Tim was hung. Not freakishly so, but with a large dick and two
oversized walnuts. As such, he couldn't help but show a bulge in
nearly every pair of pants he wore, especially the knit elastic
waistband "sport" pants he had to wear as a salesman in the shoe
store where he worked. With the bikini, loose pouch briefs he wore
under these pants he caught the attention of his customers,
particularly when seated at the little stool in front of someone
trying on shoes. When he leaned forward you could clearly see the
outlines of what lay beneath.
It was a Monday morning at the mall, with few people around. Tim was
bored. But then two girls entered the shop: Muffy and Carla. Both
were 19, wore tight jeans, and wore low cut tee shirts designed to
show off their big boobs.
Muffy was trying on pair after pair, perhaps as a ploy to watch Tim's
crotch as he moved back and forth. Finally she settled on a pair of
cowgirl boots with two-inch heels. The right one went on, but it was
a stroggle to inch the left one onto her leg.
As she shoved with all her might, Tim's grip slipped on the smooth
leather. Muffy's foot lunged forward, and the boot heel slammed into
Tim's nuts with terrific force. Tim was paralyzed with pain and
rolled off to the side, lying on his back with his legs drawn up.
"What did you do to him?" asked Carla, who had been poking around the
store.
"I accidentally kick him in the balls. It was his fault."
"It looks like you really nailed that big package of his. Do you
think it's real or did he stuff something into it?"
Muffy decided to find out. She sat down--hard--on Tim's gut,
stunning him. She took hold of his package, which she had been
longing to do for the past 20 minutes. She kneaded his nuts roughly,
causing more pain to the helpless, weakened boy.
"I think they're real, but let's find out." She jammed her hand
under his waistband, into his pouch. There she pump-squeezed Tim's
big balls, grinding them into each other. Tim could stand it no
longer.
"You dirty bitch...you dirty...fucking...bitch. Leave my balls
alone," he said hoarsley.
"Bitch? BITCH? I'll show you! Help me get him up, Carla."
The two girls struggled to get the helpless boy to stand up. Carla
held him in a bear hug from behind, taking her turn in crushing Tim's
nuts with one hand.
"Now get ready for my knee in your balls," growled Muffy. She lifted
her leg hard and it landed just a bit off target.
"Spread his legs more, Carla."
Then Muffy began a series of knee kicks. "This will show
your...big...arrogant...fat...male...BALLS!" With every word she
landed another knee in Tim's crushed nuts, turning his once proud
package into a bag of bruised jelly.
Finally the two bitches had enough and walked out of the store.
swinging their hips in triumph. Tim lay on the floor, half
conscious. He noticed that Muffy had left wearing the cowgirl boots,
leaving her worn, dirty sneakers. Tim took one of the shoes and held
it to his cheek, wondering when the two girls might return.
oversized walnuts. As such, he couldn't help but show a bulge in
nearly every pair of pants he wore, especially the knit elastic
waistband "sport" pants he had to wear as a salesman in the shoe
store where he worked. With the bikini, loose pouch briefs he wore
under these pants he caught the attention of his customers,
particularly when seated at the little stool in front of someone
trying on shoes. When he leaned forward you could clearly see the
outlines of what lay beneath.
It was a Monday morning at the mall, with few people around. Tim was
bored. But then two girls entered the shop: Muffy and Carla. Both
were 19, wore tight jeans, and wore low cut tee shirts designed to
show off their big boobs.
Muffy was trying on pair after pair, perhaps as a ploy to watch Tim's
crotch as he moved back and forth. Finally she settled on a pair of
cowgirl boots with two-inch heels. The right one went on, but it was
a stroggle to inch the left one onto her leg.
As she shoved with all her might, Tim's grip slipped on the smooth
leather. Muffy's foot lunged forward, and the boot heel slammed into
Tim's nuts with terrific force. Tim was paralyzed with pain and
rolled off to the side, lying on his back with his legs drawn up.
"What did you do to him?" asked Carla, who had been poking around the
store.
"I accidentally kick him in the balls. It was his fault."
"It looks like you really nailed that big package of his. Do you
think it's real or did he stuff something into it?"
Muffy decided to find out. She sat down--hard--on Tim's gut,
stunning him. She took hold of his package, which she had been
longing to do for the past 20 minutes. She kneaded his nuts roughly,
causing more pain to the helpless, weakened boy.
"I think they're real, but let's find out." She jammed her hand
under his waistband, into his pouch. There she pump-squeezed Tim's
big balls, grinding them into each other. Tim could stand it no
longer.
"You dirty bitch...you dirty...fucking...bitch. Leave my balls
alone," he said hoarsley.
"Bitch? BITCH? I'll show you! Help me get him up, Carla."
The two girls struggled to get the helpless boy to stand up. Carla
held him in a bear hug from behind, taking her turn in crushing Tim's
nuts with one hand.
"Now get ready for my knee in your balls," growled Muffy. She lifted
her leg hard and it landed just a bit off target.
"Spread his legs more, Carla."
Then Muffy began a series of knee kicks. "This will show
your...big...arrogant...fat...male...BALLS!" With every word she
landed another knee in Tim's crushed nuts, turning his once proud
package into a bag of bruised jelly.
Finally the two bitches had enough and walked out of the store.
swinging their hips in triumph. Tim lay on the floor, half
conscious. He noticed that Muffy had left wearing the cowgirl boots,
leaving her worn, dirty sneakers. Tim took one of the shoes and held
it to his cheek, wondering when the two girls might return.
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