Pussy Envy 4

　　First she took my tale to read and visited us again on the next day. She asked my parents to live us alone in my room to have a private talk. She was very beautiful and I liked her very much.

　　"So," she started, "after reading your story I can see you have some kind of pudentum envy, that is you envy women their genitalia, or to be simple, you've got pussy envy. I can understand such a thing. But what surprises me is that you like your testicles being hurt by girls. But as I know it's extemely painful. I always wonder that many men like their genitals being abused by women. I'm very interested in the fact."

　　"Do you think that I'm not normal?" I asked. "My parents think so."

　　"Yeah, they asked me to help you cure from this. But I don't think you are abnormal, I'm just going to know more about you and talk this question over with you just to make you feel easy at this subject. So, please, do tell me about all the cases you've been hurt down their by girls and what you felt."

　　So I told her all from the very first time my balls had been hurt by my sister in the bathhouse and up to my experience with Katie and Ira.

　　"Well," she said after I finished, "that's very interesting, that only proves one more time the fact that vulva envy is not so rare thing as some men suppose. Freud wrote lots about penis envy, but being a male, he was simply silent on this subject - I mean men envying female genitalia?"

　　"Who's Freud?" I asked, feeling her talk was too clever for me.

　　"At this very moment it doesn't matter, but what I'd like to ask you again -why do you like the pain within your scrotum."

　　"No I don't like it - I hate it, it's terrible. But I like girls watching me in pain."

　　"But why?"

　　"You know I'm a boy and I don't have a pussy like girls. But I think it's great to see a boy with hurt balls when you don't have them between the legs. Girls must feel great at that moment. I wish I could feel the same. When girls laugh at me I just imagine I see myself, holding my aching balls, through their eyes and feel like I'm a girl too and it's me who's laughing at those weak balls."

　　"Oh, that's very interesting. It sounds like some sort of transconsciousness."

　　"What?"

　　"It's like your mind getting in the female body while your male one is in great pain. Now I'd like to ask you a very private question, but I want it to be only between us and not to be known by your parents. May I ask you such a question?"

　　"Sure."

　　"Do you want to experience one more time something like you had with Katie and Ira? I'm very interested on this subject and want take part in something like that. So, do you wish such a thing happened to you again? Just think about it."

　　I didn't think for a long. "Yeah, I'd like to feel it again."

　　"Then let's do it this way. Some day when your parents and sister aren't at home you'll invite me and those girl - Katie and Ira, and will have some experiment. Is it Okay?"

And so in a week or so I was in my room again in company with Natasha, Katie and Ira.

　　Natasha started addressing the younger girls. "So girl, have Gene explained you why he needed you here."

　　"Not yet," replied Ira.

　　"Then I'll tell you,"Natasha went on. "Gene told me how he helped you Ira to cure your penis envy. He told me how he let you abuse his genitals, his male genitals that many men are so proud to possess. And now I want to talk more of male genitals. Gene, I think if you invited us you won't be very shy and you'll get your clothes off. Be so kind as to get naked completely."

　　I obeyd and in no time stood stark naked before the three grls. Natasha walked over to me and took hold of my scrotum.

　　"See girls, I'm holding him by his testicles, balls we usually call them. Now I'll begin to fondle them gently, "and she started doing so. "The male scrotum is filled with enormous number of nerves and now Gene must feel the most pleasing thing boys can ever feel. Now he's the happiest human on this earth. The balls can give guys the greatest pleasure. We girls have clitoris inside our pussies for pleasure but the clitoris is not that big as the balls. So it much easier to give pleasure to the balls that hang between guys' legs. Does it mean we have to envy men. See his face, how he likes my fondling his little testis, "she really was giving me a very pleasant sensation in my balls, "Look how happy he is. At the moment he hardly envies any of us, us who don't have balls. But let us see something. Ira, just stand close to his side to face me like him."

　　Ira took a position before Natasha just close to me

　　"Look!" Natasha released my scrotum and suddenly her hands slapped sharply my and Ira's groins. I doubled over in pain, while Ira remained standing upstaright. In a second all the girls burst in laughter, watching me holding my balls and moaning with pain.

　　"See the difference, girls!" Natasha exclaimed. "All the men call the testicles precious. But they do so not because those dangling organs give them lots of pleasure but because they are so easily get hurt. Gene got his balls hurt for the first time in the bathhouse where he was surrounded by nude women and girls. That helped him at once compare his body disadvantage with the female body and perceive the advantage Nature had endowed women with - girls have no vulnerable balls. That made him envy us. I guess Gene isn't the only guy who possesses so called pussy envy but usually stay very reserved on this topic. They will never talk about it, specially with girls. What I like about Gene is that he doesn't keep his envy in secret. I think the thing that happened to him in the bathhouse helped him a lot to develop his feelings. It was his testicle pain and his sence of sight that enabled him to see nude women that started his pussy envy. Now we'll give one more chance to go deeper in his envy," she looked at me, "how do you feel, boy, by now."

　　Her slap being not very powerful, the pain had almost died away and I was again standing staright, just holding the balls in my hand.

　　"I feel better," I said.

　　"Allright then," Natasha smiled. "This time will use the pain added together with your testicle sensation."

　　"What's that?" inquired Katie.

　　"That's his sence of touch," explained Natasha. "in the bathhouse his envy was visible, but this time we are not going get undressed. We'll make his envy palpable. Give me your hand, boy," and she took my right hand. "Now he''ll feel how it's nice without balls, "and she pressed my hand onto her groin." Don't be shy," and she gave a laugh. She was in thin, tight cotton pants and I at once felt her warm body.

　　"Do you feel my groin well?" Natasha asked. I nodded positive. "Then listen, boy. You can imagine it's your's groin. The groin you so envy," she pressed my hand harder. "Now there are no balls between your legs and whatever you're going to feel in your balls just don't touch them, they aren't yours, imagine they are of some other boy and let's laugh all together at their weakness. And not to allow you to touch them let me take your other hand," and she grasped me by my left wrist.

　　"Now , Ira, gave a light slap to his balls," Natasha commended, "just like I gave it to his groin. "

Ira slapped my balls. The pain made me instinctively to move my both hands towards the balls but Natasha was much stronger than me and my right hand remained on her groin while my left one was trying to get free from her grasp.

　　"Give him one more slap," Natasha shouted.

　　The second slap was twice as painful. I again tried to grab my balls but all in vain.

　　"Don't touch them," Natasha was real angry. "Just feel my ballless groin. Feel it. Try to feel like me, I see those balls, I see how they weak here, I know there is lots of pain inside them, terrible, unbearable pain and I feel great I've no balls. Ira punch his balls!"

　　The hard punched gave me such a pain that my legs softened and I started kneeling down. Not to let me collapse Natasha knelt down with me.

　　"Do you feel I've no balls between the legs, do you feel it?"

　　She was looking straight into my eyes, which were full of tears. I still badly wanted to clutch my searing balls. And still my left hand was wriggling vainly trying to get free and the right one was pressed tight to Natasha's groin. But soon I felt I didn't want my hand go off her body. Though the pain in my balls was excruciating, I wanted my hand to stay where it was. I tried to imagine it was my own groin, and that the aching balls between my legs weren't mine at all. But the pain was enormous and unbearable.

　　All the girls were laughing loudly watching my suffering face and my helplessly hanging balls.

　　"Gene, do you feel how it nice to have pussy?" Natasha was going on with her humilating questions. "Do you feel the fun of watching a boy's weakness? Do you understand how girls can feel great just because we don't have those silly balls? By the way, are they hurting, your balls?"

　　"Yeah," I gave a painful groan.

　　"But they aren't your balls,"she grinned, "don't you feel with your hand a balless groin. There no balls between the legs. From where the hell do you feel the pain. Let yourself laugh with us. Ira, just give one more punch to those balls to have us more fun."

　　That punch made me roar: "Balls, my balls!"

　　Natasha smirked, her hands tight on mine: "So you love those balls better than my groin. Do you feel it, or your balls made you forget everything."

　　I clung my hand tight to her groin and felt such an envy as never before. Through tears and pain I stammered: "I love your groin, I wish I I had such. But I have balls, they are aching that much. Girls, I really envy you, please do something to my balls. Squeeze them, squeeze them out, let my crotch be as smooth as yours."

　　"Do as he asks, "Natasha said to Ira. The younger girl at once grasped my balls and gave a terrible squeeze. Natasha tightened her press on my right hand. "Just fell there nothing to squeeze between my legs unlike yours!"

　　But I only screamed with the pain while Ira was keeping on squeezing my nuts. The sensation that went to my brain through my right hand made me more and more mad. I badly wanted to have such a groin. And suddenly I had an erection, the first erection in my life. My small penis cocked out just over Ira's squeezing hand.

　　"Look girls, "Natasha exlaimed, "he's got an erection or so called boner! I guess the first one in his life. Let's set him free and just see if his instincts made him masturbate, or we may say wank or jerk off"

Ira released my balls and Natasha let my hands be free. I and Natasha were still down on the knees facing each other. One my hand immediately clutched my balls and the other my hard penis. The great tension in my erected organ made my hand at once moving to and fro along my wiener but the great envy I felt at that moment made the other hand forget about my hurt balls and I again pressed it agains Natasha's groin. Madly jerking off with the left hand I harder and harder clung my hand to her groin. I'd never masturbated before, but I felt that there must be some culmination (I didn't know at the moment the word orgasm), the culmination that was going to gave me some relief, I just hoped that at the moment of this relief, this salvation my penis and testicles just fell off my body and I'll get the same groin as my right hand was greedily stuck to.

　　The blessing climax reached (I didn't had sperm yet), my penis softened and went downwards but it never fell off onto the floor and my balls were still hanging where they possessed. The pain in them, after the masturbating sensation was gone, again prevailed. I grabbed my nuts with both my hands and at last collapsed onto the floor.

　　Natasha got up to her feet and said to the giggling younger girls: "Now let me explain the things you witnessed and tell me about my erection theory. I'm very gratefull to Gene for this experiment. I've always supposed that most men have subconcsious pussy envy, though they are not always aware of it. You saw Gene got a boner after his balls were abused in the sight of us, I mean females. Men get erections mostly when they see a nude woman. Why so? They just see her groin and mentally (consciously or subliminally) compare it with their own. And this comparison make men envy women, and the envy make their attention be fixed on their own genitals and it makes the blood rush to their groin area, which makes their penis larger and ercted. Many men get the best erction when they are kicked in the testicles by girls. Why? Because at the moment the comparison between their and the girl's groin is always invidious, that is they perceive the girls superiority. And at this moment of greatest envy they got the hardest and toughest boners."

　　While Natasha was talking all those clever things I lay on the floor my both hands between my legs. The pain seemed never going to go away from my balls. I hardly undestood everything Natasha was sayng but one thing she undoubtly was right - that was my envy. I so envied all them three at that moment. And I badly wanted them to tease me more about my having balls. And Natasha seemed to have read my thoughts.

　　"I guess the guy needs some cheering, some teasing," she said, "Katie, you've been out of work today. Just add some more envy to him."

　　"Well," Katie knelt before me and started teasing me: "Oh, Gene, you've hurt your precious, little balls. So you see it's better with no balls, like me," and she slapped her own groin clad in tight jeans. "Do you wanna feel it like you did Natasha's?"

　　I nodded.

　　"But then let me hold your little balls."

　　I obediently took my hands off the balls.

　　Her hand gently enclosed around my nuts. I at once placed my hand on her groin.

　　Katie gave a very slight squeeze to my balls: "Are they still hurting?'she asked me.

　　"Sure", I moaned. Nevertheless I liked the feeling of having my aching balls within her hand. My hand touching her groing again was sending envious immpulses to my brain and I wanted her to do something terrible to my balls, I wanted that the girl felt real great about having her groin that I so envied, envied from the very first time my balls were hurt by my nude sister.

　　"So, which do you like better," Katie asked, "your precious balls or my pussy?"

　　"You know I like your pussy. I wish I had it too."

　　"But if you wish to have it like me, then why to bear those silly things between your legs."

　　And all of a sudden she squeezed my balls hard and pulled them with all her might towards my knees. The pain was so killing and shocking, while somewhere above me that I felt I was passing out, while somewhere above me the three voices were ringing with laughter.