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“Wake up, fuck face.” Kevin heard as he came to with a hard slap across the face.

“So you like talking with my girl, huh? Well, that’s all you’ll ever do with her – unless you’re a fast runner.” Said Bret as he continued slapping Kevin back and forth.

“Bret, please, he was just talking and being nice to me, that’s all. He wasn’t trying to pick me up or anything, please don’t do this. Don’t hurt him.” Pleaded Becky.

“Shut up bitch – was I talking to you? Everyone knows its bad form to talk to another guy’s gal. Besides, any guy being nice to a chick is just trying to get into her pants… isn’t that right Kevin? I don’t see why you’d even think you have a chance at a piece of ass like Becky – she’s WAY outta your league, and besides, you’re hung like a prepubescent girl – holy shit, I mean your dick – it’s more like a clit, and your balls are so small – can’t even grow you decent pubes man – fuck, you look like a girl!” Bret taunted as he flicked Kevin’s testicles, making him wince in discomfort.

“Look, I’m not an unreasonable guy. But I can’t let people think they can encroach on my territory without repercussions. I’m not even a senior here but even the 4th year students fear me. I OWN this school – and I aim to keep it that way. So here’s what’s gonna happen. This little hangnail you call a penis…” Bret pinched Kevin’s penis so hard he yelped an octave higher than his voice normally goes, “you were thinkin’ you were gonna stick this in my Becky? You couldn’t satisfy a chicken with this pathetic thing. It’s useless, just like you. I’m gonna do you a favour – I’m gonna get rid of it for you so you won’t have to worry about disappointing girls, or being humiliated when they dump your sorry ass.”

“Oh, you wanna say sumthin’” Bret said condescendingly then ripped off the duct tape binding Kevin’s mouth.

“Please, I was just talking to Becky… I wasn’t trying to hit on her… I’d never in a million years think I could ever get with her... I was just saying hello – that’s all, I swear! Please, let me go, I’ll never talk to her again – I won’t even look at her – just let me go, PLEASE!” he begged, the terror in his eyes and voice so genuine, even Bret was almost moved.

“Oh, I will let you go, but I’m takin’ this.”, again he pinched and pulled Kevin’s shriveled little member even harder than before.

“NO! PLEASE! Not my penis! Look, I SWEAR, I’ll never get anywhere close to Becky again. Please let me keep my dick, please.”

“Dude, it’s fucking useless. I’m doing you a huge favour. It’s gonna cause you nothing but grief – a little thing like that – what is it, half an inch? When or should I say if, you get it hard – what is it, like an inch and a half? Hell, I’ve seen girls that got bigger clits than that!” Bret said as he continued to pinch, pull, and twist Kevin’s penis. It was starting to show signs of heavy bruising already.

“Please, man, I’m just a late bloomer, my voice hasn’t even finished changing yet – it can still grow… please.” Kevin begged as he writhed in pain.

His arms were bound at the wrists behind him, his clothes pilled into a pillow to cradle his head. Bret’s gang stood around, as well as Becky and a handful of her friends – the most popular girls in school. They all snickered – the girls especially seemed to enjoy the torment of Kevin’s tiny genitals, how he was begging to save his useless jewels. Except Becky – she truly loved Kevin – he was the only guy who actually respected her. To everyone else she was just a hot chick, a piece of ass to fuck. But she was too afraid of Bret – he constantly abused her – always threatening to cut her good looks off – and Kevin there on the ground was testament to just how far he could go. She was bound too – by fear.

“Oh, oh, it might still grow!” Bret mocked, “Dude, you in fucking 10th grade – NO FUCKING CHANCE! But tell you what, I’ll give you a chance – the lake is about 10 meters from here. I have a small fire cracker here…” Bret explained as he started forcing it down Kevin’s urethra “I’m not sure how long the fuse will burn for, but probably just long enough for you to jump in the lake – if you’re fast.”

With that, he pulled his victim off the ground and to his feet. The ground here was hard, with lots of sharp rocks and debris scattered between here and the lake.

“Oh, wait a minute, you are fast aren’t you Mr. 100 Meter Dash. You came in first place at the regionals didn’t you? Well, here’s a ‘little’ handicap…” with that, Bret slammed his knee hard and firm into Kevin’s exposed groin, lifting him a good foot off the ground. He landed almost immediately on his knees, doubling over and squirming, wanting desperately to clutch and cradle his aching testicles.

Even Becky winced with sympathetic pain. “Please Bret, isn’t that enough? I think you really hurt him. We should get him to a hospital – I can see from her how bruised his genitals are, and oh my god!” She exclaimed as Kevin vomited from the pain.

“Well, well. Ready to run?” Bret asked as he lit a cigarette with a match.

He used the same lit match to ignite the fuse sprouting from Kevin’s penis, and then pulled him to his feet again.

It took Kevin a moment to clear his head enough that he saw the sparkling fuse between his legs. Realizing that, he started to panic – just for a moment. He heard a familiar voice beckon him, “Run Kevin, get to the lake! Quick!”. It was Becky, adopting a role as his personal cheerleader.

He started to trod forward, painfully so as his testicles were starting to swell and his bare feet pressed against the sharp edges of the rocks and other debris on the ground. His adrenalin started to kick in and he picked up speed – “I’m gonna make it!” he encouraged himself. As he closed in on the edge of the lake he figured he should make a jump for it.

As Bret and the others saw Kevin near his goal, Bret shouted out “Just one more thing! There’s a rope tied to your…” Kevin was mid air by then, and his concentration too focused on the fuse and the water to pay attention to anything else.

While he was out, Bret had numbed Kevin’s scrotum with an anesthetic cream and tied a fine steel guitar string around hi scrotum. The guitar string was attached to a fine rope secured to tree. With the anesthetic and Bret’s genital torture, Kevin was unaware of the noose around his manhood until he reached the full length of the rope.

In mid jump, the rope reached its full stretch. The guitar string tightened around and bit into Kevin’s poor scrotum. Kevin’s body stopped and seemed to be suspended in mid-air for a moment as the fine wire closed in on itself, severing Kevin’s undersized testicles and smooth hairless scrotum. The strain sent him flipping over several times as he crashed into the lake.

Bret, his gang, and the girls saw what happened. They all laughed; but again only Becky shared Kevin’s torment. They all heard the sound of a small bang and a splash.

Becky ran to Kevin, ignoring Bret’s orders. She dove into the lake, and pulled him ashore. She gave Kevin mouth to mouth and resuscitated him. He came too in a complete daze, unaware of anything but Becky’s deep blue eyes crying for him.

The firecracker exploded just as Kevin entered the water, blowing his penis to shreds. Where his scrotum and testicles had been was now a bleeding orifice which Becky tended to. She called for an ambulance from her cell and stayed with Kevin all the way to the hospital. The paramedics recovered his severed package and the hospital was able to re-attach them successfully. His penis however, was too mangled to save entirely. Enough of his glans and nerve endings allowed surgeons to sculpt a small clitoris with just enough sensitivity to allow him to relieve his sexual urges.

He recovered as well as can be expected under the circumstances, much to the kind and sincere heart of Becky who stayed by his side, forever his personal cheerleader.

Bret and his gang, along with the other girls were all charged with the assault on Kevin. Bret getting a permanent record to the particular heinousness of his deeds and has fallen deeper and deeper into a path of self destruction. The others each had an 18 month stint in juvenile detention.

Kevin and Becky stayed together and are to be married soon. They make love as lesbians do, always bringing each other to climax. It looks promising that despite Kevin’s under developed testicles, he produces enough healthy sperm that they can have a child with the aide from new fertilization techniques.