This choice: Kicked Jake's balls, hard • Go Back... Jake's little nuts were dangling down, right in the middle of the step stool. And Stevie was pretty mad. Squirting Jake's balls with water didn't seem to hurt at all. He thought it would be powerful like a fire hose, but it just wasn't strong enough. Fine. He'd have to break Jake's little balls with a direct kick to the nuts. He lined up his foot, making sure he could get far enough under to really kick em good. Then he pulled back his foot as far as he could and racked it right up underneath the step stool. He hit both of Jake's nuts dead on with the top of his shoe, crushing them between his foot and the metal mesh.
*THUD*
Jake's mouth dropped open as wide as possible, but not a single sound could escape. His slim little body was writhing in agony, trying to stand up but being held down by his own weight, tied down on the step stool. His tummy caved in and out over and over in sheer pain, pulsing with every beat of his heart. His arms and legs tried desperately to stand up and pull his boyhood away from the step stool, but it only yanked on his shoelaces and tightened the knots.
Stevie brought his foot back, watching Jake squirm. For a second he thought he'd somehow missed since Jake was completely silent. Then he heard Jake's shrill scream.
"AAAAAAHHHHHH! AAAAAHHH, AAAAHHH, AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
Jake's screams were like a siren going off in the shower shed, filling the building with his helpless cries. Stevie covered his ears at first, then decided to stop the screams with another kick.
Stevie's foot cut through the air like a golf club, hitting Jake's dangling little boyhood right in the middle.
*SWOOSH*
*SMACK*
The kick made Jake rise up off the stool for a brief moment as Stevie's foot kicked up and squished Jake's tiny busted balls right up into his taint. Jake screamed again and pulled his chest up into the air, giving every ounce of strength to break his shoelaces, but it didn't work. Instead, he just toppled forward, leaving his balls even more open and vulnerable.
With Jake's body on the ground and his balls still dangling beneath the step stool, Stevie had even better access to destroy his tiny testicles. But then Stevie looked up at the other boys for a moment.
Dylan was covering his mouth with his hands. He couldn't believe the absolutely brutal onslaught against Jake's boyhood. He thought for sure Jake's little nuts had popped, and he was having trouble hiding how much it turned him on. Stevie had already embarrassed him by making him uncover his boner, but this was way worse. Seeing Jake's balls get racked and kicked made Dylan's cock harder than ever. His raging boner throbbed and started dripping precum as he eyes were glued to Jake's tortured testicles. Those little balls were about to get stomped flat.
"Holy shit! Is this turning you on!?"
Dylan lowered his hands to try and cover his pulsing cock, but that started to send him over the edge. He felt his body pulsing forward as he watched Stevie's eyes studying his dick.
"So, lemme get this straight, you find it hot when I do...THIS?!"
Stevie let loose a ruthless kick. He sunk the tip of his foot deep into Jake's balls, squishing them so hard against the metal mesh they got stuck in the metal grids. Jake's little balls were like a tight rope, holding his floppy little dick against the metal.
Jake cried out again at the top of his lungs but his cries were muffled by the floor. His face was so tired he could barely lift it up as his scream pierced the cold shower floor. He lurched his body forward as much as he could, moving the stool a few inches away from Stevie's foot.
Dylan's engorged cock could hardly stand it anymore. He hated seeing Jake's balls getting pulverized, but something was driving him wild. Seeing those little nuts getting crushed over and over sent his own balls into a sort of defense mode, making him want to blow his load before getting his own balls busted.
Stevie stopped and stared. Jakes nuts were stuck. And that last kick had squished Jake's tiny dick up through the big hole in the middle of the stool so now it was flopping around loose on the other side.
Stevie grabbed Jake by the shoulders and lifted him up with his feet and hands still tied tight to the stool. He slammed the stool down on the ground, hoping to make his little nuts pop out of the holes they were stuck in.
*CREEEAK*
The step stool legs bent out a bit from the slam. That thing was definitely more rusty than the metal could handle and it was starting to break.
The other boys watched as Stevie repositioned Jake's naked body. For a split second they thought maybe he was done. But then, Stevie sprayed all the boys with the cold water, hitting each of them right in the groin. They all covered their crotches from the burst of water.
Then Stevie looked down at Jake's predicament. His little dick was poking up but his nuts were stuck in the underside of the mesh. Stevie put his foot down on the little holes with Jake's nuts stuck underneath.
*STOMP*
*STOMP*
Each stomp pulsed down through the step stool and Jake could feel it in his nuts. He winced every time as Stevie's foot stomped down and crushed Jake's sad little dick flat against the metal.
Jake whimpered like little puppy every time Stevie stomped down. And every time Stevie stomped he felt the step stool giving way and bend the legs. Finally, after a few good stomps landing right on Jake's shriveled little dick, his balls finally pooped free and dangled back down below the step stool.
Jake felt a slight sigh of relief, but Dylan was now losing control. The sight of Jake's tiny weiner getting crumpled up and squished beneath Stevie's shoe while his balls finally bounced out to freedom was making his fully erect cock bounce up and down with excitement.
Stevie sprayed Dylan again, but the cold water wasn't really working. He still had a big boner. Then Stevie got the best idea. He decided to...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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