Everything Including the Family Jewels

I SHOULD HAVE NOTICED something was strange about the house as I pulled into the driveway around 2:00 AM on a Saturday morning. For one thing, there was this huge van parked in front. Then, too, my front storm door was slightly ajar. I guess I was too tired to really pay attention. It was nearly a fatal mistake! I pulled into the garage, turned off the ignition, and fumbled with my keys to get into the side door. As I entered the darkened kitchen, I though I heard a soft noise behind me. As I started to turn around, I felt a rough hand cover my mouth and twist my head back while he pushed a knee into the small of my back forcing my groin to lift upwards. The next thing I felt was a shattering pain in my crotch as a second man crashed his knee up into my testicles, smashing my ball-bag against my pubic bone. A muffled scream escaped from my closed mouth as another vicious knee slammed into my crotch. I felt myself being dragged into the living room as I passed out.

As I came to a few moments later, the two robbers had me lying on my back on the living room rug spread-eagled and defenseless. One, named Mike, was pulling off his shirt exposing his hairy chest and beer belly while the other, Sam, held me down with his foot on my throat. Like Mike, he was stripped to the waist with only a faded pair of jeans hugging his muscular thighs and well-rounded ass and lovingly pouching the tremendous cock and balls displayed at his crotch. Piled all around me were boxes of my stuff they had packed ready to stuff into their truck. Clearly they hadn’t expected me to show up so soon. On the other hand, they didn’t seem too unhappy about my being there spread-eagled and vulnerable beneath them.

“Too bad pretty boy showed up too soon,” Mike laughed. “Looks like we’re gonna have some extra fun tonight.”

Sam showed a vicious shifty grin and poked the sharp toe of his boot into my defenseless crotch, putting painful pressure on my balls as I lay there terrified. “You gonna show us a good time?” he asked, giving me a light kick to the nuts. “Then maybe we’ll let you keep those, huh, Mike?”

“All depends on how he does,” Mike agreed, roughly feeling his palls pressing against his tight pants. “Get up, scum-bag!” he shouted. “Let’s see how good you are at defending yourself.”

Sam grabbed me by my shirt collar and dragged me to my feet and slammed me against the wall, knocking a picture off the wall. “We haven’t had us a good sparring partner for a long time, now, ol’ buddy, and tonight, you’re IT! You’re gonna take on the two of us.” I looked in terror as the two punks descended upon me. I knew my only hope was to put up a good fight. I found out in a moment just what kind of fight it was going to be! With a single cloth-rendering thrust, Mike reached out and tore the shirt from my heaving chest, exposing me from neck to navel, while he brought up his knee full force in a vicious slamming blow to the groin. I managed to turn slightly to deflect its full force to the side of my leg, but it still caught my pouch sending a gut-wrenching pain radiating in all directions. Meanwhile, Sam had me in a neck lock from the rear choking the air from my lungs. Desperately, I tried to fight back, lashing out with both fists and feet. As Sam pulled back on my neck and lifted me clean off the floor, I shot out my right leg, catching Mike squarely in the balls. I could feel the soft mound of tissue give way as the toe of my foot found his burgeoning testicles. He roared like a wild animal, clutching his wounded genitals in his hands. “NOW you’re gonna GET IT, you son of a bitch!” They both fell upon me in a fury. In a moment the three of us were all rolling about on the rug. I knew it was hopeless, but I was at least going to give it all I had. I had always secretly been fascinated by street fighting, sometimes imagining myself in a fight to the finish alley brawl. Now it was happening!

There was something primitively exciting about the thought of guys going for each other, no hold barred. And now it was for real! Sam was over-confident as he straddled me at the waist on his knees ready to punch my face in. I suddenly brought my leg into his crotch with all my force, enjoying the look of surprise and agony in his small eyes as I ground my knee cap into his testicles. I could feel them yielding as I crushed them up into his groin. He smashed a left into my Adams apple, cutting off a gurgling scream as he reached behind himself and grabbed me by the balls. His thumb forced itself between the two nuggets as his fingers curled around my sac in a nut-claw. Even through my pants, he had found his target. Now his right hand followed its mate at my groin and the two alternatively squeezed and punched and twisted! Mike was coming to Sam’s aid, but I lashed out with my foot and caught him a second time squarely in the nuts with the pointed toe of my boot. Now both of them fell on me, kicking, grabbing every vulnerable and private part of my body. Sam had my left arm pinned behind me and was slowly twisting it nearly out of its socket, while his fingers sought out my face to gouge at my eyes. I caught his thumb in my open mouth and bit down—hard! With a scream he released his hold and then nearly ripped my tongue out before he punched me repeatedly in the face. My nose broke with a sickening crunch. My thrashing arms slipped in between Mike’s wide-spread legs, and I reached up and slid my hands up the inner side of his muscular thighs until I felt the delicious bulge of his sacked testicles which were tightly packed down his left pants leg. I dug my fingers and squeezed with all my might. I delighted in the agony I was causing him as I applied still more force to his pain-wracked nuts. My finger found a small tear along the seam and in a moment I had torn half the crotch out of his worn jeans. I could see the white cotton pouch of his briefs enclosing his gigantic genitals. Somehow the thrill of getting through to his very manhood gave me almost super human strength as I went for his family jewels. I had one of his love orbs in my grasp and was crushing the very hell out of it as he struggled desperately to escape the almost unbelievable pain between his legs. “Hey, Sam! Help me! The little bastard’s got me by the fuckin’ BALLS!”

Sam went for my crotch with both hands. I struggled fruitlessly as he tore the fly asunder, shattering the zipper, and ripping the worn cloth to shreds. I felt all my protection slipping away down my legs as they tore the clothes from my body. Mike joined Sam in tearing my pants and the remainder of my shirt to tatters. I lay there at their feet on my ass, my legs apart with only a cotton jock strap between them and my pouched manhood. Sam held my arms tight while Mike drew back his leg and kicked me in the nuts: Once, twice, three times dead center. GOD! How it hurt! It felt like they were gone for sure. I felt his dirty fingers reach down and grab my strap and pull it from my crotch The elastic stretched and then snapped and my bruised and bleeding balls dropped forward between my legs. Even though I knew it was hopeless. I would not give in. Though Sam had my arms, my legs were still free to thrash defensively. As Mike drew back his leg for another smashing crotch kick, my booted foot found HIS partially naked groin. I knew that I had really connected by the look of rage and total agony on his distorted face as my surprising blow caught him where he lived. The pointy toe had done real damage to his right testicle, partially tearing the bag. I managed to roll over on my belly, but I knew it was nearly the end of the line for me. Still clutching his ravaged balls, Mike stood over me and began kicking me all over my body. Sam joined in and soon they were both attacking me from both sides. I felt a couple of my ribs crack and suffered white heat as both of their boot tips found my naked belly. Inside, I felt my bladder rupture. And then they did it: Sam pulled my legs apart, exposing my flopping ball sac lying between my legs as I lay on my belly. Mike took a running start and drop-kicked his boot tip directly into the apex of myh legs. I sucked in my breath before letting out a scream of pure agony.

Twenty-five years of young masculinity were destroyed in an instant as both eggs were smashed into my crotch! I could feel the right one explode as its outer shell ruptured. As I lay there in agony, Mike slowly pushed the toe of his boot up deep between my legs until it rested atop my testicles. Then he slowly but inexorably stepped down, crushing my balls out of existence, ending my manhood forever. Both of my “boys” were gone! With a final air-rendering scream I passed out, not even hearing them as they left.

Its been three years now that I’ve lived without my balls.. I still re-live that night with a mixture of horror and fascination. I know that one day I’ll find Sam or Mike, and then……