Hole in One

Two girls find a better way to play golf.

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Hole In One	

Terri Carlisle

	"So why do we need to learn how to golf Shannon?" Tracy asked 
me as we pulled in to the golf course parking lot. "Because, it's 
hard enough to get ahead in business when we're women, especially 
young women" I answered her. "How many times have your bosses gone 
golfing and you can't go?" I asked. "More than I can count" she 
replied with a sad look. Well that stops today, today we learn how to 
golf" I proclaimed proudly! " Do you realize how much business is 
conducted on the golf course?" I asked her. "No." She said 
puzzled. "A lot." I told her. She didn't look like she was satisfied 
with that answer but by that time we were already exiting the car and 
I was on my way to the trunk to retrieve the golf clubs we had 
purchased just a day ago.



	So there we were the two of us on a nice Tuesday afternoon 
trying to play golf. "This looks a lot easier on TV" I told Tracy.  I 
know she replied "we suck!" "Lucky there is no one here to see us" I 
joked. Just then two guys walked out from behind the trail of the 
forth hole.  I guess we were so slow that they caught up to us. "Hi" 
One of the guys said.  Both of them were very cute one had dark hair 
and was about 6 feet tall and the other was a blond who was about 
5'10''. "Hello" we responded in unison.  The blond guy introduced 
himself as Mike and his friend is Pete. "I flashed them both a quick 
smile and said "My name is Shannon and this is my friend 
Tracy."  "You girls golf much?" Pete asked. "No" Tracy said as she 
was getting ready to tee off, "this is my first time, but Shannon's 
done this before."  Pete then turned to me and smiled "So you must be 
pretty good then huh?" "Not really" I replied. "Well I'm not 
surprised" he said nonchalantly, "girls are not really meant to play 
sports any ways." "What do you mean?"  I asked. "Lets face it girls 
are too weak" he said with a smile.  "Besides your tits get in the 
way" he laughed. 



	I turned my attention to Tracy teeing off. She took a long 
swing back and tried to hit the ball with the club as hard as she 
could but ended up missing the ball. The two guys both started to 
laugh hysterically. "See?" Pete said to Mike. "I told you their tits 
get in the way!" By now I had enough. I walk up to Pete and a swung 
my club square into his balls. "Ops looks like your balls got in the 
way!" I yelled out laughing. Pete dropped to the ground and curled up 
into a fetal position, and started to make funny noises. I looked 
over at Tracy to get her approval and I saw Mike rushing toward me, 
no doubt to help his friend. The next thing I saw was the head of a 
golf club come up between Mike's legs and hit him right in the nuts. 
As Mike slumped forward I could see Tracy standing behind him with 
the golf club over her shoulder and a big grin on her face. "I knew I 
could hit some balls today!" She said to me with a smile. Just then 
Mike started to crawl away. "Naughty boy!" Tracy told him in a sexy 
voice and she reeled back her foot and planted it firmly into Mike's 
poor crotch from behind. Mike fell down with a thud and was 
unconscious. Just then I noticed Pete trying to get back up, no doubt 
somewhat recovered from my golf swing. "I don't think so!" I told him 
as I walked over to him lying on his back and stomped down hard on 
his nuts. He let out a high pitch squeal and too fell unconscious.



	"Now what are we going to do with these bad boys?" Tracy 
asked me. "I think we should keep playing golf." I smiled at her and 
I could tell she knew exactly what I meant. "After all we do need the 
practice!" I joked. "Let's drag them over by the bushes and take 
their cloths off. " I told her. "Which one you want?" asked 
Tracy. "I'll take Pete you can have Mike." We both started to giggle 
like schoolgirls. We removed their cloths and threw them behind the 
bushes. We both stood back and looked at the two guys we knocked 
unconscious and stripped naked. They were perfect male specimens. I 
was looking at Pete. He barley had any body fat. His muscles were 
beautifully chiseled. And he has a gorgeous six pack abs. His dick 
wasn't overly large but it wasn't small. His balls were very big and 
he had a low hanging sack. Mike didn't have quite as nice of a body 
but he wasn't bad either. His dick was slightly larger and his balls 
were very big. But that could have been from the pounding he took 
earlier form Tracy.  Tracy looked at me and sighed. "You must admit 
these are two good looking guys." "I know" I answered "it's almost a 
shame we have to ruin them." "But lets do it any ways" I laughed 
wickedly. "I'll go first!" I volunteered.



	Pete was lying flat on his back and I spread his legs as far 
as they would go. I position my golf club right against gorgeous his 
balls.  "Do you think I can whack them off?" I asked Tracy. "No way" 
she giggled. "Is that a challenge?" I looked up at her. "Sure first 
one to whack off the balls wins!" Tracy said jumping up and down and 
clapping her hands. "Loser buys the winner a beer!" I said. Tracy 
nodded.  I took another look at Pete's balls and took I arched back 
my club and took a hard swing. I hit the balls right on target but I 
didn't get enough lift on them and only accomplished smashing his 
nuts into his body.  Pete let out a sight moan and just laid 
there. "My turn" Tracy said. She walked up to Mike and started to get 
ready. I could see his big red ball sack moving around as Tracy 
positioned her club against his balls.  I thought about what it would 
be like to see my friend hit this poor guys nuts off with a golf 
club. I was getting really excited. The thought that we are using 
these two guy's testicles as our golf balls was really turning me on. 
I wanted to see Tracy whack his balls off. But not quite yet. The 
sprit of competition has gotten too me. I wanted to win by doing it 
first! Tracy arched back her club aiming for her two golf balls but 
when she swung she missed and succeeded in hitting his dick instead. 
She got it good too. Mike's cock looked like a punching bag that was 
just hit. It flopped down hitting his stomach and bounced 
back. "Damn!" Tracy screamed it disgust. 



	It was my turn again. This time I was determined to part this 
guy from his balls.  I choose a different club this one had more 
angle to it.  I lined up the head of my club under Pete's nut sack. I 
could feel that this was it. Just keep your eye on the balls Shannon. 
I thought to myself, remembering what and ex-boyfriend had told my 
while he was teaching me to play.  I took a couple of deep breaths 
and I gave it my best cut. I hit his ball sack square between his two 
balls. I got a good lift too. But his sack didn't give. It only 
stretched out then snapped back. I looked and his sack continued to 
dangle there in male defiance, denying me of my satisfaction.  "Did 
you break them?" I heard Tracy ask. I bent down and inspected Pete's 
balls. "No they are quite swollen but still intact." I said with a 
smile.



	I turned my attention to Tracy who couldn't wait to get back 
and give it another try.  She was over by Mike trying to position him 
so she could get better access to his parts. She took her time with 
her swing and this time made good contact with Mike's nuts. But like 
my first attempt she only drove his balls in to his body. "She walked 
over to me and said, "I'm getting better!" "I think we are doing it 
all wrong." I told her."We need a tee." I looked around and then saw 
something that would be prefect. The sprinkler system had a head on 
it to I was able to pull up about 4 or 5 inches off the ground. What 
a lucky break this is. "Help me drag him over here" I told my 
friend. "What are you doing Shannon?" She asked puzzled. "You'll see" 
I said with a smile.



	We laid Pete down with the sprinkler head right underneath 
his dangling balls. I spread his legs out nice and wide to give me 
perfect access. I then pulled up the sprinkler head as high as it 
would go.  I had to stick a golf tee in it to keep it from snapping 
back into the ground. I then carefully placed Pete's two beautiful 
balls on the testicle tee I had just invented.  "See!" I said turning 
to Tracy. "Cool!" was Tracy reply, with an amused look on her face. I 
noticed that the tee was perfect height.  Pete's balls were just a 
little bit higher than his stomach now. I then picked out what I had 
thought would be the perfect golf club to use in this situation, my 
largest driver! Once again I lined up my club with his balls.  I 
swung back my club and let it drop with all the force I could muster 
up.  There wasn't enough male defiance this time to stop my female 
determination. His nut sack split open and one of his poor balls went 
flying out, along with a piece of the sack itself.  The other 
testicle was laying on his gorgeous washboard abs still connected to 
his body with its cord.  Pete was now twitching wildly. I was not 
sure why. I looked up at Tracy and her mouth was hanging wide 
open. "Wow!" she finally said. "That was just way too cool" Tracy was 
so excited now she could barley contain herself. "Hurry up move him!" 
she demanded. "It my turn to try!" "But I've already won?" I told her 
in a cocky voice. "So what I still get another turn" she was 
determined to accomplish her goal. 



	We pulled Pete off to the side and replace his body with the 
still in one piece Mike. Tracy mimicked what I had done only a few 
minuets prior to Pete. Mike's balls were noticeably larger than 
Pete's although it could have been swollen form the abuse.  Mike's 
sack was large enough that his balls actually dangled a bit off of 
the testicle tee we made. Tracy was taking too long and Mike was 
beginning to wake up. He opened up did eyes just in time to see Tracy 
swing down her club. As the head of the club made contact with his 
balls he let out a high pitch shrieking sound. "Oh shut the fuck up!" 
screamed Tracy, as she was noticeably upset that Mike balls didn't 
fly off like she had wanted. "Here Shannon I'm going to try 
again". "Hold on" I stopped her. "Check it out"! In her haste Tracy 
fail to notice that Mike's right testicle looked deformed. We bent 
down for a closer inspection and I reach out and felt it. I found 
that his right testicle was completely crushed! "Seems like you 
didn't do as bad as you thought you did!" I said with a cruel and 
excited tone.  "Damn I ready wanted to knock them off!" Tracy said in 
disappointment. Just then she jumped up and started to kick and stomp 
down on Mike's uncrushed testicle. Mike continued to make all sorts 
of noises for a couple seconds before falling unconscious again. 
Before long both of his balls where mush. Tracy finally stopped from 
exhaustion. She bent down to look at her work. I watch as she 
squished around in her hand the sack of mush that once was home to a 
pair of fine looking balls. Tracy looked up at me with a sadistic 
smile "I guess we're finished here". I returned her smile "Not quite 
yet".



	I walked over to where Pete was lying. He was still sort of 
twitching from before. I looked at the remaining ball, which was 
still lying on his stomach. I then reached into my bag and pulled out 
a regular golf tee.	Tracy now knew what my intentions were. She 
walked over to get a better view. "This is going to be so 
wicked!"  "I know" I replied sadistically.



	I carefully placed Pete's testicle which still had the cord 
attached to his body on the tee. I reached into my bag and pulled out 
my favorite club. I looked over at Tracy and flashed her a quick 
smile.  She returned my smile and said, "hurry up hit it!"  I 
carefully positioned myself and lined up the head of my club against 
Pete's  remaining ball. I swung my hips a little and thought to 
myself about what I was about to do. I am just about to completely 
destroy a guy. I had already ripped open his sack and mutilated one 
ball already but that wasn't enough I wanted to send his last one 
flying down the golf course.  These thoughts should disturb me I 
thought, but oddly they did not.  Oh well, this is a once in a life 
time chance. I then swung back my club and dropped it forward into 
the defenseless testicle on the tee.  As club made contact I could 
hear a shrieking scream. But I paid little attention to that, both 
Tracy and myself were busy watching the testicle fly through the 
air.  It ended up landing in the pond and a swan flew down and 
gobbled it up and flew away no doubt satisfied. "If I only had a dime 
for every ball I lost that way" I snickered. We then both busted into 
a big laughter.


As we walked off the course I turned to take one more look at the 
perfect male specimens that we used as our toys and completely 
destroyed, I wonder what the people who would find them will think? 
Two strong men having their manhood totally mutilated. I wonder what 
they would think if they knew it was just two young women who did it 
to them. Either way they will never know how much fun we had doing 
it.  Just then Tracy broke my train of thought "Shannon that was so 
fun, wouldn't it be great if we could open up a Testicle Golf club so 
that all women can have as much fun as we did?"  I smiled 
wickedly "What a great idea." We then both started to giggle again