Dog Days of Summer

I came across this post a while ago and it has never left my mind. https://www.redgifs.com/watch/negligibleornatevirginiaopossum

This is a story based loosely around it. I seem to be in a rather brutal mood lately.


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The second quarter was over and the Honeybadgers were down. 17 to the Tiger's 28. It wasn't a good look for the team, or for Tod, the quarterback. The Tiger's quarterback was either much better, or the opposing defense was better than their own.

Which reason didn't entirely matter. Tod knew where he could strike hardest. The other quarterback was pompous and grating, qualities made more annoying because he probably *was* better. The Honeybadgers needed that guy off the field, and Tod knew just the man to do it.

As the team dejectedly filed into the locker room for the halftime break, Tod made his way over to Jalen and sat next to him. Usually, he tried to avoid Jalen because the bulky, muscular linebacker had a mean streak a mile long. However, meanness was what he had in mind, so he decided to go to the expert.

"Hey, Jalen," Tod said awkwardly, trying to figure out how to broach the subject.

"You think you'll be able to throw the ball to people on *our* team in the second half, retard?"

*Well, he's in the right headspace,* thought Tod. Out loud, he said, "About that. I think I need some help, and I think you can help me. Would it be possible for you to take out that quarterback?"

"Break his ankle? Poke his eye?"

"No, that would be too obvious, I think. Maybe..." Tod trailed off in thought.

"Crush his nuts?" Jalen asked, passively, taking off his gloves and flexing his right hand to demonstrate the method.

Tod looked to Jalen in horror. "No! That's too cheap!" Pausing, Tod realized that he came to Jalen for his reputation as a bully. Tod had never bullied or been bullied, so didn't know the proper techniques. Perhaps he should rely on that expert's judgement.

Watching the massive hand flex, Tod tried to imagine his balls in that palm, completely dwarfed by it and surrounded by all that muscle and malice, and shivered. Maybe that's the kind of humbling that quarterback needed to stop acting like a prick. "Actually, the nuts sound like a good idea."

Jalen nodded, and asked, "they have the ball in the second half, right?" At Tod's nod, Jalen told him, "I'm going to have the defensive line rush the quarterback every play. We'll probably give up a lot of yards. You need to keep the defensive coordinator and coach from freaking out, okay?"

"You got it, I'll try."

Jalen locked eyes with Tod, flexed his hand conspicuously and said, "If I get kicked off the team, you'll be off the team, too, one way or another." He got up to go talk to the other members of the defensive line and come up with a plan. Tod shivered again, and waited for the halftime to be over in silence, as the coach rambled on about "teamwork" and "the game".

Jalen told everyone about the plan, then waited until they went back out onto the field to start the third quarter.

The first play was a running play, so Jalen luckily didn't give any yards right away, instead recovering three. That looked good for the coaches.

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The next play was *also* a running play, but this time Jalen was prepared. He punched the ball out of the running back's hands successfully, the ball landing in front of the quarterback on the ground. As the guy dove for it stomach first, Jalen yelled out, "Fumble!" and jumped next to him, landing perpendicular so his arm had easy access to the targets. The rest of his team, knowing exactly what to do, jumped on top of him and the quarterback, but leaving the area around his arm and target relatively free. The other team, obviously, also joined in.

Jalen knew he didn't have much time, so got to work immediately using his hand to probe around for his goal. He didn't care about possession of the football, but the status of two other coincidentally football shaped items. The quarterback was wearing a cup, obviously, so Jalen used his ungloved fingers to find it and pull it away from the man's groin, instantly causing him to squirm futilely. He tipped and jiggled the cup until the delicate contents jostled out, then released it. There came a muffled yelp from somewhere as the lip of the cup didn't *quite* clear the nuts as it snapped back into his groin.

Unfortunately, Jalen couldn't get a good grip on both of the balls through the spandex, but one was probably enough. Scooping the more available and larger right orb into his hand, he then covered the tiny organ with his muscular fingers and bore down on it. The quarterback let out a horrific, high pitched squeal which told him he was on the right track. Moving his thumb over his fingers creating a fist and driving them into the nut, Jalen was able to feel it flatten out and distend in his palm, filling the crevices between fingers.

The squealing increased in both pitch and intensity as Jalen intensified the force until the shell of the nut cracked, his fingers met, and the squealing abruptly stopped. The quarterback, with a burst of adrenaline and instinctual self preservation, was actually able to lift himself up a foot off the ground.

Jalen, shocked at the reaction, released the ruined gonad. Gaining more range of motion in his arm, he decided he couldn't leave the job half done. He hadn't got to see someone's face after popping both of their nuts since moving to this new school!

Only around five seconds has passed since he first dove into the dog pile. Thinking quickly, he used the small increase in the range of motion to launch an upper cut with all the force his position allowed, catching the two balls and forcing them into the cup. Even with limited motion, the sheer amount of muscle in his arm would have lifted the quarterback's ass off the ground if he didn't currently have several hundred pounds of men on top of him. Instead, Jalen just felt the rubbery orb and pulpy remains squish horribly against his knuckles. He twisted his fist, grinding the sensitive flesh into the hard plastic cup, then withdrew his hand the man give up and fall back down whining pitifully.

Jalen fished around for that remaining left testicle and found he couldn't get a good grip on it from the new angle. Instead, he positioned his thumb and forefinger around the ball and squeezed down as hard as he could, while also grinding his finger along the thumb. The orb squished cruelly, warping around Jalen's fingertip. Then as the finger ground down, the testicle gave way, the texture changing from an elastic round orb to a liquefied mushy pulp almost instantaneously between his muscular digits.

Jalen released the crushed nut and started carelessly pulling and prodding the two sections of pulpy remains through the spandex to reposition them in the center of his groin right next to the bottom of the cup, all the while noting the changing tones of the trapped, screeching quarterback. Positioned once again where the two balls would be "naturally," Jalen grabbed the cup, pulled it partially over the ruined nuts, then forcibly dug it into the mush.

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Now, when discovered, the medical staff would come to the only logical conclusion. The quarterback's cup slipped during the play, then the dog pile caused it to dig in and crush his balls completely and utterly. It was such a *horribly* sad accident.

Around 15 seconds after the dog pile started, the refs finally pulled Jalen off the fallen quarterback, who remained on the ground. Still fully conscious, the man was openly crying, all manly bravado at the higher score now gone and replaced by the destruction of two tiny balls. Jalen smiled at seeing it. It wasn't the act of crushing someone's balls that he enjoyed so much as the look of helpless terror and despair on their face.

Jalen knew he couldn't linger, however, and made his way back to his side of the field as the medical team came out.

As the game continued, the score swung into the Honeybadger's favor as Tod managed to play better in the second half and the Tiger's backup quarterback wasn't good enough to overcome their defense. The ending score was 34-28 Honeybadgers.

After the game, Tod began looking for Jalen to thank him for the turn-around, since it was mostly his doing. He found the linebacker in the locker room surrounded by his defense cohorts and quite a few of the cheerleaders, the entire group laughing uproariously. Jalen had his left arm around Brianna, the tall cheerleader with whose absolutely gigantic breasts were the biggest in the school, hand resting on her chest.

His other hand was held out in front of him, making a fist. "Exactly," Jalen answered a comment Tod didn't hear, "just like a dying cat! Anyway, that was one down. He was suddenly able to lift himself up, apparently losing a nut gives you strength!" More laughter. "That gave me an opening to uppercut his nuts, which caused him to fall back to the ground.

"Then I went searching for his other ball." Jalen smiled before delivering the next quip. "Shit was hard to find, being so small. Anyway, I was able to get it like a grape," he held up his hand, finger and thumb a testicle's width apart, "then with almost no effort, *squish*." He said the last word while lazily bringing his thumb and finger together. "Afterwords, I put the cup over half the mush, crushing them shits further, and now he needs to play in the women's league."

Tod was horrified at the round of laughter that erupted. Brianna had to wipe a tear from her eye as one of the defensive linemen clapped Jalen on the back. Was everyone on the defense a lunatic?!

Right at that moment, the head coach barged in carrying a blue-ray. Coach Johnson went over to the TV and slapped it in. "They got it all, apparently, so I had them make me a copy fast." He fast forwarded through the footage until the dog pile happened, then played it at normal speed.

There was a screech and then the pile rose, then collapsed. Another heart-rending screech, and then the refs started pulling players off the pile. Everyone gathering around the TV cheered, then the coach shushed them, saying, "There's more."

As the stretcher came out, the 4K camera zoomed in to the stricken quarterback, showing in full detail the swollen, mushy ball sack being squished by the out of place cup. The microphone array was impressively able to pick out a very high pitched "my balls! my balls!" being said over and over before the coach stopped the video. The players cheered and the cheerleaders bounced up and down excited, happy that the team won, but also took out the opposing quarterback.

Coach Johnson walked up to Jalen and clapped him on the back. "I knew you were tough, but didn't realize you were such a go-getter! How about this, I'll give you fifty bucks for every ball you can pop without being caught. Deal?" Jalen nodded, surprised that the coach not only approved, but wanted to give him money to do one of his favorite hobbies, bullying. Addressing the rest of the team, he added, "That goes for all of you! One ball, fifty bucks!"

Tod was flabbergasted. *Everyone* thought this was okay?! He decided he was going to need to get a better cup once other teams heard about this.