Two play buddies get caught. Big boys punish them.
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Randy and I liked the treehouse with the privacy it gave. We got some of my dad's Playboys and would read them there. We liked the pictures in there too, adult ladies all naked in lots of positions. I was 12 and Randy was 11 at the time. We would play with one another's "peter" while looking at the dirty books. We used to get naked and run around in the woods where the treehouse was. Once I rubbed on a tall clump of grass between my legs swaying my hips forward and back. I told him it felt good but he warned me the leaves could leave a paper cut on my balls but I told him that sounds neat. . There was a ladder up against a tree to enter the treehouse . There was a knothole in the floor. We could lean over from the ladder and look up through the knothole. One time as I was looking up through it, suddenly he put his dick through it. "Have you ever sucked a dick?" he asked. No, I said. He told me to suck his and so I sucked his dick and then we traded places with him sucking me through the knothole. We were playing this game when I put my balls through the knothole. He thought this was funny and sucked them through the hole. He did the same, and I sucked on his nuts too. I liked the way they would sway back and forth when you bumped them on one side. Then, one time he tied a cotton clothesline on my nuts and it reached to the ground. He would pull on it and it pulled my scrotum down low. It was hot weather and they pulled even lower than normal. Some older kids were in the woods, who often hunted there, but it was not hunting season and I don't know why they were in the woods, but they came out of nowhere because we thought we were alone. They saw my balls being pulled down with the clothesline and ask us why we are naked and why my balls are tied like that. They said we must be fairies and began pulling on the line. Even though it felt good at first , they started pulling too hard. My cock got very hard to think they might hurt my balls. It begans to hurt and tears started coming up in my eyes. They begin to hang objects on the end of the line. First little stuff, then sticks and then larger sticks. I can't withdraw my nuts from the knothole. It hurts really bad and they laugh, telling me my balls are all purple. They had their hunting knives on their belts and I got really scared because they kept laughing and pulling the cord over and over, but I couldn't get away because they were on the ground and I was attached to this line by the balls. I could see them throuth the cracks in the floor, and they were holding bulges between their legs and laughing. After awhile, they opened their pants and let their equipment hang out as they both kept tormenting me by pulling on the line with my balls attached to it. "You wanna suck this you fairies?" they kept saying. Then one said he would let me go if he got to hit me in the balls with his fist. I didn't say anything except a pained and frightened, "OK" because I just wanted him to stop, but a fist wouldn't hurt worse than their keeping on pulling the clothesline. He climbed up the ladder where Randy was and pulled him down and off the ladder, while his buddy caught Randy and began pummeling his balls. When the first one got to the top, he started hitting my nuts with his fist, over and over again. It felt like my head would explode from all the pain. Finally, he unsheathed his hunting knife and cut the line loose from my balls,holding them down with his hand, but he then tied on a really thick piece of twine he had in his pocket instead of the line. He made it really tight, much tighter than the rope we had been playing with. I could hear Randy from below, crying and screaming in childish screams , saying the other big kid was killing his balls. Then I felt a terrible pain on my nutbag, like slicing the skin from front to back on each testicle. Terrible slicing. I felt the big kid's hand on my nuts pulling down, then he popped them both out and kept pulling on the cords. He sliced them off by the cords and hurried down the ladder. I was now free, but he had my nuts in his hand, dropping one on the way down. Both he and his friend ran as fast as they could go into the brush and disappeared. Randy helped me find the testicle the big boy had dropped in the leaves, and we both ran home to call the ambulance, without our clothes. It was in the country, and no one noticed we two naked kids running across the field. We had to go to the doctor, and be examined. Nothing was wrong with Randy except some mightily bruised balls...they were all black and blue, and swollen. They reattached my one testicle we found and kept me in the hospital two weeks.