Balls of Squeal

Bogdan (FTM 25) and his pet Kevin (M26) were sitting in bed watching Jurassic World 2: Fallen Kingdom, as part of their forever going love of dinosaur related media. For the most part these were fun rituals but occasionally during movies Kevin had a tendency to be an asshole to the characters and this was no exception. In the movie there was a boy Bogdan found kinda cute and was afraid of the trex and Kevin, the jealous boy he was made fun of him Everytime he showed up.

“He has no balls!” Kevin yelled for the at the screen for fifth time now. “He has nothing down there at all! While I have balls of steel!” The cute pet bragged, shaking his crotch at the TV. Bogdan had had enough of his pets gloating.

“Sweetie! What have I told you about being nice to the characters? And those balls ur bragging about, are not balls of steel” he taunted his pet, trying to put him in his place.

“Mister! Yes they are! They’re balls of steel! My strongest most powerful body parts!” He lifted his hips defiantly, making Bogdan roll his eyes.

“We’ve played Balls of Squeal enough times Kev, I always win and get to say ur “balls of steel” are actually balls of squeal and that they’re… (he grinned) sensitive” he smirked at his pet.

Kevin knew of course the truth that he had never won balls of squeal. The game involved him submitting his testicles to Bogdan and Bogdan squeezing and encouraging him to admit they’re “balls of squeal”. The longer Kevin held out, the harder Bogdan would squeeze. Often during the game, Bogdan would brag that he’s barely squeezing and Kevin would beg to negotiate a truce but for Bogdan there was no truce in the game. No negotiation. He squeezed as hard as was necessary to make his unconditionally surrender and admit his balls were in fact “balls of squeal”.

Kevin thought maybe today could be different though. He knew there was only so hard his owner could squeeze and would squeeze, at least he thought he knew. And his owners extra gloating brought his stubborn side.

“Not today mister! You won’t win today! I won’t surrender no matter what! You’ll never get me to say ur stupid line!” He put his chest up.

Bogdan looked at his cute boy being all tough like he had many times before and just gloating laughed. “Ha! You’ll say it and I won’t be making any deals today pretty boy, u really wanna go?” He looked as his pet with a strong face that showed he was serious.

“Yes” Kevin confidently pouted on defiance, thinking he was ready to show that his balls really were steel.

“Alright pet, then present” Bogdan commanded.

Kevin began taking off his skirt and undies and laid back with his legs spread and his jewels in Bogdan’s direction. Bogdan admired the view. Of course his pet was hard as a rock from being a bitch and he appreciated his pets cock. He liked his cute boys average 5 incher at full attention. And seeing him on his back submitting his junk to his owner was always a pleasure, showing his complete loyal subservience to his owner. He also was ready to show though that those things dangling there, weren’t so tough.

For Kevin, he also savored these moments. His big strong owner looking down at him in this vulnerable position, he felt so safe and secure. He loved being a pet and being property and that his jewels were toys. He loved Bogdan so much, more than even he fully understood, but he was also ready to win.

Bogdan put his hand around his pets balls and just felt the orbs in his hand. Playing squeezing briefly and making his pet wince.

“Sure ur ready pup?” He teased.

His pet looked defiantly “bring it mister!” He lifted his hips putting his balls closer to Bogdan’s face. Leading to Bogdan to begin squeezing and shoving them down.

His pet immediately began making the cute funny noises, whimpering like a bitch and Bogdan began asking the question. “Balls of?” He asked. Of course the first few times his pet would defiantly say “steel” and look back with a bratty expression. And this was no different.

After the tenth time asked, Kevin began to feel it in his stomach. The (for his balls standards) hard grip clenching down making his stomach sick and causing his balls to send signals from the thousands of nerve receptors to his brain. But he was also ready to keep going and kept up the bratty attitude, backing up his hips slowly from Bogdan and when it was noticed, he was not having it.

Bogdan clamped further down (still only like 25% strength though) and dragged his pet back to position by the balls, looked him in his eyes and said firmly “These are mine Pup! And they’re gonna stay right here until we’re done” he clenched down again and asked the question. To which his pet still managed to whimpers out a “steel”.

A few more rounds in and Bogdan was almost at half of his possible strength, this was the longest the game had ever gone and both of them were to some extent feeling it. Bogdan’s hand felt slightly sore, meanwhile Kevin was shifting and convulsing, the sensation in his balls now was extremely painful and his stomach had him dry heaving. It was uncharted territory.

“Balls of?” Bogdan now asked for what had to be about the 20th time, looking at his pet with a bit of concern but mostly entertainment. His pet was so cute pathetically struggling.

Kevin thought about this one for couple seconds, the pain was the most he’d ever felt before but he ultimately found the strength to cough out “…st…st….eel…” and then a couple seconds late to say “rr…eady… to… negotiate… mister” he whimpered and gasped for air as he spoke.

“Fuck” Bogdan thought. He couldn’t believe he was still in this game. This was now a very harsh grip on his pets balls. He could feel the swelling in his hand and they were beginning to show signs of abuse between his fingers. He began to think if this was worth it. What if he caused real damage? What if Kevin took this to the end and he had to crush his balls entirely? Bogdan pondered while keeping up the grip.

He looked at his loyal pet, at his mercy and contemplated it. He wanted to win and didn’t wanna back down… but he knew Kevin liked having balls. But then again, people like a lot things. He doesn’t need them, they’re not essential. His pet was post puberty, so his development wouldn’t be undone and maybe he’d be less of a brat all the time. He made the decision internally that if Kevin didn’t surrender, he was willing to sacrifice his berries. Kevin losing them was worth it to prove the point.

“Sweetie…” he began softly to his pet “I need you to know something… this game is not gonna end with me admitting you have balls of steel. It’s gonna end with either you admitting they’re balls of squeal or you not having balls at all. I’m gonna pop them if you don’t unconditionally surrender and say your line” he said lovingly but firmly.

His pet looked up in anguish at his owner and he didn’t know if he was bluffing. On the one hand, his owner was always safe with his body but on the other hand he knew how his owner felt about balls. They were only a privilege for cis pets, not a right and it’s up to his owner if he keeps them. And Kevin felt the swelling and screaming from him balls, knowing Bogdan had already done damage but he decided he couldn’t surrender now.

Again, Bogdan asked “Balls of?” hoping to break the impasse with his ultimatum .

His pet with tears in his eyes, quivered “st… st….” Unable to finish but the “T” making it clear.

Bogdan’s hand was growing very sore from all the effort but it gave him an idea. An idea that could cause enough damage to get his pet to surrender while have relatively low risk to current non-eunuch status. He decided to let go of his Kevin’s right testicle and focus all his attention on the left one, which he knew was his pups slightly larger and more sensitive nut. Kicking it up to 70% on one testicle. The reaction was immediate and he began to feel the nuts shape change.

“Fuck” Bigdan thought to himself “severe after care will be needed after this”

He kept the grip at the same overall strength but felt around a bit in fascination. He’d always had a scientific interest in the body and was now just exploring the misshapen nut for a few minutes.

He decided to keep the grip where it was and give his pet another chance.

“Balls of? He asked his pet, hoping he’d come to senses as his nut was definitely ruptured but still salvageable. Kevin was admittedly a bit scared but he knew this was his owner and that he was loved. If Bogdan felt this was okay, he trusted him 100%. If he lost his organs today, at least it was at the hand of his owner. Honestly, the thought was exciting to him. As a result, The response Bogdan got shocked him.

“You… mean… ball… mi.. mi… ster? You… neg…otiated….” His pet smiled through the dystopian level of pain he felt. His brattiness was impressive but his owner was not in the mood at this point.

Bogdan had warned his pet in every way possible of the consequences, he had been more than fair to his cute boy. He was ready and it was clear his pet was also. But stilll, consent was important. He said one more time

“Kevin… I’m popping this… if you don’t say it….”

Kevin looked up at him, feeling the pain but also excitement “do it mister, steel”

He shot his grip up to 100%, as hard as he could and felt the ball completely and immediately collapse in his grip, making him feel like the strongest man in the world. It had an audible pop both of them heard. It was an incredible feeling of so many emotions for Bogdan, of concern for his pets health but also of intimacy and authority. He wished he’d recorded the pop sound, he would’ve loved it to hear over and over. He took his pets ball with his own hand and his pet let him. He began curiously feeling the remnants through the sack.

Kevin threw up and his body convulsed, he was proud of himself for how far he was able to go. He felt everything go black. Bogdan continued for another minute exploring the damaged sack of goods. He left right alone since that might one might survive but he kept swishing about the remains of the left one. He felt such pride that with one hand he was able to do this. After another minute of satiating his scientific curiosity, he began loving tending his wounded pet.

When he woke up a few minutes later the pain still in tense, Bogdan was rubbing his belly and Kissing his cheeks. Then he saw that his pet was awake.

“Are you okay Kev?” He asked his exhausted pet With a gentle loving expression. Continuing to rub his belly to soothe it as best he could.

“Yeah… it still hurts a lot tho mister…” Kevin panted in pain, as a searing burning radiated from his crotch

“Well sweetie… I did a real number on ur balls. I checked righty and it’s still like 99% in one piece but I destroyed lefty, it’s just tiny bits of ball in there now” Bogdan said proudly, trying and failing not to brag about how incredibly he’d just damaged his pets nuts.

“so… did I win mister? I finally won the game?” His pet asked eagerly.

His owner looked and thought a bit before saying “well…sweetie… I’m gonna make a concession to you. I’ll admit that metaphorically, you do have balls of steel and I’m very impressed and proud of you for playing as hard as you did. If any cis boy were to have balls of steel, it’d be you…”

His pet smiled at that, he loved to impress his owner. Losing his testicle was worth it to hear that. But then he felt Bogdan’s hand move from his stomach back to his balls… or well now ball, and heard his owner continue.

“But no cis boy does and that’s as far as I’m willing to in terms of negotiation. Now I love you and that means that even if you’re a eunuch I’ll love you. You got ur negotiation, I gave a bit of ground because of your brave showing. But now… you’re gonna say the line… or you’re gonna lose righty too” he playfully, very lightly squeezed showing his renewed seriousness. “Now we can do that… or my sweet, tired boy can say his line, we’ll take an uber to the hospital and they can remove lefty safely and fix up righty and we’ll have our nice after care session sooner than later. Which do you want sweetie?”

Kevin thought for a moment, he had gotten Bogdan to negotiate and give more concessions than ever before during the game…. He looked up at his owner…

“Mister, u were really impressed?” He asked for reassurance.

“1,000%, you have stronger balls and will than any other cis boy alive after that” he kissed his sweet boys cheek.

“Okays… I’m ready to say it mister” he smiled

Bogdan extremely lightly, with the weight of a feather squeezed righty.

“Balls of?” He asked again.

“Squeal” he surrendered. “Can I have the after care first mister?” He asked with in his earnest obedient tone. The tone his owner could never say no too.

“Of course sweetie…” he caressed his face “I love you so much”

Through the pain and excitement, Kevin still managed to say it back “I love you too mister”

Bogdan laid down next to his pet and held him, playing the role of big spoon. Giving him kisses on his back and rubbing his belly. Kevin was slightly lighter but both of them were very satisfied with how the game turned out. Kevin was proud and honored that his ball was popped by someone as incredible as Bogdan. Bogdan was proud to have popped his pets ball and honored at the trust and love needed that Kevin allowed him too. He’d make sure to get the remains as a trophy to honor that.