Title: Hotel Ambush
Written by: Alex - www.thethrillofdomination.blogspot.com
Added on: 20 December 2018
Title: A true story II
Written by: Alex - www.thethrillofdomination.blogspot.com
Added on: 01 December 2018
Title: A true story
Written by: Alex
Added on: 06 November 2018
Title: In their hands - Parts I, II and III
Written by: Alex at https://thethrillofdomination.blogspot.com/
Added on: 02 October 2018
Mark was sitting on the couch with his socked feet on top of the coffee table, arrogant and cocky as usual. Resting your feet on the table in someone else's house is rude and disrespectful, at least to me, but we were at Danny's house, so who was I to say something about it? Danny, by the way, was too busy arguing with Richard to complain for Mark's lack of good manners.
"C'mon Richard, you dropped the coke can! Now you've got to clean the floor."
"Oh shut the fuck up, Danny! It's just a few drops, I had already drank most of it."
"I don't care, you've got to clean it anyway. I mean, look at this place. It's a total mess. My parents are going to kill me when they'll be back tomorrow."
Mark watched the two guys arguing with a grin on his face. He was clearly amused by Danny's complaints. Typical of him.
I had started to hang out with Mark and Richard a couple of months before, when I had moved to Austin with my parents. We attended the same school and getting good with them helped me a lot to socialize with the other students. They were very popular: most of the boys wanted to be their friends and a good number of girls had a crush on them. It wasn't difficult to realize why. They were both good looking, with athletic bodies. Richard was a basket player with a bodybuilder physique. Mark was not as muscular as Richard, but he didn't mind to spend some time working with weights, so he was quite built too. Plus, they both had that cocky attitude that most of girls like. They were funny too, always making pranks and jokes. However, sometimes they went too far with their pranks and jokes, and when that happened they essentially turned into bullies.
Danny attended my school too and was a really nice guy. He was a promising soccer player, but he never showed off and acted kindly with everyone. He was a chick-magnet too, but unlike Richard and Mark, who were only interested in fucking as much pussies as possible, he was faithful to his girlfriend Pam and never cheated her despite the fact that sex was out of the question in their relationship. She came from a bigoted family and, as much as I know, she wanted to stay "pure" until marriage. Danny was 17 at the time, just like me, Mark and Richard. A young healthy male with horny girls buzzing around him all the time. Man, how could he resist all those temptations? Mark and Richard, of course, never lost a chance to mock him for this. They called him "chastity boy" and "wanker". They joked all the time about Danny jerking himself off, since he couldn't have sex. "C'mon, just cheat on her!" they always encouraged him. "You can't live without pussy until marriage. Are you crazy, man? It's unnatural". They also used to tell him about how good sex was, describing with a lot of details how fucking amazing was the feeling of a wet pussy around the cock, and so on. "Does she suck you off at least?" they asked him all the time. Danny's answer was always the same: "Shut up, that's none of your business". But of course, that didn't stop them from tounting him.
So, basically, Danny was not too fond of Mark and Richard. He costantly tried to avoid them, but Mark and Richard were not the kind of guys who accept to be put aside.
That morning they had heard Danny say that his parents would have been out for the weekend, and Mark had immediately proposed to spend the night at Danny's house. Danny was not too enthusiastic on the idea, but Richard and Mark insisted and finally he had given up. Only later I realized why Danny had been so reluctant to let them sleepover. He clearly knew them better than I did! The place was clean and tidy when we had arrived, but now it was full of rubbish: empty drink cans, crisp packets, pizza boxes. Crumbs and stains of tomato sauce were all over the floor. Mark and Richard, of course, were responsible for that mess and when Richard had dropped that can of coke, Danny had finally lost his temper.
"I'm not kidding, Richard. You've got to clean the floor. Not just for the coke: look at this mess! Mark, stop laughing: you should help him. And put your fucking feet off the table!"
"Oh shut the fuck up." Mark replied, without moving of an inch his socked feet.
"Hey Danny, where's Pam? You should invite her to spend the night here." asked Richard.
"Leave my girlfriend out of this. Don't even say her name!" Danny's voice trembled with rage.
Richard chuckled. "Don't get mad, Danny-boy. You talked about my coke can. Well, I wouldn't mind to let Pam play with my "coke can"" he said grabbing his groin, a smirk on his face. Mark roared with laughter.
That was too much for Danny. "Son of a bitch" he screamed and suddenly he launched himself against Richard, pushing him against the wall. Danny was ballistic, but Richard didn't seem scared at all and kept laughing along with Mark.
"Take it back, you bastard! You can't talk that way about Pam!" shouted Danny.
Richard didn't seem scared at all by Danny's wrath. He just kept grinning.
"Why not, chastity-boy? It's just what I think. Pam's quite hot and I wouldn't mind at all to give her the fuck of her life. I mean, I'm sure she would forget all that no-sex-before-marriage bullshit if she could spent a few minutes alone with me and touch my special tool." he said cockily as he grabbed his groin once again. "She just need a little coaxing. Isn't it right, Mark?".
Mark - his feet still on the coffee table - made a big smile and said: "You can bet on that, bro. I spent ten minutes alone with her a couple of days ago and she gave me an amazing blowjob. I mean, she was craving for it, man. She's a natural." As he said those words, Mark made an up and down motion with his pelvis and at the same time he mimicked the act of pushing someone's head towards his groin with his hand.
It was just a lie, and we all knew it, but that was enough to distract Danny who was still pushing Richard against the wall. He turned his angry face towards Mark and was about to yell something when suddenly I saw him bend and crouch on his heels, his hands between his legs. He was silent at first, but after a couple of seconds he made and "ohwwww" sound and than he whispered something like "Fuck! You piece of shit!".
Richard erupted in a big laugh. I didn't see what had just happened, but it was clear that he had hit Danny in the balls, probably with his knee. Mark, on the couch, started to laugh too. "Holy shit man!" he said to Richard "You got him good!".
Danny seemed really in pain. He was wearing a pair of gray sweatpants, who didn't offer a lot of protection to that sensitive part of his body. In a few seconds, though, he got up and launched himself against Richard. A fight began. Danny tried to punch Richard, but Richard was a smart fighter and he was taller and stronger than Danny, so he could easily handle him and block all of his moves. During the brawl, though, at one point Danny lightly hit Richard's groin. I don't think he did it on purpose and it was just a weak tap.
Richard, besides, was wearing a pair of jeans, which gave his sensitive spot more protection than Danny's light sweatpants. In few words, it was unintentional and didn't hurt Richard at all. Nevertheless this inflamed Richard, who decided to counter attack. He surprised Danny pushing himself against him, causing them both to fall flat on the floor. Richard ended up on top and pinned Danny down laying his side across Danny's chest. Then he hooked his right leg between Danny's legs, so that Danny could not close his thighs. Danny's right arm was pinned under Richard's body, while the wrist of his left arm was immediately seized by Richard. It was over for him. No matter how much he wriggled and trashed to get free.
Richard was pinning him down, and Danny's arms were both blocked. Richard, on the contrary, had his right arm free. He looked at the cotton-covered bulge in Danny's sweatpants, then he winked at Mark. Danny realized he was in peril and panicked. He tried to close his thighs, but Richard's leg prevented him to do it. "You're screwed, Danny-boy" Richard said smirking at Danny's helplessness. Then he reached out with his open hand...
A second later, Danny's most precious possessions were engulfed in Richard's big hand. Like eagle's claws wrapped around a prey, Richard's fingers suddenly clutched on Danny's bulge and started to squeeze the unprotected sensitive gonads.
"AAAAAWWWH FUCK!" screamed Danny. "Let go, you bastard! Let go of my balls!". Richard eased the pressure, but maintained his grip. He was grinning from ear to ear.
All the time this was happening, I watched in silence. I was sorry for Danny. Since the fight had begun I wished he could have the upper hand and teach that asshole Richard a lesson, but obviously things were not going in that direction. Mark on the other side was laughing hysterically. He clearly enjoyed watching Danny being overwhelmed by his friend and was openly cheering Richard on. "Go for it, Richard!" "AHAHAH! You got him good!" "Fuck, Danny, he's got you by the balls! AHAHAH". "C'mon Richard, make him squeal!". Then, being the bastard he was, he felt the need to be more involved in Danny's plight, so he left the couch and knelt next to the struggling boy, still pinned down by Richard. This encouraged me to get closer to have a better view. Mark gave a mocking light slap to Danny's face.
"How does it feel Danny-boy? Your virgin balls hurt?" Mark asked in a childish tone.
Richard laughed. His left hand was clutched around Danny's wrist, keeping his left arm on the ground. Danny's right arm was blocked by Richard's body, so Richard could use his right hand to "work" on Danny's manhood. Now that I was closer, I could see that Richard was squeezing and relaxing his hand rhythmically. Every time his bulge was compressed, Danny grimaced with discomfort. He was not screaming or moaning though, because Richard wasn't squeezing too much. It was clear that he wanted to have fun with Danny more than hurt him. His mischievous grin almost seemed to say "Hey Danny, I've got you where it counts the most. What you're gonna do about it?".
Danny, for his part, was struggling like crazy now. Even though he was not in too much pain, I think the humiliation of having his balls grabbed by Richard was making him mad. He tried to push Richard off of him, but he couldn't. He tried to free his left arm, but his wrist was kept in a stiff grip.
Suddenly Mark went back to the table, where he had left his phone, and grabbed it. With a shit-eating grin on his face he approached Danny and Richard and started to film the scene.
"Ooooukey, guys. Here we are with Richard and Danny. They had a fight a few minutes ago, and this is how it ended." he said half laughing. He acted like he was giving a running commentary for an invisible audience and as he did it I realized that he intended to show the video to his friends later. "So, Danny, in a scale from one to ten, how would you describe the pain you're in right now?"
Mark zoomed on the bulge between Danny's legs, still grabbed and handled by Richard, then on Danny's face. Danny, his teeth gritted, hissed something like "fuck you" and "bastard!". He tried to look defiant, but the humiliation on his face was evident.
"Well, our friend Danny is not in a talkative mood. How can you blame him? He could end up castrated from one moment to the next. It all depends on Richard. Richard, can you say something about it? Are you letting poor Danny keep his baby-makers or are you going to end his sexual life?".
"What sexual life you are talking about?" replied Richard, and they both laughed at the joke.
"Right, let's change the question. Are you going to make sure poor Danny will remain a virgin for the rest of his life?"
"Don't know, man. I haven't decided yet" grinned Richard. I looked at his hand and realized that he was now fondling Danny's captive balls, digging his fingers in the round shaped bulge like he was trying to roll each of Danny's stones individually. Once again, the soft tissue of Danny's gray sweatpants couldn't do too much to protect the precious organs it was covering. Danny was sill fighting and shouting insults at Richard and Mark, but was clearly mortified. During his futile struggle, at one point his eyes met mine but he immediately turned his face away. Damn, he was so embarrassed! He was really hating every second of his predicament. He was hating Richard's hand toying with the symbol of his male pride. He was hating Mark filming the whole scene and mocking him. And he was hating the fact that I was there, watching him being humiliated in that way.
Richard played with Danny's manhood for another couple of minutes, then, finally, he let go of Denny's balls. Mark didn't seem to happy about it though. "Wait!" he said to Richard before he could get off of Danny. "Keep him on the ground". Then he spoke to me. "Dylan, take my phone. Keep filming". I did it. Maybe I should have not, maybe I should have said it was enough and convince them to let Danny alone. But I didn't. Richard and Mark were popular guys and I was lucky to get along with them. I didn’t want to ruin our relationship refusing to do what Mark had asked me. So I just took his phone and kept on filming while he crouched down beside Danny, who was still pinned by Richard's huge body.
"Hey guys" said Mark looking at the phone "now it's my turn to rack some nuts! Ahahaha!". Still looking at the phone, he opened his hand and than clutched his fingers: a clear gesture to show what he was going to do. He winked at Danny, his big shit-eating grin once again on his face. Danny started again to struggle, trying desperately to break free, but Richard was too strong and heavy and Danny could not push him off. "Let me go, pieces of shit! Two against one? Cowards!" he protested. Mark couldn't have cared less. He just kept on grinning like a child in a candy store as he slowly lowered his hand towards the soft lump between Danny's legs...
Danny trashed wildly as he saw Mark's hand approaching his groin, but he was still pinned and couldn't close his thighs with Richard's leg still between his own legs. There was nothing he could do to stop Mark, who took his damn sweet time lowering his hand. He was obviously enjoying watching Danny fight to stop the inevitable. Finally he reached his target. "No..." whispered a desperate Danny when he felt the bully touch the most private parts of his body.
Mark and Richard laughed at the genuine display of impotence escaped from Danny's lips. I zoomed on Danny's crotch: Mark had him in the palm of his hand. Literally. He had a big gloating smile on his face, like a kid who's just won a treasure hunt. His fingers curled around the gray cotton covered bulge between Danny's legs. "Got'em!" he announced triumphantly. Then he looked Danny in the eyes and started to speak in a mocking tone.
"You've been really rude tonight, Danny boy. That's not the way to treat guests. Right, Richard?".
"Fuck yes! He's been complaining all the time and did nothing to make us feel comfortable."
"Yeah, I agree." said Mark. Meanwhile he had started to move his fingers, fondling Danny's testicles through the light sweatpants. "I think our friend owes us an apology."
"I think so, too" Richard said with a mischievous smile.
Sons of bitches! Danny had been more than tolerant with them. They were just trying to find a pretext to farther humiliate him.
"Ok Danny, are you ready to say that you're reeeeally reeeeeally sorry you've been such a pain in the ass?"
"Fuck you, assholes! Just let me go!" was Danny's answer. Mark's grin clearly showed that he was hoping for such a reply. I expected to hear Danny scream, but for a few seconds nothing happened. I zoomed on Mark's hand and realized that he was clutching his fingers, but very slowly.
"You're still in time to apologize, Danny. In a few seconds you're going to have a very painful set of bollocks." Richard smiled and patted Danny on the cheek. "C'mon Danny-boy, say you're sorry. Or soon I'll have to start calling you Danny-girl. AH AH AH!" Danny maintained a stern look for a few seconds, but suddenly his face twisted in a grimace of pain. He shot his eyes close with force and clenched his jaw. I zoomed on Mark's hand. His fingers were clearly squeezing tighter now, compressing the bulge in Danny's sweatpants. Then his thumb and index finger seized what I imagine was Danny's left testicle and started to roll it roughly. That seemed to be particularly painful for Danny, who could not keep himself from moaning. Mark and Richard just laughed as Mark kept on working on Danny's captive gonad with a sadistic grin eliciting a scream of pure agony from Danny. I was a bit worried now. Mark was clearly enjoying hurting Danny in his weak spot, but was he ruthless to the point of causing permanent damage to Denny's gonads?
I was just about to tell something when Danny shouted: "OKAY, OKAY... STOP!". Mark grinned triumphantly at the camera and raised a thumb up. He eased the pressure on Danny's balls, but kept them in his hand. It was like a cat holding a bird in his mouth. Not biting, but ready to kill from a moment to the next.
"All right Danny-boy, we're listening." said Mark, a wide bossy smile on his face.
Danny was sweating profusely. He had been fighting like a madman to get free, and now his face was glistening with sweat. Poor boy, he was a mess! "Please, let me go" he said. "No no no." Mark's voice was cold and harsh. "We want an apology Danny. If not..." He didn't finish the sentence, but gave a sudden sharp squeeze at Danny's nuts.
"Okay okay..." Danny pleaded, overwhelmed by the pain. "Please, guys, I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what?" asked Mark Danny swallowed hard. He seemed to be on the verge of crying.
"I'm sorry I've been a pain in the ass." he finally said.
Richard and Mark giggled with satisfaction, but than Mark spoke again. "That's not enough, Danny-boy." The bastard wasn’t going to let it go quite that easily.
"Fuck, what else?! Just, let me go." Danny was exhausted. His face was a mask of defeat.
Mark remained silent for a few seconds, then a devilish grin appeared on his face.
"Say you're glad I let your girlfriend suck my dick".
As he heard Mark's request, Richard burst out a mocking laughter. Danny said nothing. I deeply sympathized with him now. Mark was acting like the worst bully ever. An arrogant son of a bitch. A nasty bastard who had just taken advantage from Danny's vulnerable position. Richard at least had fought against Danny. He had pinned him on the ground. Mark indeed didn't even break a sweat to own Danny the way he was doing. He had just crouched down and grabbed the restrained boy's balls when he could not defend himself. He had took Danny's male pride in his hand. Just because he could. It was mean and unfair.
Nevertheless he was there, in control. Smiling and relishing his power, while Danny was panting and pleading.
"Say it! Say you're glad I let your girlfriend suck me!" Mark ordered again. His fingers started to move again fondling Danny's sensitive balls. His fist opened and closed, clenching tighter every time, pressing one orb painfully against the other. He was resolute to crush Danny's pride by threatening to crush his manhood. Danny fiercelly tried to resist but eventually gave up with a scream when the pain became too much to bear.
"Fuuuck! Okay okay! I'm... I'm glad you let my... girlfriend... suck you. Please, let me go now." he almost sobbed.
Richard and Mark laughed hysterically, than Mark once again raised a thumb looking at the camera phone. He winked at me and told me I could stop filming. He let go of Danny's balls and gave them a light tap, just because he could, then raised to his feet. Richard got up too, and both of them grinned and stared down at Danny, who was still on the ground. He had assumed a fetal position, with both hands between his legs.
Mark went to the couch and sat down to put his sneakers on.
"Let's go Richard." he said.
"What? Aren't you sleeping here?" I asked.
"Naaah. We'll let Danny alone. He's got work to do. This place is a mess!" he said stomping on some crisps as he raised from the couch.
"You're coming with us, right?"
I didn't know what to do. I felt sorry for Danny. Richard and Mark had bullied him, and I hadn't done anything to stop them. On the contrary, I had filmed the scene.
"C'mon Dylan, we are going to the 'Alpha Wolf'. We'll drink something and chase some chicks. Maybe Cindy is there. It could be your lucky night to get in her panties" said Richard winking at me. The 'Alpha Wolf' was a pub where we usually go to have some fun and Cindy was a girl from school I had a crush on. I looked down at Danny, still silent on the ground, then at Mark and Richard, cocky and grinning. It was not just a decision about the way to spend the rest of the night. I had to chose between a couple of mischievous bullies and a good boy who had desperately tried to defend himself and the honor of his girlfriend. And I chose the bullies. I don't know why. Maybe I was afraid to lose their friendship. Maybe I just wanted to hang around with them to feel stronger and more confident.
"I'm coming with you, let's go", I said to Mark and Richard. They grinned. Mark put his arm on my shoulders and we left the room leaving Danny alone without even say goodbye.
Two days later, when I arrived ad school I saw Mark and Richard laughing and joking with a group of four other guys. Mark was showing them something on his phone, and I knew for sure what it was. "Hey Dylan! Come here." he said as he saw me. I joined the group of boys and among them I recognized Nick, one of Danny's soccer teammates.
"I was showing the guys how we put Danny boy in his place."
All of them laughed, including Nick. "Fuck, I can't wait to show the video to the guys!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. He was talking about the other teammates and I instantly realized that Danny's reputation was screwed.
"Speaking of whom, look who's coming!" suddenly chuckled Richard as Danny entered the school hallway.
"Hey Danny!" shouted Nick waving his hand with a mocking grin on his face. Danny turned to us. He was clearly embarrassed when he saw Mark and Richard grinning along with Nick and the others. Mark said nothing else. He just looked at Danny with a smile, than opened his hand and slowly clutched his fingers pantomiming racking Danny's balls. Everyone started to laugh, and honestly I did it too. Danny's face became beetroot red with shame. He knew Mark had showed the video to the other guys. And sure as hell he knew Nick was planning on doing the same with their teammates. He lowered his eyes and turned away without saying a single word. Mark shook his head and let out another big laugh as the other guys, me included, high-fived him and patted him on his back.
Title: My first time getting kicked in the nuts
Written by: Dylan
Added on: 11 September 2018
Added on: 27 June 2018
Title: Nick gets Destroyed. (Jock gets his nuts destroyed)
Written by: Matthewnew
Added on: 27 June 2018
Added on: 01 June 2018