Joey Lawrence has always been a celebrity I have always wanted to bust! He's constantly finding some way to show off his muscles he's worked so hard for!
My stories most of the time are based in a situation based on their real lives or a situation they have starred in on on a show or film.
I have seen Joey in a few things so I have decided to prolong his ballbusting to TWO PARTS! Will this poor stud balls survive?...let's hope not...
Part 1 is based on the time Joey hosted the Chippendales, ENJOY!
PART 1 - Joey Lawrence hosting the Chippendales
The 90s hunk was asked as a special guest to be a part of the Chippendales tour. He said it was a great honour and once in a life time opportunity, but it was really an excuse for Joey to show off his muscular body he worked so hard for to a large screaming crowd of people dying for his body. Any reason for Joey to go shirtless and flex his guns would fill him with such joy, just a crowd wanting each part of him went to Joey's head.
"Hello girls to Chippendaleees!" Joey shouted walking on stage in a white suit jacket. The crowd of women erupted! Women; young and old, fat and small, were all there waiting to see sexy oiled up hunks gyrating on stage. "Are we ready to have some fun tonight?!" WOAHH the screaming women shouted. "Some of you may already know I'm actor, singer Joey Lawrence, and it is my pleasure tonight ladies, to make your wildest fantasy come true!"
Sat behind Joey was a young lady on a chair. She was a bride to be on her hen do.
"Hello little lady, a birdie told me you are getting married?"
"Hello little lady, a birdie told me you are getting married?"
The bride answered yes and smiled to the audience who cheered.
"And I heard that tonight you came to see me and the Chippendales for your hen party?" Joey winked to the crowd and smirked.
"Yes, I'm with my girlfriends who are all sat there!" she pointed to the third row where around 8 women wearing sashes and flashing cock tiaras, waved holding drinks and shouted back.
Joey smiled and waved at them, "Looks like you a fun bunch of women. So seeing it's your special night, I Joey will be your personal butler for you this evening."
"ooooh" The crowd of women went.
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| "Anything you want baby!" |
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| "You like that?" "hee hee" |
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| "You like my ass?" :) |
"Anything you need" Joey thrusted his crotch into the air, "I mean anything! I am yours."
The crowd cheered and applauded. The woman blushed and put her hands over face.
"So little lady what's your first order?" Joey went up to her resting his hand on her lap.
The crowd shouted ideas at her, 'Strip!' 'Get Naked' "Kiss!'
The woman laughed nervously to herself. She spoke to the mic. "Strip?" The crowd cheered.
The woman laughed nervously to herself. She spoke to the mic. "Strip?" The crowd cheered.
"Well, you're the boss" Joey said. Then proceeded to take off his white jacket and throw away his shirt. Joey was wearing a white vest a size too small clearly to highlight his chest. Joe then proceeded to rip open his vest to a screaming crowd of horny women, revealing ever inch of his hard chiselled chest and abs. Joey has worked hard to sculpture his perfect body and he wanted the world to know. He throw the remains of his tattered vest to the crowd, which got caught by the hen party. Joey flexed a bit to get the crowd more rattled up.
The bride smiled and giggled not knowing what to do with herself but admire the shirtless hunk in front of her.
"Ok, job one done!" Joey ushered to the cheering crowd. Joey lapped up the audience noises as he flexed his biceps.
"What you want next lucky lady?" Joey asked.
"Well, can I get my girlfriends up here with me? I'm kind of embarrassed"
"Of course! More the merrier! Let's get your friends up here!"
The crowd cheered and wooped as the entire hen party got up to go on stage. A group of crazed party women stood around the bride in the chair who was greeting and whispering that she cant believe she's here.
"Hello girls! So what is your wonderful friends are here to support you, what is your wildest fantasy you have always wanted to do?"
"Well Joey...erm..." Joey got the mic closer to the giggling group of women. "I have always wanted to kick a guy in the balls." The bride laughed and the so did the hen party who when raised a glass and cheered.
Joey laughed out of shock but was confused. "Er really?" He laughed "that's your fantasy?..."
"Thats every girl's fantasy!" The maid of honour shouted. The group of women erupted again, matched by the female audience.
Joey didn't know what to do so laughed awkwardly to the crowd.
"Well...I'm sorry girl's I don't think I can supply you that fantasy." Joey said.
"Ahh BOOOO!!!" the hen party shouted, putting their thumbs down and rattling the crowd too. The crowed booed back. Joey seemed to have lost control of the women. The female audience chanted.
"KICK HIS BALLS! KICK HIS BALLS! KICK HIS BALLS!"
It is every women's secret fantasy to feel the bust of a guy in his balls.
Joey was loosing the crowd and it was getting out of hand. He motioned them to calm down.
"Alright girls, I want to entertain you and make your ladies night a time to remember but I'm sorry, I can't let you kick me in my balls..."
The crowd and hen didn't like his response.
"BOOO! Come on! Just once!" The audience got louder and more unruly.
Joey looked around for help and saw the hen party in arms to the crowd to get them to chant and not take no as the answer.
"Come on! KICK HIS BALL! KICK HIS BALLS! KICK HIS BALLS!"
Joey couldn't handle the crowd of women shouting they wanted to see him kicked in his privates. Joey started to sweat from the pressure. He had to sacrifice a little pain to gain back his control.
"Ok. If that's what you really want" Joey said reluctantly with a smile.
"Yeah!" the crowd yelled with delight. They were going to see Joey Lawrence get nutted on stage at Chippendales!
The hen party lifted the bride off her chair as she prepared. Joey didn't like what was about to happen, but faked excitement and placed both hands behind his head, which flexed his chest and arms outward.
The hen party gave the bride words of encouragement and advised which angle and method would give the most force. The bride was glowing with excitement as she always wanted to kick a guy in his balls but was worried of the repercussions. She couldn't believe she was going to be able to do it and to the star Joey Lawrence.
"Ok, ready!" Joey said starring at the party of women cheering for his balls to be kicked. The bride was about 3 metres away from Joey's crotch, so could a slight running start. Joey started at her shoe that was going to be slammed up between his legs. The bride walked 2 paces then swung her leg back and kicked it up into Joey's bulge in his jeans.
Joey's instinct was to jump out the way, avoid the foot that was swinging to this crotch. He didn't jump high enough as the bride's foot connected to his nuts. Joey shouted and creased over. His right hand holding his crotch and left on his knee trying to keep balance.
The bride jumped with delight with her hands over her mouth and ran back to her friends like a happy school girl who did something naughty.
Joey grunted, and was met with a mixed reaction from the female crowd and hens. Some cheered seeing him doubled over in pain others felt cheated as it wasn't fair as he jumped to avoid the full collision of the foot to his nuts.
Joey straightened up still holding his groin. He held the mic and played along to his pain said, "oooft, that one hurt. I hate to be your fiance when you get mad!" His playing up didn't work as all the crowd turned to booing again as he didn't get fully kicked in the nuts.
Joey didn't understand as he thought he gave the women what they wanted, but clearly they were not satisfied with him. Joey knew he shouldn't have moved but it was instinct and no man likes the feeling of being kicked in the balls. He didn't want to be kicked in the groin again so quickly tried to diffuse the situation and get the show started. "Well I hope you got to live out your fantasy, thank you for being a part of..." Joey trailed off ignoring the hen party circling behind him. "...tonight we have a very special performance..."
Joey got cut off as a hen grabbed the mic of him. Joey can hardly be heard anymore from the audience without the mic as he questioned "What are you doing?" to her as the group of hens surprises him as they pull him back to centre stage.
"Ladies" said the hen, "Do you feel like you were cheated from that nutshot to Joey Lawrence?"
"YES!" the female crowd shouted back.
"Do you feel like our bride to be should be given a second chance?"
"YES!" repeated the crowd.
Meanwhile whilst the hen hyped up the females, behind her the hens were tying up a struggling Joey with the ripped vest he threw in the crowd. They tried to force both hands behind his back leaving his chest and front unexposed. Joey being such a musclar man would usually be able to fight anyone who tried to force his vascular arms behind his back, but luckily there the bride was a very popular girl and had loads of hens there able to pry both his arms back from him and tie his wrists together behind his arse.
Joey would probably also been able to fight back hard if it wasn't from the previous nut shot also, but there were too many women overpowering him.
Joey has always love to show off his shirtless body to everyone who would look, but he has never felt so exposed before.
"What are you doing!?" Joey repeated. "Let me go! Untie me!" Joey tried to release his shoulders from the hens grasped but they held him standing front and back.
"Looks like we are ready for another nut shot!" The hen holding the mic presented.
The female audience were more excited than ever! They were expecting to see sexy naked men parading their tight oiled up bodies but never in their wildest dreams did they think they got to see one of every women's fantasy rolled out on stage - seeing a hunk getting kicked in their balls!
"No, you can't do this! You kicked me already!" Joey shouted at the hen party and bride. The audience couldn't hear Joey as he was mic-less, not that his voice would travel over the crowd of screaming hysterical women.
The bride eyed up a wide eyed and pleading Joey. She smirked and seemed to have fold a new form of confidence in doing this. She stood 5 metres away; a good running start to punt him in the nuts.
"Ready!?" Said the hen with the mic, "3, 2, 1!..."
With that the bride charged up to a struggling Joey, who was trying really hard to wriggle out of his grasp, and punted her foot up in between Joey's legs into the bulge in his jeans.
"ARGH!" Joey screamed. The hen put the mic to Joey's face so the audience could hear Joey's groans. "FUCK!" Joey continued to cry. The female audience cheered the loudest they had all night! The women where jumping up and down clapping at the force of her kick. The hens had perfectly held Joey in place making him unable to jump or move so felt the entire force of the brutal kick to his poor testicles.
Joey was still groaning and panting from the aftermath. The pain in his groin radiated up him.
"How does it feel Joey?" The hen asked. Joey didn't answer as he crossed his eyes in pain. "How does it feel for a man to be kicked in the balls?
"It hurts...a lot..." Joey mustered an answer.
The hen then questioned the bride like an actual presenter.
"My beautiful gorgeous friend, tell me... what is it that all women find so interesting about seeing a man being kicked in the balls and why is it so appealing?
The bride answered, "erm well for me it's amazing how guys are always bragging about how strong they are and how big his dick is, yet they have there two really sensitive balls attached to them and even when they slightly get hit they squirm like a little pussy. Sorry for my language but look like a guy like Joey Lawrence. He's a massive guy covered in muscle and he's hunched over about to vomit just cos his balls got bashed by a petite woman like me! Any 5 year old can take out a man no matter how big he thinks he is!"
The crowd applauded the brides answer. "It was true" said the hen, "any man no matter how muscular, how cocky, how big his penis is, a tap to his balls will caused the hunk to fall in a crumpled heap."
"So this is for all you women, who have been cheated on, abused and lied to by any asshole!" Shouted the bride. There was a real air of women superiority in as the women bounded over being hurt by men and wanting to see Joey Lawrence take the brunt of the pain...with his own manhood.
"Let's get ready for ROUND TWOOOOO!!!" shouted the hen!
The women were getting horny in anticipation of more destruction to Joey's testicles.
"No! no more! Please!" Joey shouted desperately. The women were all now more blood thirsty than ever. Joey started to sweat which glistened his body more, which made the women more excited.
The bride stood back at her spot getting ready to charge at his groin. Joey was really struggling to break free, twisting his arms and legs which were being held. The women slapped Joey's asking him to stop squirming.
"No I don't want to kicked in the balls!"
"3, 2, 1!"
The bride ran and punted again hard into Joey's crotch with her foot.
"ARGHH!" Joey screamed. His balls felt like they were booted up into his pelvis. Joey was spluttering and coughing in pain. He felt like he may vomit. he had never been kicked so hard in the balls before.
"Oh I think everyone in here felt that one!
Joey's eyes watered, and the veins in the whole body started to pump up, especially around his groin and neck tendons. He body was in so much distressed from being kicked in the balls 3 times now with no time to recover.
The hens holding Joey ran their hands all over this sweaty body, tracing the veins in this forearms. One grabbed Joey's crotch with his whole package in her palms. Joey had a big dick and she squeezed extremely hard, feeling every testicle and his penis squeezed between her fingers.
"ARGH OH GOD!" Joey cried as she mushed his package.
"His things still intact!" She squeezed hard again like she's really trying to get the ounce of juice out of an orange.
"ARGH MY BALLS!" Joey screamed at his crushed plums. She hoisted him up by the balls which raised him up to his tip toes. Joey grunted trying to ease the pain in this balls from the woman's clutch. All the women in the audience laughed.
Joey has never felt so humiliated. His ego has been demolished like his balls. He wanted the women to worship him for his looks and body but they didn't care for that, all they wanted was to see him in pain with his balls being beated.
After a minute the woman finally released Joey's balls. He gasped as and fell as far as the hens would allow before held straight again. Joey's large framed chest was panting hard, making his pecs and abs seem larger.
"Please, let me go. I don't want to be kicked in the nuts any more..."
"Ok ladies, I think we should have a quick fire round before we get this party really started!" Shouted the hen on the mic. "20 consecutive strikes to the balls! Are you man enough to handle it Mr Lawrence?"
"YEAHH" The female crowd shouted.
Joey looked on shocked. 20 kicks! He knew his balls physically wouldn't be able to take it. The 3 kicks were nothing like Joey had ever felt before. The bride maybe small but kicks were powerful enough to cause permeant damage to any man's balls, let alone 20 more!
"No, you can't do this to me! I'm Joey Lawrence!" Joey shouted. The women laughed like they cared.
"Now I want to kick you more after you said that!" The bride now stood right infront of Joey's panicked body. Joey still towered over her but that's what she found so thrilling as she knew she can still overpower him.
"No please, I can't do 20 kicks. You're going to rupture my testicles!" Joey wide eyed pleaded.
"Sorry Joey, but this is my fantasy and said you would help me live out my fantasy' the bride said wickedly.
Joey was in trouble, he had to get out of there before he would use a testicle to the abuse. He now really put the work in trying to break free. He knew if he didn't do this now these women would castrate him!
He pushed forward his right shoulder and flung the surprised hens holding him off him, he then twisted his torso so the left also lost grip. The vest tying his wrists began to rip.
Riiiip... the broken vest ripped releasing Joey's arms but the hens were too quick and unafraid. 3 women on each side held open his arms. Joey's arms were huge from spending hours sculpturing them with weights but even then they were not powerful enough stop 3 women each side from fighting them off.
"Stop fighting and take it like a man!" 2 more hens pried open Joey's legs, exposing his bruised bulge giving the bride a clear target to strike 20 times.
"DON'T pry open my legs! STOP! Let me go you FUCKING BITCHES!" Joey was completely exposed and unprotected. Joey wouldn't stop squirming, he didn't want his balls busted anymore. He couldn't believe this is all that the women wanted to do to him.
"Don't bust my balls please! It hurts! I don't want to loose my balls!"
Joey's pleas fell of deaf ears as the bride held a stance with demetination.
"Ready for Joey's demise ladies?!" For a final time the female crowd cheered loudly waiting to the hunk's balls to be turned into pulp.
"20 kicks! Lets see if the large stud came take it!
"No! DONT!" Joey shouted
'3! 2! 1! KICK!"
The bride laughed and swung her foot into Joey's penis.
"ARGH FUCK!" Joey screaming in agony.
Again her foot shot up directly into Joey's package.
WHAM! Her shoe collided with such force.
"ARGH GOD! STOP!" he screeched. Joey squirmed trying to close his legs and getting his arms to protect his balls from being beat. The hens with all their might stayed prying open Joey's legs as he tried to shut the with every kick. He body contacted with every blow trying to defend his groin the hens holding open his legs had to keep removering to get his legs spread wide as possible.
"5! 6!"
It had only gotten to her 6th kick and Joey felt like he was about to collapse. His balls were in agony with another 14 ball beatings to go.
"7! WHAM! 8! WHAM!..."
"HUH! OH GOD!..." Joey whimpered. The hen placed the mic to Joey's face so the corwd could hear his whines and moans. Joey's body was glistening in sweat, and his distress pumped his muscles to their full form trying to fight.
"9! RAM! 10! RAM!"
The female on lookers were going crazy! They were screaming like wild animals seeing Joey, such a muscular hunk, being racked in the balls over and over! The hens shouted to kick him harder and neuter him!
The bride took her time with her kicks, positioning them like it was the last kick she would give to him. She positioned her foot making sure this balls crotch would feel the entire force of her boot to them.
"11! 12!"
Two more devastating kicks bunted up between Joey's pried legs. The Bride didn't have many kicks left, so she really put the work in the final few. Joey felt the change two as the last one he felt rearrange his balls in a horrific way.
Joey splurted "ARGH! NO, STOP! YOU'RE GONNA RUPTURE MY TESTICLES!..." Joey gasped as his body tensed and neck staining.
The bride could tell that last one really did some damage. Joey no longer fought and the hens he was trying to break away from holding him, were mainly propping him up instead.
The bride took a new stance before her 13th kick. She twisted her body, letting the momentum of her body drive her foot up into his crotch. This kick was her most forceful and struck more of his left testicle.
Joey wailed! He felt like his left testicle had been ruptured!
"ARGHHH! ARGH! ARGHH!" Joey screamed continually. The veins in his face pulsed out and turned an angry red. He continued to yell out then began to retch in pain. "Cough, Splurt, Cough..."
"Oh I think she ruptured something down there!" The hen said holding the mic up again to a retching Joey, making sure the crowd can hear his moans.
"...my balls...she's ruptured my ball..." Joey muttered.
"SHE"S BUSTED HIS BALLS!" The hen cheered to the crowd.
The crowd of women erupted with more cheers. The women applauded her triumph.
Joey continued to retch, as the hens felt him shudder.
"6 more kicks! Let's see if we can pop another one!" The hen motivating the bride.
Joey hoped him informing the women his ball had ruptured would make the ball busting stop but that made them want to bust his remaining nut even more.
"...no, please, I cant take any more kicks..."
The bride wanted to wreck Joey's set of nuts and turn them into salsa.
She her 14th kick with all her might again.
SLAM! Joey's balls took another savage brunt.
"ARGH!... you bitch" Joey whimpered.
His whimper was caught on the mic calling her a bitch. The crowd and hens didn't like that at all.
"BUST HIS NUTS!" "BREAK HIS BALLS!" "KEEP KICKING HIM!"
The bride prepared her 15th kick angry being called a bitch infront of her girlfriends. She shouted this next kicked was for anyone who has ever been called a bitch. BAM! her foot this time did something to Joey's balls. A wet patch started developing around Joey's bulge. His crotch area around his jeans got darker with the stain growing in size. The bride kicked his crotch again before she even noticed. She felt a wet patch in her foot.
"He's wet himself!" Shouted the hens. "She's either busted him so hard he's pissed himself or ruptured his testicles are soaking through."
"It kinda smells like cum" said a hen holding one of his legs.
The hens cringed and laughed.
Joey was in a world of pain. He didn't know what sort of mess was left in his jeans. Was it blood from his testicles, semen being forced to spew out or urine for the pressure?
"...oh God... please stop..." Joey moaned. He didn't know how he was still conscious through out the ordeal. He was just a whimpering lump of muscle by this point. The hens struggled to keep his mass muscles upright for the kicks. His groin was propably nothing but mush by now, but she has 5 more kicks left...
She continued to beat the wet batch on his groin.
"16! RAM! 17! RAM!"
Joey's wet stain continued to grow. It went from around his crotch to his thighs. It was a dark shade of blue in contrast to his blue jeans. The more she kicked the more whatever was making it wet began to grow. Wet squelch sounds could be heard when her foot collided with his nuts. The hen placed the mic near this crotch and you could hear the wet squelch of her foot hitting his nuts.
"It's beginning to really smell" said the hen holding his leg. The hens holding Joey were getting repulsed from the stench coming from Joey's crotch. The smell of cum and urine radiated from below his waist.
"3 more kicks!"
"18! PUNT! 19! PUNT!" at this point Joey's jeans had turned a darker shade than before. You could see a trail leading from his balls down his legs. Joey continued to retch not even screaming anymore since the last 2 kicks.
The hens were gagging from the stench Joey was emitting from his nether reigns. The bride concentrated on her final kick. She aimed carefully mustering all the strength she had left from his brutal ball beating.
"HUH!" She cried as she drove her foot into Joey's crotch one final time. The hens released Joey's limbs in unison. Joey flew almost off the ground from the power of the brides kick. She left her foot him his crotch an extra beat before releasing it from his wet patch as his legs crumpled in and him falling to the floor.
Joey sobbed and moaned on the ground, finally being able to huddle his balls. He could feel they were almost mush by now, but he didn't dare look in his underwear to see the damage was and why his groin was now soaking some fluid.
"Let's give a hand to Joey, who let our bride to be and many women's fantasy in here come true tonight!"
The female audience celebrated and took photos of the useless piece of muscle Joey whimpering on the floor holding his ruined manhood.
"How do you feel Joey?" Said the hen holding the mic to Joey. The sound Joey made was barely human, just grunts, moans, sobbing, gargles and retches.
"That's going to be my new ringtone!" The hen laughed as they bowed and made their way off the stage to their seats.
Joey remained shirtless on the stage, till the curtain fell slowly down over him, with the music to the show starting to begin.
"What you want next lucky lady?" Joey asked.
"Well, can I get my girlfriends up here with me? I'm kind of embarrassed"
"Of course! More the merrier! Let's get your friends up here!"
The crowd cheered and wooped as the entire hen party got up to go on stage. A group of crazed party women stood around the bride in the chair who was greeting and whispering that she cant believe she's here.
"Hello girls! So what is your wonderful friends are here to support you, what is your wildest fantasy you have always wanted to do?"
"Well Joey...erm..." Joey got the mic closer to the giggling group of women. "I have always wanted to kick a guy in the balls." The bride laughed and the so did the hen party who when raised a glass and cheered.
Joey laughed out of shock but was confused. "Er really?" He laughed "that's your fantasy?..."
"Thats every girl's fantasy!" The maid of honour shouted. The group of women erupted again, matched by the female audience.
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| Joey looking nervous at getting his crotch kicked |
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| "You want to his me...here?" |
Joey didn't know what to do so laughed awkwardly to the crowd.
"Well...I'm sorry girl's I don't think I can supply you that fantasy." Joey said.
"Ahh BOOOO!!!" the hen party shouted, putting their thumbs down and rattling the crowd too. The crowed booed back. Joey seemed to have lost control of the women. The female audience chanted.
"KICK HIS BALLS! KICK HIS BALLS! KICK HIS BALLS!"
It is every women's secret fantasy to feel the bust of a guy in his balls.
Joey was loosing the crowd and it was getting out of hand. He motioned them to calm down.
"Alright girls, I want to entertain you and make your ladies night a time to remember but I'm sorry, I can't let you kick me in my balls..."
The crowd and hen didn't like his response.
"BOOO! Come on! Just once!" The audience got louder and more unruly.
Joey looked around for help and saw the hen party in arms to the crowd to get them to chant and not take no as the answer.
"Come on! KICK HIS BALL! KICK HIS BALLS! KICK HIS BALLS!"
Joey couldn't handle the crowd of women shouting they wanted to see him kicked in his privates. Joey started to sweat from the pressure. He had to sacrifice a little pain to gain back his control.
"Ok. If that's what you really want" Joey said reluctantly with a smile.
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| [These women want to see my balls kicked?] |
"Yeah!" the crowd yelled with delight. They were going to see Joey Lawrence get nutted on stage at Chippendales!
The hen party lifted the bride off her chair as she prepared. Joey didn't like what was about to happen, but faked excitement and placed both hands behind his head, which flexed his chest and arms outward.
The hen party gave the bride words of encouragement and advised which angle and method would give the most force. The bride was glowing with excitement as she always wanted to kick a guy in his balls but was worried of the repercussions. She couldn't believe she was going to be able to do it and to the star Joey Lawrence.
"Ok, ready!" Joey said starring at the party of women cheering for his balls to be kicked. The bride was about 3 metres away from Joey's crotch, so could a slight running start. Joey started at her shoe that was going to be slammed up between his legs. The bride walked 2 paces then swung her leg back and kicked it up into Joey's bulge in his jeans.
Joey's instinct was to jump out the way, avoid the foot that was swinging to this crotch. He didn't jump high enough as the bride's foot connected to his nuts. Joey shouted and creased over. His right hand holding his crotch and left on his knee trying to keep balance.
The bride jumped with delight with her hands over her mouth and ran back to her friends like a happy school girl who did something naughty.
Joey grunted, and was met with a mixed reaction from the female crowd and hens. Some cheered seeing him doubled over in pain others felt cheated as it wasn't fair as he jumped to avoid the full collision of the foot to his nuts.
Joey straightened up still holding his groin. He held the mic and played along to his pain said, "oooft, that one hurt. I hate to be your fiance when you get mad!" His playing up didn't work as all the crowd turned to booing again as he didn't get fully kicked in the nuts.
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| "ooh...arh...it hurts..." |
Joey didn't understand as he thought he gave the women what they wanted, but clearly they were not satisfied with him. Joey knew he shouldn't have moved but it was instinct and no man likes the feeling of being kicked in the balls. He didn't want to be kicked in the groin again so quickly tried to diffuse the situation and get the show started. "Well I hope you got to live out your fantasy, thank you for being a part of..." Joey trailed off ignoring the hen party circling behind him. "...tonight we have a very special performance..."
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| (Joey loosing the crowd) |
Joey got cut off as a hen grabbed the mic of him. Joey can hardly be heard anymore from the audience without the mic as he questioned "What are you doing?" to her as the group of hens surprises him as they pull him back to centre stage.
"Ladies" said the hen, "Do you feel like you were cheated from that nutshot to Joey Lawrence?"
"YES!" the female crowd shouted back.
"Do you feel like our bride to be should be given a second chance?"
"YES!" repeated the crowd.
Meanwhile whilst the hen hyped up the females, behind her the hens were tying up a struggling Joey with the ripped vest he threw in the crowd. They tried to force both hands behind his back leaving his chest and front unexposed. Joey being such a musclar man would usually be able to fight anyone who tried to force his vascular arms behind his back, but luckily there the bride was a very popular girl and had loads of hens there able to pry both his arms back from him and tie his wrists together behind his arse.
Joey would probably also been able to fight back hard if it wasn't from the previous nut shot also, but there were too many women overpowering him.
Joey has always love to show off his shirtless body to everyone who would look, but he has never felt so exposed before.
"What are you doing!?" Joey repeated. "Let me go! Untie me!" Joey tried to release his shoulders from the hens grasped but they held him standing front and back.
"Looks like we are ready for another nut shot!" The hen holding the mic presented.
The female audience were more excited than ever! They were expecting to see sexy naked men parading their tight oiled up bodies but never in their wildest dreams did they think they got to see one of every women's fantasy rolled out on stage - seeing a hunk getting kicked in their balls!
"No, you can't do this! You kicked me already!" Joey shouted at the hen party and bride. The audience couldn't hear Joey as he was mic-less, not that his voice would travel over the crowd of screaming hysterical women.
The bride eyed up a wide eyed and pleading Joey. She smirked and seemed to have fold a new form of confidence in doing this. She stood 5 metres away; a good running start to punt him in the nuts.
"Ready!?" Said the hen with the mic, "3, 2, 1!..."
With that the bride charged up to a struggling Joey, who was trying really hard to wriggle out of his grasp, and punted her foot up in between Joey's legs into the bulge in his jeans.
"ARGH!" Joey screamed. The hen put the mic to Joey's face so the audience could hear Joey's groans. "FUCK!" Joey continued to cry. The female audience cheered the loudest they had all night! The women where jumping up and down clapping at the force of her kick. The hens had perfectly held Joey in place making him unable to jump or move so felt the entire force of the brutal kick to his poor testicles.
Joey was still groaning and panting from the aftermath. The pain in his groin radiated up him.
"How does it feel Joey?" The hen asked. Joey didn't answer as he crossed his eyes in pain. "How does it feel for a man to be kicked in the balls?
"It hurts...a lot..." Joey mustered an answer.
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| Joey hands tied to his back |
The hen then questioned the bride like an actual presenter.
"My beautiful gorgeous friend, tell me... what is it that all women find so interesting about seeing a man being kicked in the balls and why is it so appealing?
The bride answered, "erm well for me it's amazing how guys are always bragging about how strong they are and how big his dick is, yet they have there two really sensitive balls attached to them and even when they slightly get hit they squirm like a little pussy. Sorry for my language but look like a guy like Joey Lawrence. He's a massive guy covered in muscle and he's hunched over about to vomit just cos his balls got bashed by a petite woman like me! Any 5 year old can take out a man no matter how big he thinks he is!"
The crowd applauded the brides answer. "It was true" said the hen, "any man no matter how muscular, how cocky, how big his penis is, a tap to his balls will caused the hunk to fall in a crumpled heap."
"So this is for all you women, who have been cheated on, abused and lied to by any asshole!" Shouted the bride. There was a real air of women superiority in as the women bounded over being hurt by men and wanting to see Joey Lawrence take the brunt of the pain...with his own manhood.
"Let's get ready for ROUND TWOOOOO!!!" shouted the hen!
The women were getting horny in anticipation of more destruction to Joey's testicles.
"No! no more! Please!" Joey shouted desperately. The women were all now more blood thirsty than ever. Joey started to sweat which glistened his body more, which made the women more excited.
The bride stood back at her spot getting ready to charge at his groin. Joey was really struggling to break free, twisting his arms and legs which were being held. The women slapped Joey's asking him to stop squirming.
"No I don't want to kicked in the balls!"
"3, 2, 1!"
The bride ran and punted again hard into Joey's crotch with her foot.
"ARGHH!" Joey screamed. His balls felt like they were booted up into his pelvis. Joey was spluttering and coughing in pain. He felt like he may vomit. he had never been kicked so hard in the balls before.
"Oh I think everyone in here felt that one!
Joey's eyes watered, and the veins in the whole body started to pump up, especially around his groin and neck tendons. He body was in so much distressed from being kicked in the balls 3 times now with no time to recover.
The hens holding Joey ran their hands all over this sweaty body, tracing the veins in this forearms. One grabbed Joey's crotch with his whole package in her palms. Joey had a big dick and she squeezed extremely hard, feeling every testicle and his penis squeezed between her fingers.
"ARGH OH GOD!" Joey cried as she mushed his package.
"His things still intact!" She squeezed hard again like she's really trying to get the ounce of juice out of an orange.
"ARGH MY BALLS!" Joey screamed at his crushed plums. She hoisted him up by the balls which raised him up to his tip toes. Joey grunted trying to ease the pain in this balls from the woman's clutch. All the women in the audience laughed.
Joey has never felt so humiliated. His ego has been demolished like his balls. He wanted the women to worship him for his looks and body but they didn't care for that, all they wanted was to see him in pain with his balls being beated.
After a minute the woman finally released Joey's balls. He gasped as and fell as far as the hens would allow before held straight again. Joey's large framed chest was panting hard, making his pecs and abs seem larger.
"Please, let me go. I don't want to be kicked in the nuts any more..."
"Ok ladies, I think we should have a quick fire round before we get this party really started!" Shouted the hen on the mic. "20 consecutive strikes to the balls! Are you man enough to handle it Mr Lawrence?"
"YEAHH" The female crowd shouted.
Joey looked on shocked. 20 kicks! He knew his balls physically wouldn't be able to take it. The 3 kicks were nothing like Joey had ever felt before. The bride maybe small but kicks were powerful enough to cause permeant damage to any man's balls, let alone 20 more!
"No, you can't do this to me! I'm Joey Lawrence!" Joey shouted. The women laughed like they cared.
"Now I want to kick you more after you said that!" The bride now stood right infront of Joey's panicked body. Joey still towered over her but that's what she found so thrilling as she knew she can still overpower him.
"No please, I can't do 20 kicks. You're going to rupture my testicles!" Joey wide eyed pleaded.
"Sorry Joey, but this is my fantasy and said you would help me live out my fantasy' the bride said wickedly.
Joey was in trouble, he had to get out of there before he would use a testicle to the abuse. He now really put the work in trying to break free. He knew if he didn't do this now these women would castrate him!
He pushed forward his right shoulder and flung the surprised hens holding him off him, he then twisted his torso so the left also lost grip. The vest tying his wrists began to rip.
Riiiip... the broken vest ripped releasing Joey's arms but the hens were too quick and unafraid. 3 women on each side held open his arms. Joey's arms were huge from spending hours sculpturing them with weights but even then they were not powerful enough stop 3 women each side from fighting them off.
"Stop fighting and take it like a man!" 2 more hens pried open Joey's legs, exposing his bruised bulge giving the bride a clear target to strike 20 times.
"DON'T pry open my legs! STOP! Let me go you FUCKING BITCHES!" Joey was completely exposed and unprotected. Joey wouldn't stop squirming, he didn't want his balls busted anymore. He couldn't believe this is all that the women wanted to do to him.
"Don't bust my balls please! It hurts! I don't want to loose my balls!"
Joey's pleas fell of deaf ears as the bride held a stance with demetination.
"Ready for Joey's demise ladies?!" For a final time the female crowd cheered loudly waiting to the hunk's balls to be turned into pulp.
"20 kicks! Lets see if the large stud came take it!
"No! DONT!" Joey shouted
'3! 2! 1! KICK!"
The bride laughed and swung her foot into Joey's penis.
"ARGH FUCK!" Joey screaming in agony.
Again her foot shot up directly into Joey's package.
WHAM! Her shoe collided with such force.
"ARGH GOD! STOP!" he screeched. Joey squirmed trying to close his legs and getting his arms to protect his balls from being beat. The hens with all their might stayed prying open Joey's legs as he tried to shut the with every kick. He body contacted with every blow trying to defend his groin the hens holding open his legs had to keep removering to get his legs spread wide as possible.
"5! 6!"
It had only gotten to her 6th kick and Joey felt like he was about to collapse. His balls were in agony with another 14 ball beatings to go.
"7! WHAM! 8! WHAM!..."
"HUH! OH GOD!..." Joey whimpered. The hen placed the mic to Joey's face so the corwd could hear his whines and moans. Joey's body was glistening in sweat, and his distress pumped his muscles to their full form trying to fight.
"9! RAM! 10! RAM!"
The female on lookers were going crazy! They were screaming like wild animals seeing Joey, such a muscular hunk, being racked in the balls over and over! The hens shouted to kick him harder and neuter him!
The bride took her time with her kicks, positioning them like it was the last kick she would give to him. She positioned her foot making sure this balls crotch would feel the entire force of her boot to them.
"11! 12!"
Two more devastating kicks bunted up between Joey's pried legs. The Bride didn't have many kicks left, so she really put the work in the final few. Joey felt the change two as the last one he felt rearrange his balls in a horrific way.
Joey splurted "ARGH! NO, STOP! YOU'RE GONNA RUPTURE MY TESTICLES!..." Joey gasped as his body tensed and neck staining.
The bride took a new stance before her 13th kick. She twisted her body, letting the momentum of her body drive her foot up into his crotch. This kick was her most forceful and struck more of his left testicle.
Joey wailed! He felt like his left testicle had been ruptured!
"ARGHHH! ARGH! ARGHH!" Joey screamed continually. The veins in his face pulsed out and turned an angry red. He continued to yell out then began to retch in pain. "Cough, Splurt, Cough..."
"Oh I think she ruptured something down there!" The hen said holding the mic up again to a retching Joey, making sure the crowd can hear his moans.
"...my balls...she's ruptured my ball..." Joey muttered.
"SHE"S BUSTED HIS BALLS!" The hen cheered to the crowd.
The crowd of women erupted with more cheers. The women applauded her triumph.
Joey continued to retch, as the hens felt him shudder.
"6 more kicks! Let's see if we can pop another one!" The hen motivating the bride.
Joey hoped him informing the women his ball had ruptured would make the ball busting stop but that made them want to bust his remaining nut even more.
"...no, please, I cant take any more kicks..."
The bride wanted to wreck Joey's set of nuts and turn them into salsa.
She her 14th kick with all her might again.
SLAM! Joey's balls took another savage brunt.
"ARGH!... you bitch" Joey whimpered.
His whimper was caught on the mic calling her a bitch. The crowd and hens didn't like that at all.
"BUST HIS NUTS!" "BREAK HIS BALLS!" "KEEP KICKING HIM!"
The bride prepared her 15th kick angry being called a bitch infront of her girlfriends. She shouted this next kicked was for anyone who has ever been called a bitch. BAM! her foot this time did something to Joey's balls. A wet patch started developing around Joey's bulge. His crotch area around his jeans got darker with the stain growing in size. The bride kicked his crotch again before she even noticed. She felt a wet patch in her foot.
"He's wet himself!" Shouted the hens. "She's either busted him so hard he's pissed himself or ruptured his testicles are soaking through."
"It kinda smells like cum" said a hen holding one of his legs.
The hens cringed and laughed.
Joey was in a world of pain. He didn't know what sort of mess was left in his jeans. Was it blood from his testicles, semen being forced to spew out or urine for the pressure?
"...oh God... please stop..." Joey moaned. He didn't know how he was still conscious through out the ordeal. He was just a whimpering lump of muscle by this point. The hens struggled to keep his mass muscles upright for the kicks. His groin was propably nothing but mush by now, but she has 5 more kicks left...
She continued to beat the wet batch on his groin.
"16! RAM! 17! RAM!"
Joey's wet stain continued to grow. It went from around his crotch to his thighs. It was a dark shade of blue in contrast to his blue jeans. The more she kicked the more whatever was making it wet began to grow. Wet squelch sounds could be heard when her foot collided with his nuts. The hen placed the mic near this crotch and you could hear the wet squelch of her foot hitting his nuts.
"It's beginning to really smell" said the hen holding his leg. The hens holding Joey were getting repulsed from the stench coming from Joey's crotch. The smell of cum and urine radiated from below his waist.
"3 more kicks!"
"18! PUNT! 19! PUNT!" at this point Joey's jeans had turned a darker shade than before. You could see a trail leading from his balls down his legs. Joey continued to retch not even screaming anymore since the last 2 kicks.
The hens were gagging from the stench Joey was emitting from his nether reigns. The bride concentrated on her final kick. She aimed carefully mustering all the strength she had left from his brutal ball beating.
"HUH!" She cried as she drove her foot into Joey's crotch one final time. The hens released Joey's limbs in unison. Joey flew almost off the ground from the power of the brides kick. She left her foot him his crotch an extra beat before releasing it from his wet patch as his legs crumpled in and him falling to the floor.
Joey sobbed and moaned on the ground, finally being able to huddle his balls. He could feel they were almost mush by now, but he didn't dare look in his underwear to see the damage was and why his groin was now soaking some fluid.
"Let's give a hand to Joey, who let our bride to be and many women's fantasy in here come true tonight!"
The female audience celebrated and took photos of the useless piece of muscle Joey whimpering on the floor holding his ruined manhood.
"How do you feel Joey?" Said the hen holding the mic to Joey. The sound Joey made was barely human, just grunts, moans, sobbing, gargles and retches.
"That's going to be my new ringtone!" The hen laughed as they bowed and made their way off the stage to their seats.
Joey remained shirtless on the stage, till the curtain fell slowly down over him, with the music to the show starting to begin.
So hot! Can't wait for part 2!
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