The blonde hunk is in his tight
blue singlet that matches his eyes, about ready to take on his opponent. Sven looks his opponent over. He’s
strong, brown hair and green eyes. A handsome, defined face and a huge bulge
between his legs that his red singlet does little to conceal. Sven smiles a sly
smile and knows he’s gonna win. The brown haired wrestler is daunted. Sven
isn’t much stronger, but he is stronger. Sven isn’t much bigger, but he is bigger. And Sven’s
manhood is nowhere near as large. But Sven smiles like he knows something that
green eyes doesn’t.
Sven knows he's gonna win.
The two walk up to each other and smack each other's hands and wait for the signal. Signal comes and they circle.
Sven licks his lips and waits. Staring at his brown haired counterpoint. Watching his body jump to the side, his muscles hug against his body, his bulge jiggles with every movement. Sven waits.
Impatient, green eyes jumps at Sven first, going for the legs. Sven wasn't caught off guard, and caught him in a headlock. Sven puts all his pressure on his opponents head then switches positions, legs to legs and chest to back.
Sven locks his hands, in front of the wrestlers body. He stands up and lifts his opponent off the ground, causing the brown haired wrestler to panic. The wrestler tried to shake himself free and crawl out of the hold. His hands on the floor, lifted off the ground, he tried to pull himself out. Sven expected this.
The wrestler crawled out of the hold and Sven instantly fell forward with him. Sven grabbed his legs as he crawled out, falling towards the floor with him. However, Sven knew he was gonna win.
Sven eyed the boys crotch and saw two plumb orbs perfectly placed between his legs. So inviting, Sven couldn't take his eyes off his target.
Sven fell forward with him, making sure his knee fell exactly where he wanted it to. Right on his opponents testicles, held pleasantly by the tight fabric of his singlet.
The boys green eyes bulged as he cried out. Sven quickly jumped on his opponents handicap, and flipped him over, setting the incapacitated wrestler on his stomach. Sven moved his right arm between the losers legs and reached in. He grabbed a fistful of delicate globes and squeezed, causing the stud's body to jolt and squirm. Sven had enough fun and very quickly locked his hands and moved to pinned the hunk of muscles and sex appeal for a quick victory.
Sven jumped up and smiled, looking down at his handiwork. The greed eyed boy's eyes were closed as he rolled into a fetal position. Defeated.
Sven walked back to his coach and his coach smiled and slapped the Scandinavian on his ass.
"Good shit son. That's why your the captain."
Sven smiled and said "I know."
Sven pulls his singlet down, showing off his sexy upper body as he heads down to the locker room. He heads into the locker room, takes his phone out and texts this girl that he's been talking to.
After some risque-texting, Justin and Liam come down to the locker room.
"... really something."
"Seriously, he's a freak of nature." Liam said laughing
"So am I though." Justin said
Sven looks up and see's his two buddy's in the Saint Bernard High School assigned tight blue singlet, hugging their body, with their bulges prominently displayed. Both boys are very fun to look at.
"Yeah, but you're a freak in a different way." Liam said smiling.
"How so?"
With that, Liam sack tapped Justin with the back of his hand. Justin's face scrunched as he doubled over and sent his hands to his jewels. Justin stammered in place, and knelt over moaning.
"Fuck me...." The hot stud said covering his bulging crotch.
"You're a freak in the sense that your junk causes you freakishly more pain than other guys. It's a blessing honestly." Liam said laughing
"Praise God for small miracles." Sven said joining in with laughter.
"Hey, we're not talking about your package here." Justin said, standing up laughing at his own joke.
Sven shot a glare over at Justin. Sven's dick isn't too big, especially compared to the mammoths he deals with normally. About 3 inches flaccid, barely over 5 inches full. It's not too bad, but Sven takes offense when people comment on it.
Justin was still looking down, covering his crotch with one hand. Liam noticed that Sven wasn't too pleased. Justin's the kind of guy to make a comment for the fun of it, but not think it through or notice he isn't supposed to say that. A bit oblivious.
Sven got up off the bench he was sitting down, phone still in hand. Upper body still on naked display. He puts on a smile and walks over to Justin.
Liam's smiling. He know's he's gonna like what comes next.
"Hey man, take a look at this. Girl sent me a nude and she's smoking." Sven said convincingly
"Oh, kick ass... lemme see." Justin said looking up smiling and grabbing Sven's phone with both hands. Justin's smile turned to confusion as he doesn't see what he was told he'd see.
"What's this, it's just a-" before Justin could finish the sentence, Sven swung his knee into the dirty blondes blue nylon singlet, compressing his large pouch. Justin let out painful grunt as he fell to the floor.
"Watch your fucking mouth Justin." Sven spat at him from above. Justin's on the floor, knees pulled in, hands cradling his sensitive bits, almost flopping like a fish. He's taking in sharp breathes like he can't breathe.
"Yeah Justin. You silly goose, you." Liam said laughing.
Justin couldn't respond. The only noise he was making was his intense breathing, along with the occasional groan and moan.
"Hope he already had his match?" Sven said looking up at Liam.
"Yeah, both of us have. Both won of course, thanks to the example you set." Liam said laughing.
"Even Justin learned from me?"
"Not sure actually. He might've, his guy seemed a bit skittish a couple times. Doing a good job at hiding it, if so. A natural." Liam said smiling.
"Brings a tear to my eye." Sven said.
Both looked down at Justin, who's gently weeping it seems.
"Not as many tears as big guy here." Liam said.
"Yeah, well he deserves it. Remember that." Sven said looked up.
"Yessir!" Liam said, saluting to his captain.
Sven laughed at his teammate. He playfully backhanded Liam's bulge, causing the boy to cringe, but hold position.
"At ease." Sven said laughing.
Liam brought his hand to his groin and held his package, doubled over slightly.
"I'll be heading out. Girl gonna shower me in victory." Sven said smiling.
"Lucky dog. I'll make sure our mutual friend here gets home okay."
Justin, now motionless let out a painful moan.
"My fucking balls...." He let out with a frail voice.
"Had what was coming to you. Don't be an idiot next time." Sven said picking up his phone and heading back to his locker to get ready to head out. When he sets out to leave, Justin's still on the floor and Liam's sitting next to him, talking to him. Liam sends a nod Sven's way and Sven returns the gesture, and he leaves.
Sven is a good captain. He's a leader to his team and is someone most of them look to. He's smart and a great wrestler. But he commands respect from his teammates when in the locker room, on the "field" or anything wrestling related. He's the captain, and he wants to be treated that way. It's not that he doesn't like being joked with, or is off limits or anything. But he has boundaries and if you don't treat them and him with respect, he will let you know. And you will learn.
It's just how it has to be.
Sven gets outside as he keeps on texting this girl he's really been into. Smiling and happy that she's willing to send him these pictures.
Then his girlfriend shows up.
"Sven!" He hears, looking up turning his phone off.
"Maggie!" Sven says with a smile. She runs up to him and jumps into his arms. Maggie's a lovely girl. Short side, 5'2 but has a full bra and looks great in the yoga pants she's sporting. A brunette with a couple freckles and gorgeous green eyes.
"You won your match?" She asked.
"Of course baby. You told me to." Sven said
"Oh, is that why you won? For me?" Maggie asked sweetly.
"Well. He was a shit wrestler too." Sven said with a smile. "But even if he was good, I'd still win for you. Because you're my girl."
Maggie's heart melted at the comments from this teenage heartthrob. Maggie is really into Sven, and she wants to do nothing but make him happy.
But Sven is Sven. Better or for worse.
"You're a great boyfriend." Maggie said looking into his dashing blue eyes.
Sven smiles at Maggie and says "I know."
They kiss a warm kiss. But it doesn't last long.
"Hey! Mr. Captain!"
Sven pulls away and turns his head to the origin of noise. He see's two people. A green eyed brunette who looks oddly familiar and a black haired boy with brown eyes. He's taller than the other, and looks stronger too.
"That's me. Fans?" Sven asked, smiling.
The two walked up to Sven. The black haired boy in front. Almost in a threatening pose.
"You played dirty." He said
Sven smirked. He knows where this is heading now. He moved his girl to the side and stood up to them.
"Did I? Referee didn't say anything. Not sure wh-"
"Fuck off. Don't give that bullshit!" Green eyes yelled.
"Listen, I know you're bothered you lost. But the better man won." Sven said confidently.
"You fought dirty." Green eyes said with disgust.
Sven shook his head. He's no stranger to other teams coming up to him and complaining about his tactics. Not his problem they lose. But they like to make it an issue.
"All right. Let's say you're right. What are you gonna do? 2 on 1 beat me up? That doesn't seem very fair either." Sven said.
The two looked at each other. They turned back and faced Sven.
"You get what's coming to you." The stronger of the two said.
Sven laughed and nodded. He jumped in place and got himself loose. Wearing just a white tee and white Adidas track pants, both that hug his strong body very well. Blue eyes scanning his opponents. Green eyes is wearing white basketball shorts and light blue shirt. His friend is wearing tight light blue jeans and a black v-neck.
"All right boys. I have a date tonight, let's get this over with." Sven said smiling. Confident.
"You're not gonna be able to go on any date, dickhead." Brown eyes said as he swung his fist at Sven. Sven dodged it, and with lightning speed threw a jab at the boys abs, causing him to back up into green eyes. Wasn't too painful, but caused him to flinch and move his hands to his body.
"Okay, okay. You're quick." Brown eyes said, circling Sven. Sven kept on eye on him, but remembered to keep track of Green eyes, so he wouldn't get any openings.
Brown eyes sent a fist at Sven, Sven side stepped and caught his arm. Just then, Green eyes went on the attack too, going for a punch of his own. Sven ducked underneath this, and with his free hand grabbed a fistful of Green eyes' balls and squeezed hard.
A high pitch yelp came out as a result and Green eyes sent his hands down to his crotch. His white basketball shorts offered no protection, as Sven easily found his meaty orbs that he had a hold of not so long ago. Sven looked at Green eyes, and they were pleading. Sven pulled down, causing Green eyes to shriek and fall down to his knees. With his other arm, Sven sent Brown eyes' arm into his buddy's face, causing him to fall back as Sven let go of his nuts. Green eyes was on the floor, dazed. Brown eyes was still standing, looking down at his buddy. Sven took the opportunity spear to Brown eyes, and made sure to fall with his knee directly between his legs, on the zipper side of his tight jeans.
"AHHHHH" Leaves the stud's mouth as Sven crushes his plums. Sven looks into the face of this guy. It's scrunched, distorted and in obvious pain. His lip quivering, as Sven puts more pressure on brown eye's crotch. Brown eyes start watering and gritting his teeth. Sven rears his knee back and sends it into his pouch once again.
"FUCK" He screams as he crawls away from Sven, hand holding his injured orbs. Crawling away, breathing heavily. He lets out a painful moan as he curls into a ball, kicking his feet. Sven smirks at his handiwork.
He turns around and see's the green eyed kid, starting to get up. Hand still holding his package. Green eyes stares at Sven.
"Even with help from your boyfriend, you can't touch me." Sven says laughing, walking towards Green eyes.
He's standing up now, a bit hunched, but standing up. He puts his dukes up, but he now knows what Sven knew the moment he laid eyes on him.
He knows that Sven is going to win.
Green eyes sends a fist at Sven, but he side steps. Another fist is thrown, and Sven gracefully moves out of the way. Sven's sly grin burns into Green eyes, as a fit of rage comes over him.
"AHHHHH" is yelled out, as he goes for a upwards kick, aimed at Sven's groin. It wasn't very well aimed, not that it would matter. Sven grabbed his leg before it connected and looked up at his adversary. His eyes are wide, as he's hopping up and down on his one leg.
"That was a dirty move." Sven said laughing.
Sven lifted his leg up and snap kicked Green eyes between his legs, causing a loud SMACK to caress Sven's ears as this handsome kid's balls smack into his pelvis. Green eye's sends his hands to his groin as a pitiful noise leaves his mouth. Sven moves in, throwing the leg in his hand down. Sven punches the doubled over boy's abs. Knee in the face, swinging his head up; a punch in the throat, gagging. Hands sent to his throat, stepping back, having trouble breathing. Sven goes in for the kill, arching his fist up, then sending it soaring through the air, going on a downwards slope, aimed directly towards the hot losers testicles. Green eyes cross as a sickening thud signals the end of the fight.
Sven's fist comes straight up, from below. Smashing the brown haired hunk's balls, crushing them, lifting him off the floor. The pain overwhelms him as he knows nothing else. The boy doubles over, and tries to fall. But Sven doesn't make it so easy for the sexy green eyed boy. Sven twists his hand that's already shoved it's way between the boys legs and grabs his jewels. Sven looks at the boy. His legs twitch, his mouth trying to move. But he's stuck.
"Don't interrupt me and my girl again." Sven says as he starts to put pressure on green eyes balls. His knees feel weaker as the pain becomes more and more prevalent. Absolute agony overwhelms.
Sven digs his nails into his frail nuts and tries to pop them. Green eyes start watering and his mouth opens in a silent cry. He leans onto Sven for support. Ironic how he leans on him for support because of the engulfing torment Sven himself is inflicting upon him.
"Please..." Green eyes lowly lets out
"Can't hear you. Say it again, man." Sven says as he twists his hand and pulls back on his hand. Green eyes yelps.
"FUCK, my balls please. They're gonna popAHHHH" He lets out as Sven puts all his pressure on just his right testicle. Green eyes genuinely feels like his nut's are going to pop. He's going to lose his nut, his chance at fatherhood. A sudden jolt of energy comes over him as he starts squirming, screaming. In a last ditch effort, he sends his head straight into Sven's face, catching the cocky blonde off guard. Sven let go of green eye's nut and stumbled back, holding his own nose.
"FUCK" Sven screamed out, checking for blood. He's bleeding a bit.
Sven looked back at the kid. His hands buried in his crotch, he's on his knees. He looks up at Sven, with eyes that beg. Scared puppy.
"You're going to fucking regret that." Sven said, almost a new person now. He sprinted at the kid who's on his knees. Sven screamed a warcry as he raised his foot in the air, held it in, then shot in out straight into the kids face as he fell to the floor. Sven landed past the wrestler, as the green eyed boy is flipped inside out by the sheer force of the kick. He lands on his stomach, face down. Sven stands up, walks around and see's the teen. Sprawled on the floor, legs spread. Sven wastes no time, and sends a kick between his spread legs. A blood-curdling scream leaves the brown haired boy's mouth as he reacts to the unexpected kick and starts writhing.
"AHFUCK. MY BALLS OH GOD!" He cries out, moaning painful moans, coughing. His hands down his shorts, trying to nurse the source of his torment.
Sven looks down in disgust and kicks the kid in his ribs. Sven then lifts his right foot and pushes down on the handsome kids face, trying to push his foot into the ground, but this little shit's head's is in the way.
"This is WHAT YOU FUCKING GET!" Sven screams at him, putting pressure on his head. The kid is squirming, hands trying to get Sven's foot off his head. He's lying on his side, kicking his legs, bloody nose. He's miserable.
Sven takes his foot off his head and before Green eyes reacts, sends another kick to his already ultra-sensitive testicles.
"FUCK" is screamed in a higher pitch as he brings his hands down to his aching danglers. He's weeping now, curled in a ball. Fetal position, wrapped in suffering. Sven still isn't done.
He flips him over and sits on his chest, looking at his eyes. He's terrified.
"I'm sorry..." Green eyes pathetically states.
"You fucking better be." Sven spit at him, punching him in the face. Once. Twice.
He's a complete mess, and Sven is unhinged. Sven has every intention to beat him like a dead horse, but he's pulled back.
"Stop, you've made your point. You're gonna kill him."
Sven is about to assault who stopped him, but he held back at the last moment. It's Maggie. She's covering her face.
Sven realizes the situation. He closes his eyes and breathes in. He re-opens them.
"I'm sorry." He said looking back at his handiwork.
Green eyes is curled in a ball. Weeping. Blood on the floor and his blue shirt. His friend crawled over to him, and is checking up on him.
Sven nods and looks back at his girl. She's frightened at the beast her man has become.
"I'm sorry, I got carried away. It's still me." Sven said smiling, trying to comfort Maggie. She seems hesitant at first, but he pulls her in for a hug. It's warm.
"I won't get like that again. I don't know what came over me." Sven said, holding Maggie tight. She starts crying in his arms. Sven pulls back, and walks with her.
Sven knows exactly what he did. He gets like this sometimes. But it's never an issue, and it won't start being one. He just needed to assert himself. But he needs his girl to calm down. He needs her to trust him.
Sven holds her head softly and kisses her head. Maggie feels better now.
"Let's go back to my place so I can clean up. Then we can go out and have a nice time. That sound good?" Sven said with a smile.
Maggie looked up at her man. He's wearing a friendly smile with a bloody nose. She nodded her head.
"Great." Sven said, pulling her close. Before they leave, Sven turns to face the wreckage. Green eyes is still on the floor, an absolute mess. His friend is sitting on his legs, one hand on his groin. The other trying to clean his friends face.
Sven smiles and turns back around. Today was a good day, he thinks to himself.
After some risque-texting, Justin and Liam come down to the locker room.
"... really something."
"Seriously, he's a freak of nature." Liam said laughing
"So am I though." Justin said
Sven looks up and see's his two buddy's in the Saint Bernard High School assigned tight blue singlet, hugging their body, with their bulges prominently displayed. Both boys are very fun to look at.
"Yeah, but you're a freak in a different way." Liam said smiling.
"How so?"
With that, Liam sack tapped Justin with the back of his hand. Justin's face scrunched as he doubled over and sent his hands to his jewels. Justin stammered in place, and knelt over moaning.
"Fuck me...." The hot stud said covering his bulging crotch.
"You're a freak in the sense that your junk causes you freakishly more pain than other guys. It's a blessing honestly." Liam said laughing
"Praise God for small miracles." Sven said joining in with laughter.
"Hey, we're not talking about your package here." Justin said, standing up laughing at his own joke.
Sven shot a glare over at Justin. Sven's dick isn't too big, especially compared to the mammoths he deals with normally. About 3 inches flaccid, barely over 5 inches full. It's not too bad, but Sven takes offense when people comment on it.
Justin was still looking down, covering his crotch with one hand. Liam noticed that Sven wasn't too pleased. Justin's the kind of guy to make a comment for the fun of it, but not think it through or notice he isn't supposed to say that. A bit oblivious.
Sven got up off the bench he was sitting down, phone still in hand. Upper body still on naked display. He puts on a smile and walks over to Justin.
Liam's smiling. He know's he's gonna like what comes next.
"Hey man, take a look at this. Girl sent me a nude and she's smoking." Sven said convincingly
"Oh, kick ass... lemme see." Justin said looking up smiling and grabbing Sven's phone with both hands. Justin's smile turned to confusion as he doesn't see what he was told he'd see.
"What's this, it's just a-" before Justin could finish the sentence, Sven swung his knee into the dirty blondes blue nylon singlet, compressing his large pouch. Justin let out painful grunt as he fell to the floor.
"Watch your fucking mouth Justin." Sven spat at him from above. Justin's on the floor, knees pulled in, hands cradling his sensitive bits, almost flopping like a fish. He's taking in sharp breathes like he can't breathe.
"Yeah Justin. You silly goose, you." Liam said laughing.
Justin couldn't respond. The only noise he was making was his intense breathing, along with the occasional groan and moan.
"Hope he already had his match?" Sven said looking up at Liam.
"Yeah, both of us have. Both won of course, thanks to the example you set." Liam said laughing.
"Even Justin learned from me?"
"Not sure actually. He might've, his guy seemed a bit skittish a couple times. Doing a good job at hiding it, if so. A natural." Liam said smiling.
"Brings a tear to my eye." Sven said.
Both looked down at Justin, who's gently weeping it seems.
"Not as many tears as big guy here." Liam said.
"Yeah, well he deserves it. Remember that." Sven said looked up.
"Yessir!" Liam said, saluting to his captain.
Sven laughed at his teammate. He playfully backhanded Liam's bulge, causing the boy to cringe, but hold position.
"At ease." Sven said laughing.
Liam brought his hand to his groin and held his package, doubled over slightly.
"I'll be heading out. Girl gonna shower me in victory." Sven said smiling.
"Lucky dog. I'll make sure our mutual friend here gets home okay."
Justin, now motionless let out a painful moan.
"My fucking balls...." He let out with a frail voice.
"Had what was coming to you. Don't be an idiot next time." Sven said picking up his phone and heading back to his locker to get ready to head out. When he sets out to leave, Justin's still on the floor and Liam's sitting next to him, talking to him. Liam sends a nod Sven's way and Sven returns the gesture, and he leaves.
Sven is a good captain. He's a leader to his team and is someone most of them look to. He's smart and a great wrestler. But he commands respect from his teammates when in the locker room, on the "field" or anything wrestling related. He's the captain, and he wants to be treated that way. It's not that he doesn't like being joked with, or is off limits or anything. But he has boundaries and if you don't treat them and him with respect, he will let you know. And you will learn.
It's just how it has to be.
Sven gets outside as he keeps on texting this girl he's really been into. Smiling and happy that she's willing to send him these pictures.
Then his girlfriend shows up.
"Sven!" He hears, looking up turning his phone off.
"Maggie!" Sven says with a smile. She runs up to him and jumps into his arms. Maggie's a lovely girl. Short side, 5'2 but has a full bra and looks great in the yoga pants she's sporting. A brunette with a couple freckles and gorgeous green eyes.
"You won your match?" She asked.
"Of course baby. You told me to." Sven said
"Oh, is that why you won? For me?" Maggie asked sweetly.
"Well. He was a shit wrestler too." Sven said with a smile. "But even if he was good, I'd still win for you. Because you're my girl."
Maggie's heart melted at the comments from this teenage heartthrob. Maggie is really into Sven, and she wants to do nothing but make him happy.
But Sven is Sven. Better or for worse.
"You're a great boyfriend." Maggie said looking into his dashing blue eyes.
Sven smiles at Maggie and says "I know."
They kiss a warm kiss. But it doesn't last long.
"Hey! Mr. Captain!"
Sven pulls away and turns his head to the origin of noise. He see's two people. A green eyed brunette who looks oddly familiar and a black haired boy with brown eyes. He's taller than the other, and looks stronger too.
"That's me. Fans?" Sven asked, smiling.
The two walked up to Sven. The black haired boy in front. Almost in a threatening pose.
"You played dirty." He said
Sven smirked. He knows where this is heading now. He moved his girl to the side and stood up to them.
"Did I? Referee didn't say anything. Not sure wh-"
"Fuck off. Don't give that bullshit!" Green eyes yelled.
"Listen, I know you're bothered you lost. But the better man won." Sven said confidently.
"You fought dirty." Green eyes said with disgust.
Sven shook his head. He's no stranger to other teams coming up to him and complaining about his tactics. Not his problem they lose. But they like to make it an issue.
"All right. Let's say you're right. What are you gonna do? 2 on 1 beat me up? That doesn't seem very fair either." Sven said.
The two looked at each other. They turned back and faced Sven.
"You get what's coming to you." The stronger of the two said.
Sven laughed and nodded. He jumped in place and got himself loose. Wearing just a white tee and white Adidas track pants, both that hug his strong body very well. Blue eyes scanning his opponents. Green eyes is wearing white basketball shorts and light blue shirt. His friend is wearing tight light blue jeans and a black v-neck.
"All right boys. I have a date tonight, let's get this over with." Sven said smiling. Confident.
"You're not gonna be able to go on any date, dickhead." Brown eyes said as he swung his fist at Sven. Sven dodged it, and with lightning speed threw a jab at the boys abs, causing him to back up into green eyes. Wasn't too painful, but caused him to flinch and move his hands to his body.
"Okay, okay. You're quick." Brown eyes said, circling Sven. Sven kept on eye on him, but remembered to keep track of Green eyes, so he wouldn't get any openings.
Brown eyes sent a fist at Sven, Sven side stepped and caught his arm. Just then, Green eyes went on the attack too, going for a punch of his own. Sven ducked underneath this, and with his free hand grabbed a fistful of Green eyes' balls and squeezed hard.
A high pitch yelp came out as a result and Green eyes sent his hands down to his crotch. His white basketball shorts offered no protection, as Sven easily found his meaty orbs that he had a hold of not so long ago. Sven looked at Green eyes, and they were pleading. Sven pulled down, causing Green eyes to shriek and fall down to his knees. With his other arm, Sven sent Brown eyes' arm into his buddy's face, causing him to fall back as Sven let go of his nuts. Green eyes was on the floor, dazed. Brown eyes was still standing, looking down at his buddy. Sven took the opportunity spear to Brown eyes, and made sure to fall with his knee directly between his legs, on the zipper side of his tight jeans.
"AHHHHH" Leaves the stud's mouth as Sven crushes his plums. Sven looks into the face of this guy. It's scrunched, distorted and in obvious pain. His lip quivering, as Sven puts more pressure on brown eye's crotch. Brown eyes start watering and gritting his teeth. Sven rears his knee back and sends it into his pouch once again.
"FUCK" He screams as he crawls away from Sven, hand holding his injured orbs. Crawling away, breathing heavily. He lets out a painful moan as he curls into a ball, kicking his feet. Sven smirks at his handiwork.
He turns around and see's the green eyed kid, starting to get up. Hand still holding his package. Green eyes stares at Sven.
"Even with help from your boyfriend, you can't touch me." Sven says laughing, walking towards Green eyes.
He's standing up now, a bit hunched, but standing up. He puts his dukes up, but he now knows what Sven knew the moment he laid eyes on him.
He knows that Sven is going to win.
Green eyes sends a fist at Sven, but he side steps. Another fist is thrown, and Sven gracefully moves out of the way. Sven's sly grin burns into Green eyes, as a fit of rage comes over him.
"AHHHHH" is yelled out, as he goes for a upwards kick, aimed at Sven's groin. It wasn't very well aimed, not that it would matter. Sven grabbed his leg before it connected and looked up at his adversary. His eyes are wide, as he's hopping up and down on his one leg.
"That was a dirty move." Sven said laughing.
Sven lifted his leg up and snap kicked Green eyes between his legs, causing a loud SMACK to caress Sven's ears as this handsome kid's balls smack into his pelvis. Green eye's sends his hands to his groin as a pitiful noise leaves his mouth. Sven moves in, throwing the leg in his hand down. Sven punches the doubled over boy's abs. Knee in the face, swinging his head up; a punch in the throat, gagging. Hands sent to his throat, stepping back, having trouble breathing. Sven goes in for the kill, arching his fist up, then sending it soaring through the air, going on a downwards slope, aimed directly towards the hot losers testicles. Green eyes cross as a sickening thud signals the end of the fight.
Sven's fist comes straight up, from below. Smashing the brown haired hunk's balls, crushing them, lifting him off the floor. The pain overwhelms him as he knows nothing else. The boy doubles over, and tries to fall. But Sven doesn't make it so easy for the sexy green eyed boy. Sven twists his hand that's already shoved it's way between the boys legs and grabs his jewels. Sven looks at the boy. His legs twitch, his mouth trying to move. But he's stuck.
"Don't interrupt me and my girl again." Sven says as he starts to put pressure on green eyes balls. His knees feel weaker as the pain becomes more and more prevalent. Absolute agony overwhelms.
Sven digs his nails into his frail nuts and tries to pop them. Green eyes start watering and his mouth opens in a silent cry. He leans onto Sven for support. Ironic how he leans on him for support because of the engulfing torment Sven himself is inflicting upon him.
"Please..." Green eyes lowly lets out
"Can't hear you. Say it again, man." Sven says as he twists his hand and pulls back on his hand. Green eyes yelps.
"FUCK, my balls please. They're gonna popAHHHH" He lets out as Sven puts all his pressure on just his right testicle. Green eyes genuinely feels like his nut's are going to pop. He's going to lose his nut, his chance at fatherhood. A sudden jolt of energy comes over him as he starts squirming, screaming. In a last ditch effort, he sends his head straight into Sven's face, catching the cocky blonde off guard. Sven let go of green eye's nut and stumbled back, holding his own nose.
"FUCK" Sven screamed out, checking for blood. He's bleeding a bit.
Sven looked back at the kid. His hands buried in his crotch, he's on his knees. He looks up at Sven, with eyes that beg. Scared puppy.
"You're going to fucking regret that." Sven said, almost a new person now. He sprinted at the kid who's on his knees. Sven screamed a warcry as he raised his foot in the air, held it in, then shot in out straight into the kids face as he fell to the floor. Sven landed past the wrestler, as the green eyed boy is flipped inside out by the sheer force of the kick. He lands on his stomach, face down. Sven stands up, walks around and see's the teen. Sprawled on the floor, legs spread. Sven wastes no time, and sends a kick between his spread legs. A blood-curdling scream leaves the brown haired boy's mouth as he reacts to the unexpected kick and starts writhing.
"AHFUCK. MY BALLS OH GOD!" He cries out, moaning painful moans, coughing. His hands down his shorts, trying to nurse the source of his torment.
Sven looks down in disgust and kicks the kid in his ribs. Sven then lifts his right foot and pushes down on the handsome kids face, trying to push his foot into the ground, but this little shit's head's is in the way.
"This is WHAT YOU FUCKING GET!" Sven screams at him, putting pressure on his head. The kid is squirming, hands trying to get Sven's foot off his head. He's lying on his side, kicking his legs, bloody nose. He's miserable.
Sven takes his foot off his head and before Green eyes reacts, sends another kick to his already ultra-sensitive testicles.
"FUCK" is screamed in a higher pitch as he brings his hands down to his aching danglers. He's weeping now, curled in a ball. Fetal position, wrapped in suffering. Sven still isn't done.
He flips him over and sits on his chest, looking at his eyes. He's terrified.
"I'm sorry..." Green eyes pathetically states.
"You fucking better be." Sven spit at him, punching him in the face. Once. Twice.
He's a complete mess, and Sven is unhinged. Sven has every intention to beat him like a dead horse, but he's pulled back.
"Stop, you've made your point. You're gonna kill him."
Sven is about to assault who stopped him, but he held back at the last moment. It's Maggie. She's covering her face.
Sven realizes the situation. He closes his eyes and breathes in. He re-opens them.
"I'm sorry." He said looking back at his handiwork.
Green eyes is curled in a ball. Weeping. Blood on the floor and his blue shirt. His friend crawled over to him, and is checking up on him.
Sven nods and looks back at his girl. She's frightened at the beast her man has become.
"I'm sorry, I got carried away. It's still me." Sven said smiling, trying to comfort Maggie. She seems hesitant at first, but he pulls her in for a hug. It's warm.
"I won't get like that again. I don't know what came over me." Sven said, holding Maggie tight. She starts crying in his arms. Sven pulls back, and walks with her.
Sven knows exactly what he did. He gets like this sometimes. But it's never an issue, and it won't start being one. He just needed to assert himself. But he needs his girl to calm down. He needs her to trust him.
Sven holds her head softly and kisses her head. Maggie feels better now.
"Let's go back to my place so I can clean up. Then we can go out and have a nice time. That sound good?" Sven said with a smile.
Maggie looked up at her man. He's wearing a friendly smile with a bloody nose. She nodded her head.
"Great." Sven said, pulling her close. Before they leave, Sven turns to face the wreckage. Green eyes is still on the floor, an absolute mess. His friend is sitting on his legs, one hand on his groin. The other trying to clean his friends face.
Sven smiles and turns back around. Today was a good day, he thinks to himself.
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