Sara and Her Boyfriend

by Magic Man Sara was making the final touches on dinner, placing a basket of rolls down on the table and lighting two candles at its center. She expected her boyfriend Chris to be coming home from work any minute now. She had met Chris during graduate school. He had been the shy undergraduate student and she had been the older, sexy teaching assistant. Of course, it was against university policy for TA's to get involved with their students. The year he graduated, Sara and Chris started dating openly and soon after, moved into an apartment together. A year later, they were still together, though their relationship had been going through hard times. Chris hardly had time for Sara between his nursing classes and work. Often this would often lead to a fight and resentment from both of them. She thought that a good home-cooked dinner after a long shift at the hospital might help patch things up between them. Sara heard Chris come in and went to greet him. He stood in the hallway, still wearing a worn looking set of scrubs. He was a good looking 22 year old man, with strong angular features in his face. His hazel colored eyes peered out of thin rim glasses. Sara loved when Chris wore his scrubs. She especially loved how they hugged his but and did little to mask his crotch. She came over kissed him. "Hi honey, how was work?" "Too long, I couldn't wait to get out. What's for dinner?" he said as he peered over her shoulder and saw the table set. "I made your favorite, broiled haddock. I thought you deserved a nice dinner after working all day." "You shouldn't have gone through all that trouble, but I appreciate it." Chris said as he sat down across from Sara. They talked about eachother's day, both making sure not to bring up the latest round of fights. Near the end of the meal Sara looked up at Chris as he ate the last bit of broccoli off his plate. She got his attention by slowly sliding her foot up his inner leg and gently placed her toes on top of his groin. He looked up at her inquisitively and seemed to sigh. "Sara, I've been thinking about our relationship lately. Things haven't been going so well and I'm not sure how to, ah . . . . fix it." The last part of Chris' sentence was interrupted by a short grasp as Sara massaged his groin with her foot. Through the thin material of Chris' scrubs and underwear Sara could feel his squishy, plum shaped balls resting under his semi- erect dick. As she intended, he started getting harder as she continued to rub her right foot up and down across his swelling cock as her left foot wedged up under his balls. "Sara I think maybe we should think about sep . . ." "Chris," she interrupted, 'I was hoping that after dinner, you can take a shower, I'll clean up here, and afterwards we could watch TV in bed. " "Alright," Chris said as he gently pulled away from the reach of Sara's massaging feet, "but after I get out of the shower, I want to talk with you." While Sara was rushing to clear the table, Chris was standing under the shower head, allowing the water to rinse off all the sweat and dirt that had accumulated during the day. He was practicing how he was going to tell Sara that he wanted to break up with her and move out of the apartment. For a moment he considered starting over again. She hadn't brought up their arguments over dinner, and part of him still loved her. The moment passed and he decided that it was time to tell her it was over. After finishing his shower, he walked into their bedroom and and put on a pair of grey boxerbriefs that Sara had given him for one of his birthdays. Hearing Sara walk into the room, he turned to see her standing in the doorway with nothing on but a tight yellow T- shirt that showed off her pert C sized breasts and a skimpy pair of pink panties. She walked over to Chris and put her arms around him. "Honey, I've been thinking, its been such a long time since we've had sex." She reached her hand down Chris' torso and rested on his groin. As she talked she gently kneaded his dick and balls through his underwear. "How about it tonight?" "Sara, I really wanted to talk to you . . ." Sara suddenly kissed him passionately in mid-sentence. Chris stopped struggling and began kissing her back. She continued to massage his groin until his dick was rock hard and straining against the fabric of the boxerbriefs. They fell on the bed together and had two hours of the best sex of their lives. Chris came twice and was laying on his back next to his naked girlfriend, staring up at the ceiling. He suddenly realized that he had planned to tell Sara that he was leaving. He slid to the edge of the bed and put his underwear back on. "Sara, I've been trying to tell you something all night." "What is it honey?" "Things haven't been going so well with us. Not for a long time." He turned back to look at her. "Sara, this isn't easy. I've been thinking about this a lot. I know we keep on trying to fix things but it never seems to work." "Chris, what are you saying? "I think I should move out," his voice cracked as he spoke. "I think maybe we should break up." "You tell me this NOW? After we just had sex!? You BASTARD! How could you do this to me!?" Sara was furious. She jumped out the bed screaming. "How could you use me like that!?" Chris immediately realized that he made a mistake bringing this up now. He got up and tried to hug Sara, telling her that he was sorry. "Get the fuck off me! Leave me alone you asshole!" She struggled under Chris' grip. Despite her best effort, Chris was too strong for her to get free. The rage and pain began to well inside her. She just wanted to get free and be left alone. Without thinking she quickly jabbed her knee up between Chris' thighs, crushing is trapped nuts. After two hours of sex, his balls hung lower then the normally would, only adding to the pain as Sara's knee smashed his nuts up into his pelvis. Unfortunately for him, his boxerbriefs didn't provide any protection. They only held his balls firmly in position for Sara's knee. Chris just stood there in shock, still holding Sara, but without any strength. Sara stared at him for a second, slowly realizing what she had just done. Then the pain and anger rushed through her body once again. She grabbed ahold of his shoulders, causing him to haunch down only for her knee to slam up into his groin 1 . . . 2 . . . 3 times. Each time her knee lifted his crotch up, smashing his balls further into his pelvic bone. Each impact lifted his entire body up an inch and was followed by a low grunt that escaped through Chris' grated teeth. "How does that feel asshole!?" Chris couldn't speak. The pain was horrible and he felt as though he was going to throw up. He wanted to crawl up into a ball but Sara was still holding him up. His mouth was wide open and it took all his strength just to keep breathing. Sara saw the pain that registered in his eyes and suddenly felt sorry for hurting him. She still loved him and was just reacting out of pain, anger, and fear. "Honey, I'm so sorry, I was so angry . . ." She helped him limp to the bed and laid him down on his back with his feet hanging down to the floor. His hands were cupped over his crotch and he continued to moan. "Oh God Chris, I am so sorry. I never meant to hurt you this bad . . ." Chris' only response was a long low pitched moan. Sara looked down at her boyfriend, worried that she may have damaged him perminately. After all, she had felt his balls flatten between her knee and his pelvic bone. It occurred to her that she should check to make sure their wasn't any obvious damage. Though it took a lot of coaxing, she finally got Chris to move his hands away from his groin. She grabbed ahold of his wasteband and pulled his underwear down to his ankles as gently as possible. Chris' cock laid over a pair of balls that were now pink and slightly larger than they were just minutes earlier when they were having sex. Sara gently slid her hand underneath his nuts and slowly began to rub them. Chris jumped a bit but soon trusted Sara with his most prized possessions. With one hand she reached up to Chris' head and brushed his hair off his face, with the other, she gently cradled his aching jewels. She noticed how low hung and slippery they were in her hands. She had always enjoyed getting ahold of Chris' boy toys, knowing that whoever he ended up with would get quite a treat. Suddenly, the thought came to her; Was he breaking up with her because he had found someone else? There were several attractive nursing students that Chris often worked with. Even if she asked him, she doubted that he would tell the truth. Anger and rejection washed over her once more as her eyes flared with anger. Chris looked up and recognized the anger in her eyes, only to be racked with even more pain. Sara cruelly yanked on Chris' already tortured nuts, stretching his ball-chords even further. He let out a screech that must have been heard by their neighbors, but that didn't stop Sara. She used both of her hands to trap his nuts at the base of his scrotum. "Are you tying to see someone else!?" Chris looked up at Sara helplessly, pain mirrored in his eyes. He tried to pry her small fingers off his nuts, but his strength was quickly sapped by the pain. "No, I would never cheat on you. This is because of us, not anyone else." It was too late for Chris, though. Sara didn't even listen to his answer. She was furious and had her boyfriend by the balls, literally. Seizing a nut in each hand, she pressed both thumbs into each meaty orb simultaneously. Chris let out a long high pitched shriek as his legs thrashed out underneath her. He wished he would pass out from the pain, but unfortunately for him, he was painfully aware of each squeeze. He begged for her to stop, only for her to grind his balls into her palms even harder. "Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!: "Who the fuck is she you bastard!?" Each word was emphasized with a squeeze of Chris' nuts further. She laid across his torso, blocking his view of her mutilating the very source of his masculinity. She was so angry she wanted to rib them off. By now, his balls were swollen to the size of big grade A eggs and the broken blood vessels turned them as red as strawberries. Sara continued to take her aggression out on Chris' tortured manhood for over forty-five minutes. She used different combinations of squeezing, pinching, and stretching his poor fat battered nuts. He was so weak that all he could do was hold on to Sara's hands has they slowly crushed his manhood into oblivion. Sara eventually released Chris' balls, allowing him to gently cup them, hoping that it was over. Sara seized his hands and squeezed his fingers that were still holding his delicate boy berries, causing him to squeeze the life out of his own balls. By the end, he couldn't even speak, only weakly groan. Part of him wished for his testicles to give way completely and collapse in her hands, if only to stop the pain. A number of times he came close to blacking out. Not willing to let him off that easy, she would slam his balls with her fist into her cupped hand. His body would jerk and his head would snap up, only to see his soon to be ex- girlfriend mashing his potatoes. After nearly an hour of excruciating ball pain, Chris passed out on the bed. Sara looked down at Chris and surveyed the damage she had done. His balls looked like they were going to burst. She rolled them around in her hand and could feel a hard center in each nut, but new they were beginning to break down. The thought of destroying what was left of his balls did come to mind, but the anger had passed, and she didn't think he deserved to be sterile for the rest of his life. She left him there, passed out on the bed all night. The next day, Chris began packing his things. His balls were swollen for days after and he found it hard to walk without his nuts bouncing off his thighs. Sara was there when he brought the last box out to his car. When he came back to the door to give Sara his key, he tried to apologize one last time. She looked at him sweetly, swung her foot back and planted it right up under the bulge of Chris' crotch. Despite the fact that he was wearing jeans, his swollen balls were still highly sensitive, sending him crashing to the floor. Sara looked down at him and said, "Good bye Fucker!" leaving him on the floor in the hallway, clutching himself on the ground. Several weeks had past since Chris had moved out of Sara's apartment. Sara had been hurt by the rejection, but was trying to move on. She slowly began rebuilding her confidence and was now ready to start dating again. She was thinking about asking the cute computer tech at work out on a date, but hadn't quite built up the courage yet. One night, Chris called her. He told her that he had made a mistake and still loved her. Though Sara had moved on, she still did not forgive him for rejecting her. Now it just seemed like he was playing with his emotions. After a lot of coaxing, she finally agreed to him coming over on Saturday. Sara only agreed because she was watching her 12 year old cousin Alex and she had always loved Chris. Besides, she thought Alex could act as a buffer just in case Chris tried to bring up getting back together. ________________________ Sara picked Alex up from her house in the morning and brought her back to the apartment. They had spent the morning baking cookies and now were watching TV. On the screen a bar fight was going on. A much smaller man was getting the crap beaten out of him by a man that had at least two hundred pounds on him. It looked like he wasn't going to make it, that is, until he pulled himself up off the floor and finished the fight by planting one devastating uppercut to the large man's groin, knocking him down and ending the fight. Alex looked at Sara. "What just happened? I thought that big guy was going to win. How come that guy just fell down when he only got punched once?" Sara smiled at Alex a bit uncomfortably. She wasn't sure how much Alex knew about men. "Well . . . its because men have very sensitive private parts. When you hit them, it causes them a lot of pain." "Is that what that man did on TV? He punched that big guy in the wiener?" "Well, not exactly. He hit his balls. Thats what made him fall down." Alex looked at Sara with bewilderment. She was of course curious and wanted to know more. Alex was an only child and hadn't had any experience with a brother. Sara answered her questions as best she could, explaining the differences between the male and the female bodies. Alex was in awe and was very interested to learn more. "So have you ever hit a boy in his nards?" "Well, yes I have." She didn't think it was a good idea to tell Alex about the night her and Chris broke up. "There were a few times in school when boys would try to pick on me. I never could beat them in a straight out fight, but kicking them in the balls hurt them enough to leave me alone." "Wow. I had no idea you could do that. I'm not sure I'd know how to kick a boy in the balls." Sara smiled back at her cousin. "Maybe I could teach you how. Do you want to learn?" "Yeah I would!" Alex beamed back at Sara. Sara and Alex talked for the next hour about busting balls. Alex was eager to learn and Sara was enjoying retelling her busting experiences. When Alex asked her whether she ever busted Chris, Sara told her the truth, but didn't go into details. She decided the best way to teach Alex would be to give her some hands on training. ________________________ Chris arrived at the apartment during the afternoon. They watched movies and played games together, just like old times. The whole time Alex kept taking peeks down at Chris' crotch, trying to imagine what was hidden beneath the bulge in his jeans. She waited with great anticipation until she could find out. When it came time to eat, Sara and Chris made dinner while Alex set the table. When the food was ready, Alex made sure that she sat across the table from Chris. During the meal, she intentionally dropped her fork, just as her and Sara planned earlier that day. When she bent down to pick it up, she noticed that Chris had his legs spread wide open and his crotch exposed. She got back in her seat and extended out her leg until she reached Chris' left foot. She readjusted herself on her chair, slumping down as far as possible. Carefully, she lifted her foot up between his thighs until it hovered above where she guessed his groin was. Taking a deep breath, she let out an exaggerated sigh and slammed her foot down between his legs. She could feel his soft crotch compress against the hard bone of her heel. "Ahhhh!" A second after Alex's sock covered foot sunk down into Chris' groin, both his knees jammed up into table, causing all the plates to rattle. He leaned over and held himself. "Ughhhhhh, my nuts . . ." "Oh God Chris, I'm sorry, I just stretched out my legs, I had no idea . . ." Alex tried her best to sound sympathetic. Sara asked if Chris was alright. He tried to laugh it off as he hunched forward holding himself. "It's alright Alex, I'll be fine in just a minute." Sara just smiled at herself. Alex had done exactly what she told her to and it had worked perfectly. On to phase two . . . ________________________ Once dinner was cleaned up, Alex asked if they could play twister. Before Chris could answer, Sara agreed and laid the mat down on the living room floor. After the first few spins, the three of them were nearly tangled in a mass of arms and legs. Chris was positioned on the bottom of the pile, with both feet down on the mat and one hand propped behind his back. Because of his positioning, he was forced to keep his legs spread apart to keep his balance. Alex was straddled over Chris' right leg with her hands on each side of Chris' torso. Sara was on top of the pile, holding herself suspended over them with both hands and feet down on either side of the mat. Alex was next to move. The spinner landed on green, which meant she was going to have to try to get her right foot up over Chris' left leg. She had been waiting to have a good excuse for busting Chris' nuts again and this was what she was waiting for. Though she knew she could reach the mark, she planned to pretend to lose her balance, causing her to fall on top of him. Alex looked up at Chris, who happened to be looking away. She carefully moved her right leg forward and positioned her knee between his legs, directly above his groin. With a devilish smile on her face, she let out a fake gasp and let herself fall on top of Chris, making sure that knee stayed on target. As she fell, her knee dug down into Chris' waiting crotch. Chris heard Alex gasp and the next thing he new his nuts were exploding with pain. They fell down on the mat together with Alex's knee still planted in his groin, further grinding down his balls. A loud groan escaped Chris' throat as all the air emptied from his lungs, "Ughhhhhh!!!!!" The pain was sharp and continuous, he couldn't stand it anymore. Slowly he realized Alex was still on top of him and her knee was crushing his nuts. Just as he tried to lift Alex off of him, Sara seemed to lose her balance and fell on top of them both. In the confusion Alex was able to get in another two knee slams into Chris' groin. By the time they got off him, Chris couldn't even speak, he just laid on the floor in a clump holding his balls and moaned. Sara looked down at Chris and then up to Alex. She couldn't believe how fast Alex was catching on to ball busting. "You really got him good Alex. Look at him, he can't even get up." She hugged her little cousin and whispered in her ear. "You've done a good job. Now its time to expand your training." ____________________ Chris was in so much pain, he couldn't believe what was happening. He was sure that Alex was hitting him on purpose now and it was going to stop. He looked up at Sara and Alex came back into the living room with their shoes on. "What's going on?" Sara ignored him. "Remember what I told you, its just like kicking a field goal. Just keep your eye on the ball." Before Chris knew what was happening, Sara ran up to Chris and swung her foot right up between his legs. His whole body jumped up and then came crashing down. All the abuse his balls had received was starting to take a toll. Sara dragged Chris up to his feet and stood him up in front of the couch. He was so heavy that if he fell back down, she might not be able to get him back up off the floor. She overpowered his hands which were trying to cover his aching balls and held them behind his back. "Alright Alex, come stand in front of Chris and kick him, just like I showed you." Chris tried to struggle but he couldn't fight Sara. Alex stood in front of Chris, aimed, and swung her foot up between his legs. At the last minute, Chris saved himself and squeezed his legs together. Alex's foot ended up only grazing his balls. Fustrated, Alex tried again. This time, Sara used her feet to brace Chris' legs open. Again Alex swung her foot up into Chris' groin. He groaned and sagged against Sara's grip. "Try again Alex, but this time, back up first, run, and kick him." Alex tried twice more, each time she made contact, but the force of the kick was not hard enough to inflict too much damage. She was a full two feet shorter than Chris, which made it hard for her foot to reach his groin. Chris didn't notice, his nuts felt like they were on fire. Sara could tell she was getting frustrated and came up with an idea to even the odds. "I think the problem is that his jeans are absorbing most of the kick. We're going to have to get them off for you to have a clear shot." Sara reached up and whispered in his ear. "Just do what I say and it will be over quick. If you don't cooperate, I'll cut your balls off!" Alex couldn't tell what Sara was saying to Chris, but whatever it was made his eyes go wide. He stop struggling long enough for Sara to pull his shirt up over his head. Before he realized it, she unbuckled his belt, unzipped his jeans and let them drop to the floor. Then she pulled his boxers down to his ankles, leaving him totally exposed. Sara was used to seeing Chris naked, but still enjoyed the sight of his body. She could tell that he was still working out. His flat, lean abs had a trail of hair that led down to a small forest of pubic hair. Two plump balls hung loosely under his flacid penis. Alex let out a giggle and stared at him in awe. Chris stood there looking miserable and broken as their eyes scanned up and down his body. Sara was loving this. Chris was clearly uncomfortable standing their naked, despite the fact that he was well endowed. Turning back to Alex she began her explination, "Ok, the male body has two sexual organs." Reaching down, she wrapped her fingers around Chris' dick and lifted it up for Alex to see. "Remember what we were talking about earlier? This is his penis. During sex, it will get hard and will go into the woman's vagina." "Ewww, gross." Alex giggled. "It gets hard?" "Yes, all I have to do is rub my hand up and down it and it will grow." Sara stroked his shaft only a few times before Chris felt his dick began to stiffen. Alex stared in amazment. Sara smiled back at her and let the rock hard dick flop down. That wasn't what she was interested in tonight. Chris shivered as she slipped her fingers around his plum sized balls and rolled them around in her hand. Looking back at Alex, "These are his testicles. Each boy has two of them that hang in a squishy sac called a scrotum. Testicles can vary in size and by how far they hang down. Sometimes they are called 'balls' or 'nuts' because thats what they kinda look like." As she spoke, she continued to gently knead the balls like dough, feeling them press into her palm. Alex got closer, trying to get a good look. "Boys testicles produce sperm that will fertilize a woman's egg during sex. They are the source of testosterone, a hormone that allows them to get much more muscular than girls." The whole time this was going on Chris kept looking away, hoping it would end quickly. He feared any moment she would tighten her grip. She just continued to smile and explain male physiology to Alex. "Alright Alex, I want you to feel them. Don't worry I'm sure Chris doesn't mind, but remember, they are very sensitive." Sara gave her cousin a wink. Chris tried to protest but Sara was already holding his hands behind his back. Suddenly he felt Alex's hand reach up and slowly cup his sac. She looked up at him, and then at Sara for reassurance. Feeling a bit more confident, she gently wrapped her tiny fingers around his balls, cradling them like two delicate eggs. Sara could hardly stifle her laughter. There stood her 12 year-old cousin holding her 22 year-old ex-boyfriend by the balls. She rolled around his fat balls in her hand, measuring the weight of each testicle. They felt soft and warm as they slid around in his sac. So these are what caused so much pain for a boy when he got hit in the groin. "How come his left testicle hangs lower than the right one?" "That's common for most boys Alex, but now that you have a feel for them, why don't you practice kicking him in balls." Realizing what was going to happen, Chris began to struggle against Sara's grip. He might have broken free but Alex quickly responded by squeezing his balls in a vise grip. Pain exploded from the base of his scrotum up to the pit of his stomach. Chris' face mirrored the agony that his balls were experiencing and soon he stopped fighting. "Ughhhhhhhh, OK, OK, please stop!" Alex held on a few seconds longer to make sure that they had Chris' cooperation. It seemed like an eternity to Chris before she released his bruised nuts. When she finally did, he let out a long sigh of relief. Following Sara's direction, Alex stepped back and swung her foot up into Chris' unprotected sac. Sara watched as Alex's foot connected with both balls, ramming them all the way up into his pelvic bone. Chris let out a loud "umph" and fell back on Sara. "Good job Alex! Try again!" Alex ignored Chris' groans and tried again. Chris' nuts made a sick slapping sound as her foot slammed them up into his groin once more. The pain was almost more than Chris could bare. If not for Sara, he would have dropped like a sac of potatoes. He just wished it would end now. Unfortunately for Chris, Alex busted his balls five more times. By the end, all resistance had been beaten out of him and small high pitched moans were the only thing that escaped through his lips. Sara was thrilled with how things had turned out. "I'd say you've gotten the hang of it Alex." Her cousin looked back at her, beaming with pride. "Yeah, I think so. Thank you for teaching me Sara. Oh, and thank you Chris for letting me practice on you." She gave his nuts a quick squeeze that made his knees buckle beneath him. Sara released him, allowing him fall back on the couch. "Hey, we should check out the damage you did!" Both girls knelt in front of Chris. He laid sprawled out on the couch, unmoving. Sara realized that he must have passed out when he hit the couch. She spread his legs apart so they could survey the damage. Alex reached up and cupped his swollen pink balls and rolled them around in her hand. "Sara, his right ball feels different then the left one." Sara took hold of his nuts and checked for herself. Alex was right, the left testicle was definitely swollen, but the right testicle felt a little squishier. She asked Alex to go get a bag of ice from the kitchen. She quickly returned with ice and Sara held it up against Chris' balls. "What's the ice for Sara?" "It helps keep the swelling down. I want to make sure that Chris is alright." After a few minutes Sara lifted up the ice pack and felt Chris' scrotum. As she had feared, the left testicle was starting to shrink back to its normal size, but the right testicle was clearly softer. She hadn't intended for this to happen. After all, Chris wasn't that bad of a guy. She turned to Alex. "It seems like we actually crushed one of Chris' testicles." "Oh God, Sara I am so sorry. Are you sure!? Should we bring him to the hospital?" Alex was getting upset. She never expected their fun to have serious consequences. "Does this mean that he won't be able to have children?" "No, it's going to be alright, his left testicle is still fine. Don't worry, he will still be able to have children." Sara worked Chris' balls around in her hand. It was a shame, but the damage was already done. Suddenly a thought came to mind. "You know, this is an opportunity that we probably won't ever get again." "What do you mean?" Alex was bewildered. The guilt was really starting to get to her. "Since one of Chris' testicles is ruined anyhow, we may as well have a little bit more fun. Lets crush it!" "Are you serious!? It might not be completely broken, maybe if we just drive him to the hospital, they might be able to . . ." "No Alex, they won't be able to repair it. Here, feel it for yourself. It's already starting to break down." Alex took ahold of the testicle. "Well, it does seem to be a little softer then than the other one. If you really are sure . . . I guess we could. There's no point in just letting it hang there useless." A smile crept back across her face. "Don't worry, we're just going to finish what we started. Why don't you start Alex." Alex reluctantly at first tried squeezing the damaged testicle. When that didn't work, she pulled it down to the base of his scrotum and trapped it in her fist. The skin was pink and shiny as she pressed her thumb deep into the damaged testicle, slowly grinding it down to nothing. Alex could feel Chris' ball slowly collapse in her hands. She continued to squeeze, but try as she might, she couldn't completely crush the testicle. "Here Sara, you try, I can't get it to break." Sara grasped Chris' scrotum. His once beautiful balls had been horribly beaten. She could feel the remains of his right testicle, about half the size of its counterpart. She couldn't help feeling excited by the anticipation of what she was about to do. If Chris was in better shape, she'd probably want to fuck him right there. Taking a breath, she forced the heal of her hand to compress the trapped nut into her palm. She felt it start to rupture under the pressure. The pain must have woken Chris up, because his legs thrashed out and his head flew up. Seeing Sara about to finish off his ball, he pleaded with her. "Please, please Sara, don't do it!" "I'm sorry Chris, it's to late." With one last push, the testicle finally gave way and burst into jelly. Chris shrieked and his body went into convulsions before he passed out. Once again, Chris laid still before them. Sara squeezed his sac to make sure the job was done. Just as she expected, she could only feel the left nut floating around in Chris' half empty sac. The right testicle completely gone. Before going to bed, Alex helped Sara dress the unconscious Chris which proved to be very difficult. They left him there, passed out on the couch, blissfully unconscious.