Don’t Stare at the Boobies

I was a new fresher about to start uni and my sister, Donna, was in third year at the same uni. She had a spare room, as the boy flatmate had moved out, and I jumped at the chance of taking his room as I got on well with my sister and I also had met both her two other amazingly stunningly beautiful flatmates. Maybe I should have asked more why the only boy flatmate was moving out when he had the most beautiful looking flatmates but they probably wouldn’t have told me anyhow.

Once I had been there a while a few boy and girls ‘living together’ problems started to emerge as the girls constantly mocked me for being unable to keep my eyes off them as well as for having weak boy baby makers between my legs. The girls of the flat wore very little around the flat and I found this to be hugely distracting. “Don’t stare at the boobies” they constantly lectured me when they caught me staring down their cleavage which was always backed up with a “or we will smash you in your vulnerable boy balls”. Life at the flat was turning out to be a bit trickier than I had expected.

My sisters flatmates Kate and Julie often did a double act on me. Kate was lounging on the settee one evening a few days ago, making sure I got an eyeful of her ample assets, when Julie said “Ben, get your eyes off Kates lovely chest or I’ll smash you in the boy nuts”. I took my eyes off and Kate sat up “Ben, your such a pervert”, Kate said looking all shocked. “Kate, will we let him in on our hobby?”, Julie said more looking at me than Kate. “Go on then”, Kate replied with a certain look in her eye.

“You get on with your sister, don’t you Ben?”, Julie asked and I nodded. She continued, “Did she ever kick you in the boy balls when you were younger?”. “Sure, all sisters do that”, I casually answered. “Well she’s now the chairwoman of the ball busting bitches club and Kate and I are members too and we’re going to keep teasing you until you let us kick you in your little balls.”, Julie said proudly. I replied firmly that “there was no way I would let them kick my privates”. I found it immensely unnerving that they looked at each other with a certain knowing look that I would give in eventually.

My sister was a great looking girl, even if she was my sister, and liked wearing red. She always had red lipstick on and loved her red boob tube and black cycling pants that she often wore around the flat. She always wore curved and solid healed red shoes. When we were younger she used to threaten to kick me in the balls quite often but she rarely carried out the threat. However, when she did carry the threat out she was brutal and I was often left nursing my nuts for hours after a hit. I was not totally surprised that she had ended up joining the ball busting bitches club.

Kate was a stunning looking girl and boy did she know it. She often wore swimsuits around the house and today she was wearing a tight light orange one that showed off her lovely skin tone to perfection. Julie wore navy blue underwear around the house and the frilly intricate detail fascinated me. All the girls had curves in all the right places and looked liked they we’re planning something today.

That evening, I was ogling Kate as usual and dreaming about what was inside her orange swimsuit, thinking I was being discreet when she turned to me and said, “eyes off my boobies, trapped in my lovely orange swimsuit, Ben, or I’ll smash you in your sensitive boy stones”. Then she shouted out to the flat “Ben can be the honorary boy member of the ball busting bitches club tonight”, the other two girls cheered out their agreement and I noticed my sister look over at Julie and give her a knowing smile before clutching her ball-less crotch and impersonating a guy who had been hit in the balls whilst making funny pulled face expressions.

Shortly after, I sat eating my tea at the table, Julie sat down opposite me making sure her magnificent assets were right in my view anytime I looked down towards my plate. She gave her boobs a little wiggle anytime I looked down knowing full well I loved her navy blue bra as well as what the bra contained.

"Donna, your brothers getting a hardon again!" Julie shouted out which was one of many humorous ways they had of announcing that I was perving again. "Punch him in the man nuts if he doesn't stop", Donna laughed, encouraging her. Julie then placed her foot on my chair right between my legs, inches away from my hard cock and vulnerable balls and moved her toes around suggestively. As I looked down she said. “Your going to be joining our club tonight anyway, let’s see how you nutsac likes that?”. I gulped at the impending danger my balls were in.

Later that night I was sitting on the settee with Kate. That one piece orange swimsuit was causing mayhem in my pants as well she knew. Having just told me that she loved the feel of her latex swimsuit on her skin, particularly her boobs, she looked over and acts all surprised that I’m staring at her. "Ben, I’ve told you a hundred times, if you don't take your eyes off my tits then I'm going to smash you really hard in your weak boy balls". I could feel my erection bulge through my trousers and didn’t feel I could take much more of this. Why did they always have to refer to my testicles as things like boy balls I thought. Probably it was to constantly emphasis that girls don’t have the weakness between the legs we have.

Moments later Kate asked me “tell me what it feels like to get smashed in your little boy balls, Ben?” as the other girls laughed at the question. “Does it make you feel weak? Donna told us she hit you so hard in your little boy marbles once you cried for three hours, is that true?”, she continued. Kate analysed everything. “I don’t know Kate, I guess it hurts a bit”. I replied embarrassed.

“You want to feel my breasts don’t you Ben”, Katie asked from nowhere. This made me flustered which I tried to hide, “Yeah, suppose”. “You can feel my breasts if you let me kick you in the balls and talk me through how it feels”, Kate said whilst not looking at me. I chocked on the drink I was having before saying “Yeah, I’m not fussed, if you want to I guess”. I saw the girls look at each other as if to say they knew I was bluffing and was desperate to touch Kates boobs no matter the price. They had got me, I was trapped with this request and had no choice. “Oh, you’ve got to be naked too”, she laughed as she stood up.

Moments later I stripped off my clothes and stood opposite her as she peeled away the top half of her swimsuit. She struggled to get out of the swimsuit as it was so tight but eventually her boobs popped out which caused me to make an uncontrolled gasp. "Aaaaawwhhhhh" I let out as I looked at her amazing mellons. "Remember, I want you to talk me through how much it hurts and answer my questions when I get my turn to knee you, I also want you to agree not to fall over once hit but Donna and Julie can help with that". I was going to protest at this extra point but I didn’t want to risk her putting her boobs away.

My sister suddenly burst out laughing, "stop drooling you pervert, have you never seen a pair of tits before?", she said. I told her nervously that I was not drooling, it was because I was thirsty but no one believed this. I then moved myself so that I stood directly opposite Kate and then I placed both my hands firmly on her rounded womanly goods. I was in heaven as I felt the beautiful woman-bumps move in motion with my hands. I was the happiest guy in the world.

"Right feel over," Kate said all too quickly. I simply could not take my hand off her priceless assets and I continued to fondle her breasts. "Right feel over Mr Hardon," she said again bringing the best few seconds of my life to a close. I looked down and true enough my cock was standing to full attention as I slowly took my hands away.

"My turn now” she said with a very devious look on her face. “Put on these frilly kickers too” she said, handing me the most delightful lilac colored pair. “Why” I asked. “I love exploiting how such lovely frilly knickers make me feel and look beautiful but if you put them on they make you look pathetic and hurt your little boy plumbs”, she said before all the girls laughed at this. I started putting them on and pulled them up causing slight discomfort as there was no space for my exceptionally hard package.

"Here is what I want to happen fellow ball busting bitches, Donna you hold his wrists over my shoulders and Julie you hold his feet, that way he will not be able to fall over once I smash him in his boy raisins." Donna stood behind Kate and held my wrists over her shoulders and Julie bent down to hold my feet. I was now standing very close to Kate who had remained topless. My cock seemed oblivious to the danger it’s attached balls were in and still was reaching up to the heavens through the top of the lilac knickers looking for some female attention. The girls laughed at my balls hanging out of each side of the lilac panties.

"Ben, how do you feel knowing you are about to get smashed in the balls while wearing my super sexy knickers," Kate asked with a rye smile. "Errrr.....I dont-know" I replied. "Ben, if you don't cooperate then the knickers you are wearing will fit you perfectly as you are not going to have any balls left" Kate said forcibly. "Errr.....I'm really scared" I whispered. "Go on." Kate said. "I'm really scared as I know how much it is going to hurt" I continued to whisper. "Do you feel inferior knowing what I can do to you?" Kate prompted. I paused before answering "Yeah, I do feel inferior as you can really hurt me and I might even lose a nut." I squeeked causing laughter from the girls. "Are you stretching my lovely lilac knickers?" she asked, causing my cock to twang harder again. "Yes I am stretching them, sorry, they make me feel inferior as they look so good on you but on me they cause me pain as I am so weak between the legs”, I instinctively said. "That's right Ben, you are learning how things are going to work in the post feminist world. I can’t wait to tell the other girls from the ball busting birches club about this”.

Kate raised her knee but stopped just in time as I majorly flinched and let out a pained "aaaahhhh" even though her knee had not made contact with my nuts. She laughed as Donna held my wrists in place and Julie my feet. My head slumped down on Kate's shoulder and she must have sensed that I was smelling her perfume as she said, "Do you like the scent of a woman, Ben you pervert?". "Yes" I said pathetically as I continued to lean my head on her shoulder with my lust levels continuing unabated. She smelt amazing.

"Ben, your cock is getting hard again. Do you think it will still be hard once I knee his two attached best friends?" Kate said teasingly. "No, I don't think he will be very happy." I spluttered. "Do you think you will cry when my knee smashes against your nuts?" Kate enquired. "Yes, I do." I admitted feeling weaker than I had ever felt.

Kate then pulled up the lower half of her swimsuit and I looked down at the lovely camel toe she had created. She looked at me and said, pathetic isn't it, if you were wearing this swimsuit and did what I just did you would be crying in pain rather than looking beautiful like us girls. I could feel the power she had over me as the cameltoe she had created caused my cock to tightened further.

I then could sense Kate moving her leg backward and into position before she drove her knee at great speed into my panicked and unprotected balls. My nutsac felt like a bomb had gone off in it as my man marbles went into shock. She continued to drive her knee with force into my privates as my nuts tried to escape, pain now emitting from my stomach and testicles. "aaaaaaawwwhhhhhh" I screamed at a high pitch. Donna grasped my wrists tight over Kate's shoulders making sure I could not fall down and Julie positioned my feet and lower legs meaning I remained slumped into Kate. The pain emitting from my balls was all consuming as I cried out. The lilac knickers were causing me such pain as one of my balls was squashed in the fabric of the knickers while the other one moved out from them. The pain was immense as my face concocted.

"How does it feel now Ben, Do you feel like a big strong man?" Kate asked as I remained in position around her. I had tears running down my face and had shots of pain going through my balls made worse by not being able to fall over and the lack of space available in the knickers. I could not answer her, however again sensing my pain Kate said, "Ben, if you don't keep up your side of the bargain then I will knee you in the balls again, how do you feel?". My voice was pitched high as I managed to squeeze out the words, "My poor balls, they are so sore and they look stupid in you knickers”.

"Aaawwhh poor Ben, how can we make your balls feel better?” As I slumped over Kate I could sense my cock was still hard and although my balls were still tortured they felt desperate to be near Kate's beautiful body. Julie then moved her hands from my feet and pushed as best she could both my balls back into the lilac knickers I was wearing then she grabbed each side of the knickers and pulled them up, creating a wedgie. “Let’s see if boys can do camel toe” she shouted as I screamed again my nuts pained by this new pressure. I was turned on by my nutsac touching these lovely kickers but at the same time pain was emitting through my nuts like never before. “No beautiful cameltoe for Ben, just pain shooting through his weak boy balls”, Julie shouted through laughter.

Perhaps because of the brutal knee I had just received but the soft knickers on my nuts caused me to lose control of my male organ and I could sense precum emitting from my cock as it pressed against Kate's body wrapped in her delicious orange swimsuit. Suddenly my cock began to throb forward as I began to cum directly on Kate's swimsuit. My cock continued to ejaculate as I leaned on Kate and made my gasping cum noises. I was in a mess with both pain and pleasure signals being transmitted from my nuts.

“Ben, you’ve shot your load over me like a little jerk boy, how do you feel now?”. Kate asked. “Do you feel that your balls are useless Ben, now that we girls use sperm banks, is their only use for us to use their pain to control you. Should I just remove them Ben so they don’t mess up my swimsuit again?”. I suddenly felt her hand go down and she started to pinch my nutsac and then she tightened her grip. There was no space left in my nutsac for my balls as she was pinching off any free space there was.

"How do you feel now Ben, your balls only real use to make us girls laugh?". "I feel weak Kate and I am sorry for my cock ejaculating on you? I have no space left in my nutsac for my balls"’ I said through tears. She tightened further and I let out the most high pitched yell causing the girls to laugh more. “Why don't you ask me how I feel Ben, or are you just another man that only cares about his feelings?" Kate taunted.

I asked Kate this to which she replied, "I feel great Ben. I feel so superior for not having balls. It felt so good kneeing you and feeling your weak nuts trying to escape from my forceful knee. I loved your weakness when we forced you to stand even although your weak boy bits were hurting. I love how sexy my knickers look on me and yet make you look pathetic and sore. I am enjoying pinching your sac so there is only room for one ball even although you have two and watching you cry. I like the fact that we don’t have to have sex with you men any more as we can go online and buy sperm and I love most of all that balls hurt you like hell and we superior girls don’t have any”, Kate said proudly.

“How do you feel Ben having your nuts squeezed tight so you only have room for one?” I tried to reply and answer and my mouth moved but the pain in my nutsac meant nothing came out.l apart from more high pitched noises. She loosened slight and I said slowly and between gasps “Kate, if you squeeze much more I’m going to be a girl” . Kate looked me in the eye and realised she did not want me to lose my balls, “You’re right, I don’t want to lose my advantage over you, I want your nuts there for the next time” she said as she released the pressure further and then let go.

At that Kate said to her girlfriends, "let the pervert drop" and they did and I fell to the floor.

I fell into a heap on the floor humiliated beyond belief. "I don't think we will have any bother with that pervert looking at our tits again" Kate said to the other girls other girls laughed.

As I lay on the floor I whimpered to the girls, “I’m so sorry for staring at your boobies”. To my horror I saw my sister appear into view as her foot flew into my already damaged testicles at great force. I could feel her curved red shoe implant directly between my testicles. She really was a master of technique as both testicles were forced down in a most unnatural way. “It’s fine Ben, we forgive you” she said as I let out another monstrous cry of man pain. I pushed the lilac knickers free of my tortured sac and started frantically checking that I still had both my balls left. “Ahhhh, my little balls” I screamed, the girls all laughed in tandem and Donna said, “right girls let’s get ourselves to ball busters club to tell our sisters what to do if they if someone stares at there boobies.”. “Don’t stare at the boobies, Ben” Katie shouted out as I heard the door close.