Billy and I

BILLY AND I

I remember once after practice, Billy and I were the last in the shower. I was faced away from him when he suddenly reached between my legs and grabbed my balls. He had done this before. If I tried to pull away he squeezed harder. It hurt, but it felt good, if you know what I mean. I told him it hurt and to stop, and he said “You pay for the pizza after practice?”

I said, “Hell no!”He squeezed harder yet. “Owww!, you’re hurting me” Truth be told it felt good, even though it hurt like hell. He ratcheted up his hold on my balls.”Oh God!!…Please!” I leaned forward, against the wall, and ,moaned in pain. My cock had gotten hard, which I didn’t want him to see. “Okay, I’ll buy the pizza”. He let go and I dropped to my knees in pain and pleasure. My cock slowly softened up again, but there was an afterglow of sorts. I got back up and we continued our showers eyeing each other warily and scoping out each others’ equipment.

Finally, he turned his back on me. He had to know I was waiting for the opportunity to reciprocate. He even bent over a little. I reached between his legs and grabbed his balls and squeezed. He called out in pain. “Oh God, George! That hurts” I let up a bit, then squeezed harder. He moaned. My hands being soapy, I was able to roll his balls around a little in my hand. He moaned louder, but not entirely in pain I thought.