It was a bright and clear day and little Danny was happy because it was his first day of soccer practice. He was part of a mixed team with boys and girls. Even though most of the team played together last year, he was pretty good at playing and thought he would fit right in. He wanted to show everyone that he wasn't a newbie and was a good team player.
The first player he met was Jessica. She was the team captain. She made sure he knew that she was in charge and that she wouldn't be taken lightly. "You the new kid? You any good???" She chimed in. Danny was quick to respond, "I practice every day and am pretty good at making shots," he said with pure confidence. Jessica liked that and gave him a half smile, which was about the most she gave anybody.
Practice started quickly with shooting drills and footwork. It wasn't long before everyone was tired. The coaches decided to give the kids a break and let them mess around while they had a few smokes. "Hey, we're gonna go smoke for a bit, you kids hang out or play something on your own till we get back, alright?" With that they wandered off as usual to the trees past the fence, out of sight from the soccer field. The coaches would spend the next 15-20 minutes there, leaving Jessica unofficially in charge.
"Alright, boys! You know the drill! Assume the position! NOW!" Jessica yelled out as the girls began to giggle and the boys' faces dropped in sorrow. The boys all started to line up in a row on their knees. Danny asked one of them what was going on. "We gotta let the girls practice kicking our balls, so they can do it to the other team and make us stronger if we end up getting hit in a game." "You mean we gotta let them kick our nuts?!?" Danny yelled. The boy tried to shush Danny, but it was too late. Jessica had heard him.
"You trying to get out of practice, new guy?" Jessica said sternly. "NO! But you can't just kick my nuts, either!" Danny had only been hit there once before, and was not interested in replaying it. A run-in with a goal post his first year of soccer had introduced him to the pains of being a boy with sensitive balls. Jessica was not in the mood to hear any guff from her new team member. "You'll get down like the other boys or you won't be on my team! I'll say you called me a bitch and grabbed my neck, and you can say goodbye to playing soccer for the rest of your life!"
Danny stepped back, eyes wide open. He couldn't believe Jessica's threat. He realized the other boys were already down on their knees with their legs spread open, some with their hands on the ground too, down on all fours. The girls were lining up behind the boys, warming up their legs for the kick.
"Get down now! Last chance, prissy boy!" Jessica scowled at Danny. Danny decided he would do it. The other boys seemed to survive, and hey, maybe it would give the team an advantage.
As he knelt down as the last in line, the boy next to him looked over and said, "Sorry, but you're the last one down, so you gotta go bare bottom."
Danny's mouth hung open in disbelief. "You mean I gotta pull down my pants???"
"And underwear, new guy! Since you're so slow we gotta make extra sure your balls get kicked extra hard!" Jessica said with a big smile. The other girls giggled and whispered with each other, pointing down at Danny's crotch.
Danny couldn't believe this was real. He started to pull his shorts and underwear down but stopped about halfway, with his butt exposed. He'd never been naked out in the open before, much less in front of anyone, especially not girls. He just couldn't do it. "No way...," he said under his breath while shaking his head left and right.
Jessica was growing impatient. She wanted to make sure all the boys were kicked before the coaches got back. "Do it now or we'll make the other boys drop their shorts too!" Jessica yelled with a mischievous grin. The other girls looked at Danny, hoping he'd say no again. Danny looked at the other boys, who all looked pleadingly at him. Danny realized each of them had to have already done this, without shorts even. Now it was his turn.
"Okay, okay! Let's just get this over with," Danny seemed to be telling himself more than Jessica. Danny pulled his shorts and underwear down to the ground, around his knees as he knelt with his butt toward Jessica.
"Now get on your hands!" Jessica yelled. Frightened now, Danny did as she said. His body shivered a bit as he assumed the position on all fours, naked from the waist down. He blinked several times, looking at the green grass below his face, still in unbelief that he was now naked and helpless in front of as bunch of girls, about to get kicked in the balls. All he wanted was to play soccer, not be target practice.
Jessica took a good look between Danny's legs. His balls hung free and sagged a bit which made them kinda close to his legs. "Open your legs wider, new boy!" She commanded. Danny complied and spread his legs out. Jessica watched as Danny's legs moved apart, leaving his precious balls dangling free.
Jessica put a finger up to her lips as she turned to the other girls, shushing them to keep quiet. They all giggled uncontrollably as they watched Jessica line up her shot on Danny's balls, lifting her leg back as far as it could go. The boys looked at Danny and winced in anticipation of his impending pain.
Danny lost his focus on the green grass and looked over, seeing the boys' scrunched faces toward him. He realized then this was gonna hurt way more than he thought before. Jessica's leg burst forward with all the might of a seasoned soccer player, and she showed no remorse. Her foot made direct contact with both of Danny's nuts, sending them flying forward. Because he was bent over though, his balls had nowhere to go, and Jessica's foot followed Danny's balls all the way up, squishing them between his lower abs and her foot.
Danny instantly closed his legs, locking Jessica's foot in place. This made Jessica start to lose her balance, so she frantically wiggled her foot to get it free, knocking Danny's busted balls all over again. Danny let out a high pitched scream and shoved Jessica's foot out from between his legs. He curled up and lay there, whimpering and rocking back and forth.
The other girls let loose on their unexpecting boyhood targets who were too preoccupied with Danny's plight to remember that they too were about to get busted. The boy's balls whacked forward, up, down, and jiggled helplessly as the girls kicked. Some girls got two good kicks in before the boys could come to their senses and crunch up.
Satisfied with a good ballbusting, the girls stood back and watched the boys writhe in agony at their busted nuts. Jessica saw the coaches starting to walk back, and quickly yelled, "You boys better remember, we don't tell the coaches about this, or the one who does will get kicked bare bottom by every girl until we think you've learned your lesson, got it!?!"
The boys all nodded in agreement, even Danny. Tears were welling up in his eyes and he was hoping the pain would pass. One thing was for certain, he never wanted to get kicked in the bare balls ever again.
Soccer is all about kicking balls though...
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