Black and Blue with Envy, part 1 (A Ballbusting Bet)

Hey guys, I'm back, sorry it's been longer than intended (9 months, wow). I know I said I'd work on 'Andi Crushes Her Crush's Balls' part 3 but I wasn't getting anywhere and it eventually morphed into this brand new story. I'll post the chapters daily. The later ones have a lot more busting, this is more of an intro. As always, I'd love to hear any feedback you have!

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It was a pretty normal Saturday afternoon. Joel was making last-minute preparations for the house party he was hosting tonight. He had the supplies, but no real plans - grab some drinks, hang out by the pool, see what happens. It didn’t matter. He only had one reason for organising the event.


Hannah. They’d been close friends since third grade, and as they’d grown up together Joel had seen Hannah grow into a stunning young woman. They were both college freshmen now, and there was never a day that he didn’t fantasise about her flowing auburn locks, her piercing smile, and her toned, athletic figure. He’d been dropping hints for months, but she was either oblivious or ignoring them. Joel hoped to change that today.


It would have to wait, though. First to arrive was Paige, a girl who had just transferred from another college recently. Joel hadn’t known her for long, but she was great fun to be around and up for anything. She did have a quick temper, though - She packed a lot of fire into barely over five feet.


‘Hey, Joel! Just us for now, hey? Ah well, we can get a head start on having fun!’


Joel returned her greeting, but was absent-minded. Even as Paige slipped into her swimsuit right next to him, revealing her smooth legs and impressively broad, curved hips for someone her size, he was staring at the door. He only had eyes for one person.


The rest of the guests showed up soon. On the surface, the party was a success, but Joel didn’t notice much of anything. The events of that afternoon were a blur until the second Hannah walked through the door. In a simple tank top and a short skirt, her beauty was effortless.


Joel was next to her in an instant. ‘Hannah! You made it! Come in!’


‘No way was I gonna miss out!’ She wrapped her arms around her friend. Joel was suddenly flushed, trying not to show how much he loved feeling her body press against his. He led her out the back and they sat by the pool. One of the guys had already burned through an impressive number of drinks and was attempting to backflip into the water. But he didn’t see the stair rail behind him. His body twisted in the air, landing with one leg either side of the rail and his poor balls squarely in the centre of the pole. Crunch.


Suddenly dozens of eyes were on him. Some cringing in sympathy, some laughing at his stupidity as he howled in pain and tumbled in to the water. Joel watched one of the guy’s friends fish him out, nearly feeling his own balls ache. He’d never been badly hurt down there before, but he could imagine.


He turned to Hannah, who was watching the scene intently. There was definitely something forming in her head. A question or a scenario she’d never considered. There was a sudden passion in her eyes and Joel had to know what it was. He decided to risk derailing her train of thought.


‘Oh man, that poor guy hey? Glad I’m not him.’


It took Hannah a second to notice he had spoken. She shook her head, breaking the spell she seemed to have been under. ‘Uh, yeah, I guess, cool…’ She trailed off.


Suddenly, Joel desperately needed to impress her. He put on his toughest, most confident face and tried again. ‘I mean, I’m glad I’m not that soft. I bet it wouldn’t hurt me that much. But he was probably playing it up too.’


Where had that come from? Joel wasn’t dumb enough to think he was invincible. But sincere or not, his boastfulness had gotten Hannah’s attention. Her eyes met his, but instead of the admiration Joel was hoping for, he saw something… mischievous? The cutest grin was forming on her face.


‘I don’t know about that. I’ve heard balls are pretty sensitive.’


Usually Joel would have agreed, but his dream girl was talking about his genitals right now. It was surreal, and he would do pretty much anything to keep up this conversation. He responded, ‘Yeah, maybe some guys’ are. Not me. I can handle that stuff.’ He knew he was in a hole, but he kept digging. His sex drive was in full control of his brain. Even so, his stomach dropped at Hannah’s next words.


‘Wanna put your money where your mouth is?’ She smirked, and stood up.


‘Oh… No, that’s OK, I already know how tough I am.’ Joel’s voice was suddenly shaky, making his bravado far less believable. Hannah grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet. Caught off guard, he fell into her, and for just one euphoric moment felt her soft chest against his. Both their hearbeats were racing.


‘Come on. If you’re so sure, what’s the problem? It’s not like I’m that strong or anything.’ This was facetious. They both knew she’d trained in gymnastics for years, and had exceptionally muscular thighs. Joel was terrified. But did he see a titillated glimmer in her eye? Maybe if he could endure this, it could lead to… His thoughts erupted into endless fantasies.


‘Well… OK. But what’s the bet? I’m not doing this for nothing.’


‘How about this? I get one kick. If I can drop you to your knees, all you have to do is admit I’m stronger than you. If you can take it and stay standing… I promise I’ll make it worth it,’ she whispered.


Joel breathed in sharply. This was really happening. He was about to accept her proposal when he was interrupted by an arm resting on his shoulder.


‘Whatcha up to, guys?’ Paige flipped her blonde hair out of her eyes in a bid for Joel’s attention, but he was still entranced by Hannah’s promise.


Hannah answered first. ‘Oh, we were just about to make a bet, right Joel?’


‘Well - I guess - Maybe -’ Joel spluttered, not wanting to give too much away and humiliate himself further. But Paige, still hanging on his shoulder, was already curious.


‘A bet? Ooh, can I get in on this? What’s the deal?’


‘Sure! That’s OK with you, right Joel?’ The deal was sounding worse for Joel by the minute, but he wanted Hannah so badly. He nodded. Hannah continued, ‘So Joel thinks he can take a kick to the balls without dropping. I bet him that he’s wrong.’


Paige’s face lit up. ‘Oh my God. Joel, you really wanna do that? You must be so strong. But… Balls are sensitive. I reckon I could drop you easier than Hannah could.’


Joel opened his mouth to protest but didn’t get the chance. Hannah wasn’t going to back down from a challenge like that. ‘Oh, really? OK. How about we take turns. Whoever drops him wins. Fair?’


‘Hang on. You’re talking about fucking up my balls here. What do I get out of this?’ Joel didn’t want to lose sight of the original bet. ‘And Paige, how do you even know you could hurt me?’


‘Personal experience.’ The shorter girl grinned, adorably. Terrifyingly.


Hannah was thinking over the rules of the bet. After a moment, she suggested, ‘OK, Joel. Like I said, we take turns. If you can take the first kick from each of us, you still win, but my bet with Paige keeps going. OK?’


This was not OK. This was terrible. Joel already felt sick. But the need to impress Hannah won out. ‘Yeah. OK. Whatever. So are we doing this, like, now? Here?’ At the very least, he wanted to try not to embarrass himself in from of the whole party. Thankfully, Hannah agreed.


‘Yeah, I’d rather not. I don’t want these guys thinking I’m… weird.’


Paige snorted. ‘You’re no fun.’ But she followed them around to a more secluded part of the backyard beside the house.