

“Fine baby, I’ll get it to stop if you just get one more kill, why not kill the Jeff?” Irene offered, Lucas could practically hear her smile on the other side.

He desperately tried to hit and kill the Jeff, but he was missing all his shots and the Jeff ended up killing him instead. His eyes widened in shock before…

*CRUNCHHHH*

“FUCKKKKAHHH!!” Lucas bellowed, sweating profusely as the cute little shark had practically just flattened his nuts, his cock twitching uncontrollably in the tube.

“Aww how’d that feel baby? Losing a 1v1 against a Jeff and getting those big fat balls mashed for it?” Irene teased.

Lucas couldn’t focus, barely making it out of spawn, the team was losing cause of him and the pain was unbearable, he pushed himself away from his desk, grabbing his crotch in agony but unable to reach his prized possessions. They felt impossibly flat.

“KNEEL PEASANTS!”

Lucas barely heard enemy Emma’s ult but ironically he slipped from his chair, falling to his knees and howling in pain as his balls were being destroyed, killed in the ult.

“We lost the game baby, and you lost-“

*CRUNCHHH*

*POP POP*

Lucas eyes rolled back as the device compressed his nuts so hard they popped, exploding in their sack before his cock twitched and began spraying his last load inside the device, filling it up till it leaked out the side. His body spasming as his body was rocked with the hardest orgasm of his life, his last load milked out his ruined nuts before he fell on his back. Legs spread, ruined load and nuts leaking between his legs, the enemy Emma’s MVP animation playing on his screen.

“Your pathetic gooner balls. You should play a safer game baby, we take ranked very seriously on this game. See you later~” Irene said, but Lucas was too far gone, passed out from the pain as Irene disconnected from the lobby, chuckling to herself, her panties soaked from what just happened as she stood from her chair.

“Such dumb horny boys,” she said, going over her phone and creating a new Bluetooth name for her little creation, ‘GoonerBalls62’.

“Sixty one boys, sixty one popped nuts,” Irene said with a laugh. “And not a single one thought to just disconnect from the computer.” She laughed again, laying on her bed.

“Boys really are stupid.”