True Stories: A Compilation of Various Ballbusting Moments From My Life

***Note: All the individuals mentioned in this story were over the age of 18.***

Seeing as my last two posts seemed to be quite well-received, I thought I'd follow them up with a series of short stories detailing a bunch of spontaneous ballbusting moments from my life involving many girls over many years.

They don't really have a consistent theme to them and they vary between verbal threats and humiliation/embarrassment, girls joking about all things related to hurting balls as well as a painful-looking nut shot that (sadly) I wasn't on the receiving end of but that nonetheless became real fantasy-material for me.

# My Hot Friend Threatens Me With a Punch, a Kick & Castration...

Growing up there was a friend of my sister's that I became close with. I had known her since highschool and over time we regularly hung out and did the usual adolescent activities: seeing movies, hanging out at malls, going to parties together and getting drunk.

We ended up attending the same college and while she was a couple of years younger and studying a different major, we always hung out on campus and saw each other in between classes.

Naturally, one of the biggest reasons I liked being around this girl so much is because **she was incredibly sexy and exactly my type physically:** short and petite, brunette, hour-glass figure, big-breasted, cute face and liked to dress herself in revealing outfits.

While we never became more than friends (probably because we had known each for so long), we did playfully flirt with each other on more than one occasion and she definitely knew the effect she had on me and loved exploiting my affection for her in order to ask for favors, get me to buy her things or take her places.

One other important fact to note about her was that **she had a fiery temper** with the ability to go from 0 to 100 in the blink of an eye whenever I pissed her off and that naturally led to her threatening to inflict severe pain on my testicles a few times.

One of the best threats she came up with happened when me and her were hanging out together on campus after finishing for the day and she had been showing me a bunch of pictures on her phone from a recent party.

As she's scrolling through the pictures, she stops on one of her and her friend holding each other and smiling.

She makes a comment about her friend like, *"She's really pretty don't you think?"*

Her friend really wasn't (especially compared to her) and I couldn't pretend otherwise, so I responded: *"Not really."*

Her demeanor instantly changed to that feisty, loud and aggressive side that I'd seen so many times and she said (raising her voice): *"What? You're not serious, right? She's totally pretty!"*

I stood up from the bench we were both sitting on and positioned myself in front her (which gave me a great view of her massive cleavage in this red dress she was wearing) while she stayed seated and I continued to foolishly bad-mouth her friend: *"I'm sorry but based on* ***THIS*** *photo, I don't find her attractive."*

I emphasized the word "this" as I said that sentence and my hot friend used it in the same way with her next reply: *"Well...* ***THIS*** *is my foot and it's going to kick you in the balls if you don't shut the fuck up!"* (As she said this, she extended her leg out and then wiggled her foot around just a few inches away from my crotch)

I suddenly got nervous and lost for words (more because she was sounding like a fantasy of mine come true).

All I could do was laugh at her dismissively to cover up my nervousness and say: *"Yeah, sure you would."*

She glared at me with some killer intent and said: *"Keep talking then... I'll cut your balls off if you talk shit about my friends like that again."*

Fearing this escalating any further, I finally apologized and said: *"Alright, fine! I'm sorry. I was being really rude."*

She accepted the apology and I sat back down with her and we resumed chatting normally; though with me replaying her words over in my mind for the next hour or so while I was with her and glancing down at her feet which she had threatened to launch into my balls and wondering what that would feel like.

The castration threat was obviously an exaggeration but man, did that make her even sexier in my eyes and made me look at her in a different light afterwards and wonder how much of a ballbuster she could have been.

The second of her memorable threats to my testicles happened probably a year after, when we were both in the campus cafeteria to grab some food for lunch. I saved a table for us and she had gone to order and collect our food.

She came back with the food and over lunch we started chatting about a guy in one of her classes who had been hitting on her for a while.

We were sitting side by side at the table and she went on to say that this guy had left her a little "love letter" on her desk during a recent class, while she had left to use the bathroom.

Her usual snobby brat self couldn't resist using it as an opportunity to talk herself up about how many guys always hit on her and how irresistibly hot she was.

That was all true to be fair but I felt the need to deflate her ego a bit and do something to piss her off so I asked her if she had that letter with her and she said it was in her purse which was sitting on the table but that she wouldn't show me the letter as it was quite personal.

Immediately, I decided I had to know what was written in that letter so I snatched her purse off the table and held it up in the air with my hand that was furthest from her and started teasing her that I was going to take the letter out and read it.

Her being much shorter than me, there was no way she could reach it and in her trademark fashion, she got real upset, real quick and said pretty loudly: *"Don't be an asshole, give me that back!"* while leaning over me, trying in vain to reach her purse and basically positioning her huge tits right under my face, which were clad in a sexy low-cut top.

I refused to give her purse back and she actually grabbed my other hand that wasn't holding the purse and starting biting me, which I found unexpectedly hilarious (even though she was biting quite hard), so I started laughing which only seemed to make her even more mad.

Then, without warning, she balled one of her hands up into a fist and positioned it right over my crotch and had it cocked and ready to pound my nuts, while saying: *"Give it back* ***NOW*** *or I'm going to punch you in the balls, dickhead."*

This time, she looked even more serious about hurting my balls and I felt like she was a second or two away from flattening my nuts with her fist so I panicked and instantly put her bag back on the table.

She had this evil grin afterwards and said: *"Yeah, that's right. You better believe I was about to smack your balls."*

I was incredibly embarrassed by the fact that we were sitting in a busy cafeteria and someone else might have seen that.

Her mood swung back to normal just as fast as she had threatened to pulverize my manhood and I spent the rest of the day with her, while being really turned on, slightly hard and in desperate need of some relief after her near-ballbusting.

After her threats of ballbusting had unknowingly made her the object of my fantasies, I found it hard (pun intended) to be around her. If she sat close to me, I always shifted uncomfortably, got semi-erect and I couldn't help but look at her feet or hands and imagine them viciously slamming into my balls like she threatened to.

Me and her are still friends to this day and hang out within the same social circles, so I run into her from time to time and though we still like to reminisce on our college days together, she hasn't ever brought up her verbal ballbusting moments again nor has she threatened my testicles in a long time. I guess maybe she grew out of that phase and started seeing me more as a serious friend that she cared about but I still wish she would slip in a few threats here and there, as I always thought she had it in her to be a natural-born ballbuster.

# The Girls Hit Some Beach Balls...

Back in my college days during the summer breaks, me and a regular group of friends would always go to the beach, hang out and play a bit of beach volleyball on the public volleyball courts.

This group was always the same 6 guys and 6 girls and we had known each other for at least a year or two through our classes and various college parties. 3 of those girls were absolute stunners, typical California surfer-looking blondes that loved wearing string bikinis which they beautifully spilled out of with the other 3 having decently attractive faces but not much in the way of curves, being more lean and athletically-built.

If nothing else, college me loved going to the beach to see these girls jumping and bouncing around in their bikinis during our volleyball games, especially watching the 3 blondes jiggle and wiggle those sizable tits and asses around. I never played volleyball that well and I especially wasn't playing well when these girls were on my team and literally jiggling their tits and asses every few seconds when they went for a shot.

Our teams were always mixed to make things even: 3 guys and 3 girls on each side, however one day, one of my guy friends suggests that we should do a guys versus girls match to mix things up.

The girls initially didn't want to, complaining that it wasn't fair but us guys promised them we wouldn't try too hard and we'd go easy on them.

They agreed and we broke off into our teams and started the game.

At some point, after a few lucky points from the girls that made us feel a little embarrassed, us guys started getting a little too competitive and broke our promise to take it easy on the girls, which they complained quite loudly about but we insisted that we couldn't really help it.

We only played 3 sets and the final score for each set was something like 25-10.

The girls all gathered together after the game and us guys were sitting/standing opposite them in front of some benches when one of the blonde bombshells said to us after the game: *"You guys really tried too hard; overcompensating for something, fellas? Too afraid of losing to some girls?"*

This was the moment that set up the entire ballbusting episode to follow.

This lead to an escalating series of insults being hurled back and forth between the guys and the girls, with us guys slipping in some pretty sexist/chauvinistic remarks, like the one my friend shot back with: *"See, this is why no one watches women's volleyball unless the girls are hot."*

Blonde bombshell #2 fired back with: *"Guys stop being so insecure, we can clearly score points against you and we didn't play our hardest today anyway."*

Another guy lets out a comment that went a little too far and that would unwittingly seal the fate of his balls a few seconds later: *"Yeah I heard you girls have GREAT ball-handling skills actually..."* while sporting a massive shit-eating grin after saying that. A chorus of laughter erupted from us guys and Blonde Bombshell #1 did not take this lightly.

She was still holding the volleyball and I feel it's important to state at this point, that my friend who made that previous comment was only wearing speedos (he was pretty athletic and swam competitively), which not only clearly outlined his manhood but also offered no protection against what was about to happen next.

Blonde Bombshell #1 throws the volleyball at my friend like she's a power pitcher and her shot finds his testicles with laser accuracy. It was uncanny how this girl missed a bunch of easy shots during the game but could land this precision nut shot from about 30 feet away with complete ease.

While a volleyball is quite padded and nowhere near as hard and dense as say, a basketball, they have been known to give people concussions when hit with enough force, so given the force she threw it with, this shot looked seriously painful in a way that even I wouldn't have wanted to experience without warning.

My friend made a painful expression, bent over holding his nuts and didn't say a word.

At first, Blonde Bombshell #1 was wide-eyed and covered her mouth in shock while saying: *"Oops!"* and looked over to the other girls with an expression that seemed to say *"Can you believe I just hit him in the balls?"* She continued with: *"Ooooh... I didn't mean to aim for that area."*

One of the other girls immediately praised her ballbusting skills, saying: "*Way to to go Sandra, that shut them up!"* (her name wasn't Sandra, but you get the idea) and the girls started to crack a few sly smiles and giggle.

Me and the guys were stunned, literally speechless, and my friend who had been busted still hadn't said anything other than groaning in pain while being hobbled over.

Blonde Bombshell #1 walked over to the guy she nailed and apologized, while sort of patting his back while he was hunched over.

The intense irony and sexual symbolism of this whole event made it truly surreal to me.

The guys had easily beaten the girls in a game of volleyball, bragged and humiliated them about it and felt very proud of themselves and then one of the sexy blondes shut us all up and reminded us of the obvious differences between the sexes that girls knew all too well to exploit.

It was intense.

The girls quickly packed up and headed for the showers, with the blondes walking side-by-side, their incredibly round asses jiggling off into the distance, and us guys were all left there wondering what the hell just happened.

Once my friend had recovered a few more minutes later, he said: *"Fuck, she got me good. But you know what? I'd still do her."* We all agreed we'd do the same to Sexy Blonde #1 if we had the chance and we changed the subject completely to avoid making light of my friend's incredibly humiliating situation.

We never did play anymore guys versus girls matches and the girls actually referenced this incident a few times afterwards, as whenever one of them was on the losing side, they started joking that they might need to deploy their "secret weapon" to win the game or start aiming for the other balls on the court. They would laugh among each other and the guys would all stand there trying to avoid the subject.

It was probably one of the hottest accidental/spontaneous ballbusting moments in my life; the juxtaposition of a bunch of beautiful, bouncy, big-breasted girls in bikinis standing together and staring down a bunch of cocky guys before one of them launched a volleyball at a guy's nuts with malicious intent, and then playing it off like they didn't mean to while trying to hide their laughter and satisfaction was just fucking amazing.

I still think about that moment a lot to this day. Unfortunately, I haven't seen Blonde Bombshell #1 or any of those girls in a long time, so I never did get to find out if she ever busted any more balls later on. I hope she did.

# My Aunt Jokes About Kicking Balls at a Family Gathering...

This ballbusting anecdote happened when I was much younger, around 18/19, and staying with my and aunt and uncle for a weekend during my summer holidays. They lived pretty far from my family and I drove out to see them with my sister.

We did these sort of extended family gatherings once a year and usually a bunch of cousins and other relatives would be there. As my aunt and uncle lived out in the country, they had a huge house and most of us stayed over for the weekend.

Anyway, one evening we're gathered for dinner and there was 10 of us all up, 4 females (my aunt, my sister and two cousins) and 6 males (my uncle and more cousins).

These visits were a typically boring family affair and I could never wait to get them over with and get back home.

We were all exchanging gifts in the living room, as there were quite a few late birthday presents from earlier in the year that hadn't been sent around and my aunt hands my sister a gift-wrapped box and tells her to open it.

She had bought her some high heels, the pointy, black, stiletto kind, and my sister immediately tried them on and started walking around in them to see if they fit well.

At this point a few of us were sitting on a couch in front of my aunt/sister and the others were sitting on a dining table nearby, watching my aunt and sister trying out the new shoes.

The mundane silence was shattered by my aunt's completely unexpected statement: *"You know what those shoes would be great for? Kicking a guy between his legs!"*

My sister looked down at her heels and then agreed with my aunt's suggestion, saying: *"Haha, yeah they would really hurt!"*

My aunt, my sister and the two female cousins started laughing with my aunt laughing the hardest and looking over at the guys in the room as she amused herself.

Her bizarre fantasy didn't end there though; she had to also tell my sister that: *"If a guy bothers you, just go up to him with those heels on and say, where are your balls? Show me your balls right now! And then BAM, kick him there!"* She actually did a little imitation of her kicking a hypothetical guy in the balls as she said that too.

I couldn't believe what I was hearing and **my aunt had never in her life, as long as I'd known her, said anything close to this before.**

The men in the room looked deeply confused and one of them said: *"That's really, really painful, don't joke about that. You know have no idea how much it hurts."*

My aunt snapped out of her little ball-kicking fantasy and replied: *"Oh you know I'm just joking, I would never do that."*

My sister and the female cousins were still grinning and then the conversation moved onto something else and we all forgot about my aunt's casual suggestion of using high heels to inflict maximum pain on a man's balls.

Again, this was one of those moments of my life that reaffirmed my suspicions that even the women who seem like they would never actually do something like this themselves, still found the idea of busting a guy's balls very amusing and intriguing and they wouldn't pass up a chance to talk about it at length, especially in the presence of some guys where it was all the more awkward and embarrassing for them.

# My Girlfriend Makes a Joke About Snipping My Balls Off...

The final story I'll present involved my ex-girlfriend (the same ex I wrote about in a previous post, who was the first girl I dated to "accidentally" bust my balls and verbally humiliate me numerous times).

This story deserves a mention because it shows the creative ways that she would find to inadvertently bring up the topic of how fragile and delicate balls were and how she found the idea that they were so easy to hurt incredibly fascinating and amusing.

Me and her visited a close friend of hers, who was our age and had a pet dog.

When this friend first got her dog, she hadn't gotten him neutered when we were first introduced to him, so he still had an obvious ballsack dangling between his legs.

My girlfriend was playing around with the dog and as he starts running from away her, her eyes fixate on the dog's swinging testicles and she casually mentions to her friend: *"Oh wow, he's still got his balls! Aren't you going to take him to get them removed?"*

Her friend chuckled a little and said: *"I know, he's due to go to the vet in a week for that. Poor thing, I hope he'll forgive me."*

The direction this conversation was going in and the fact that I was the only male in the room was already awkward enough and I hoped to God my girlfriend wasn't about to say something deeply humiliating about my manhood right in front of another girl (like she had before).

My girlfriend's unbelievable sixth sense for knowing when I was bracing myself for one of her ballbusting jokes once again left me speechless.

My girlfriend smiled and looked at me, which made me nervous and embarrassed, and said to me: *"Ouch! It's a good thing you don't have to go through that babe, I don't think you'd ever forgive me if I made an appointment to have your balls snipped."*

Her friend howled with laughter and she looked at me half-apologetic, half-mockingly, and laughed, while rubbing my hand as if to reassure me that she wasn't going to chop my balls off.

I turned red with embarrassment and my girlfriend slipped in one final, emasculating remark to her friend: *"Haha, gosh, I can't help but find it funny when guys get so defensive and protective about their balls."*

Her friend agreed with her and the two continued to laugh it up while I just replied with: *"You two are evil... straight up evil."* My girlfriend and her friend jokingly agreed and then we changed the subject and moved onto something else.

Again, I couldn't get over those remarks for a long time and the fact that her friend (who I previously had never seen or heard being fascinated with injuring balls like my girlfriend was) was completely in sync with my girlfriend and enjoying the humiliating position they put me in. It was a huge turn-on, even if it was deeply embarrassing.

That girlfriend was a master of the psychological ballbust. I would write a few more anecdotes of her clever ways of reminding me that she often thought about hurting my testicles, but this post is already long enough, so I'll save it for another time.

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**Happy to answer any questions about any of these anecdotes.**