An Unfortunate Tennis Match III.a

Part 2: https://www.reddit.com/r/BallbustingStories/comments/r0i1mw/an\_unfortunate\_tennis\_match\_ii/

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Eryn had just finished helping John to the exam room, the young man barely able to walk properly due to the damage to his testicles. She helped him onto a table and instructed him to remove his shorts so that she could examine his swollen scrotum. On the surface, she was the picture of professionalism. Internally, she was having a mental battle. The doctor side of her was worried about the damage that had been caused and felt an urge to help the poor boy, while her inner teenage girl could not stop giggling. Something about such a strong young man reduced to... this was unbelievably funny to her. It brought her back to her own teenage years, playfully sack tapping guys in her class and watching them double over in agony. As she had grown up, she moved away from her ballbusting ways aside from a few particularly handsy dates. Unfortunately for those men, at that point in time she was a fully certified doctor and knew exactly where things hurt the most. For most men just having a woman squeeze their balls at all was terrifying, let alone one with detailed anatomy knowledge who knew all the most sensitive spots. Needless to say, those guys learned their lesson.


Snapping back to reality, she turned towards John. “Okay John, I'm going to pull down your boxers here and take a look. OK?” John nodded tentatively, clearly embarrassed about the situation. “No need to be ashamed, I am your team doctor after all.” She proceeded to pull down his boxers and examine his nuts. She had to withhold a gasp as they became visible. She had never seen a pair this swollen before. She tenderly placed them into her hand and rolled them around, checking if they were ruptured. Luckily for him, everything was intact (if badly beaten up). As a final test, she gave them a gentle squeeze to see if they could still take stress. John yelped briefly, but his balls held firm.


“Good news for you John, everything is still in one piece. Or should I say two? What I mean to say is you're going to be fine. You'll have to ice the boys for awhile, and probably take a few days off before you can run around again. I just want to check one more thing. Don't worry, you'll enjoy this part.” Eryn gently reached down, grasped his limp member and began to gently stroke it. While she was middle-aged, Eryn was quite eye-catching. Similar in build to Hanna but with a heavier set chest, men of all ages usually took a second glance at her. Normally she would be dressed in scrubs, but she was off duty today and wore more casual clothes. Tight jeans, small high-heeled shoes, and a tank top was her outfit choice. She noticed John glancing at her as she slid her hand back and forth, eventually causing his cock to stiffen slightly.


“Ah, there we go! See, things still work. You're gonna be okay after all.” Eryn said. She gave him a few extra pumps and removed her hand. The extras weren't necessary, nor the last part of the exam itself if she was being honest. But she felt bad for the poor boy, and she knew he found her attractive. If it helped make his miserable day just a little bit better, why not?


Eryn turned to throw her medical gloves in the trash, bending over a little bit further than usual and staying bent over just a little bit too long. Her final gift to John, she thought, his eyes without doubt glued to her butt. “Now John, how exactly did this happen to you? The girls said it was a couple unlucky serves, but you've taken quite a beating.”


“It's... hard to explain. I'm not even sure I understand it myself.” John said sheepishly, unable to make eye contact. He's clearly embarrassed, Eryn thought to herself. She ran over different options in her head to get him to open up about what happened. Almost instinctively, her hand reached into his boxer shorts and grabbed a handful of his nuts once again. John froze, almost paralyzed with fear at this point. Eryn leaned forward, giving John a good angle down her shirt.


“Please John, I know you're embarrassed but you can tell me. I'm your doctor after all, this all stays confidential. Don't make me squeeze it out of you.” she said with a wink as she gave his balls a quick pump. “And trust me, I can make it hurt. Better if you just let me know what happened.” Eryn was staring right into John's eyes as she said all of this, and he knew she meant it even through the playful tone.


“Okay okay, please don't squeeze! They're already so sore. Julie invited me to play a match against Hanna, and she made a bet that if I lost I would have to take Hanna out for a drink. I would have taken her up on that either way, so I said sure. Now I get a practice match too. Before it started though, Julie accidentally backhanded me in the balls. That wasn't too bad, but then she somehow hit me again from the other court with a serve. I was pretty hurt at that point, but I was able to keep going.” John looked away again. He's leaving something out and hoping I won't notice, Eryn thought to herself. She tightened her expert grip ever so slightly on his balls.


“John, I know there's more. Come on, don't make me get mean.” Eryn said.


“UGH- Okay!” John squealed out as Eryn loosened her grip on his scrotum slightly. “When we were playing out the last set, Julie started to change on the other side of the court. She was topless and I couldn't look away. I have no idea why, all I knew is I couldn't stop staring. Then suddenly, I heard the crack of Hanna's serve and it smashed into my nuts before I could look back. I... I don't want to tell you the last part, please Dr. E.” John was nearly begging at this point, but Eryn wasn't having it. With a twinkle in her eye she clamped down harder than she had before to this point.


“Fine, fine!” John said with terror in his voice. “Hanna came up to me after and asked 'if the boys were okay.' I could barely breathe at this point, but they definitely were not. I can barely remember what happened next. She sat on my chest, grabbed my balls and started squeezing so hard. I couldn't get her to stop, it was like she was in a trance. I finally managed to snap her out of it and she let go of my balls. She seemed worried about what she had done, so she tried to check if my junk was still functional the way you just did an-”


“SHE WHAT?!” Eryn exclaimed, unable to control her anger for a brief moment. Her daughter's behavior was beyond acceptable. For a brief moment, she was no longer a calm doctor. She was an irate mother, and without realizing it she had clamped down on John's nutsack like a pair of stress balls.


“OOOOOOOOOOOH” John yelled in soprano. He furiously tapped Eryn's hand, trying to get her to let go. She quickly realized what had happened and let go, but the damage had already been done.


“John, I'm so sorry! It had nothing to do with you. I was angry at Hanna! I don't know what came over me, please let me have another look.” Eryn said with concern. John, however, wouldn't let her near his balls. Can't blame him on that one, Eryn thought to herself. This poor kid, first his testicles are assaulted by his teammates and now by his doctor. Suddenly she had a sinking feeling in her stomach. If he complained about any of this, she would be in major trouble. A doctor injuring her patients balls would be grounds for dismissal from the club. Luckily, an idea popped into her head that would both make John's day a bit better and likely keep him quiet about what had just happened.


Eryn removed her shirt, displaying her surprisingly perky chest to the young man. John's eyes widened. Eryn pushed her breasts together and leaned in, whispering in John's ear “I promise, this will feel good. No more pain today.” To her surprise, John was still reluctant to let her at his privates. Again, honestly, can't blame him she thought to herself. She upped the ante by stripping off her pants, leaving her in a just her bra and panties. John was fully mesmerized now, his teenage boy brain completely overwhelmed by the stunningly fit middle-aged woman standing in front of him.

This time when she leaned in towards his privates, he didn't stop her. She gently gripped his already semi-hard cock and began to stroke. She pushed her chest into John's face and she felt him instantly go rock hard. “It's okay to touch them if you want. Only fair, right?” Eryn said seductively. This was nothing like anything John had ever experienced before. Eryn had exceptionally skilled hands and due to her anatomy training knew where all the most sensitive spots were. John barely lasted a minute before he unloaded onto Eryn's stomach. She smiled and stepped away, wiping herself off.


“Now John, this is just a one time thing, understand?” Eryn said firmly but with a smile. “You deserved something nice after having all of us girls abuse your manhood today.” She reached down and gently gripped his sack again. “But if you tell anyone about this, your boys will be in so much pain you'll wish you were born a girl. Got it?” John nodded quickly. “Good, doesn't sound like we'll have a problem here. You seem like a good kid... if you do still have any intentions of dating Hanna after all this, you have my blessing.” She smiled and gave him a playful slap to the nuts before disengaging.


Eryn bent over to pick up her clothes, giving John a good view of her ass before putting everything back on. “Now, I need to have a word with my daughter and Julie....”