Tammy Part 2

By Jason:

So the days went by, spring sports began, and Tammy and I remained on what seemed like good terms. We would still chat during class occasionally, but I never worked up the courage to ask her to hangout again. With practice after school, it would be a little harder anyways.

One day though, Mr. Ramirez finally had enough of our chatter in the back of the room, and gave us both a detention.

"Mr. Ramirez, that isn't fair," Tammy pleaded.

"Listen, I've been putting up with you two all year, and I'm sick of it," he answered.

I didn't get in trouble much, and this was my first detention I'd ever received. I wasn't too thrilled about it, especially since I have tennis practice after school, and didn't want to be late.

"But I have softball practice. And Jason has tennis practice, right?" as she looked at me. I nodded yes. "Can we just consider this our last warning?" Tammy continued. Being the hot, athletic girl that she is, she's probably used to being able to get out of things.

"No. You can be late. End of discussion. I'll see you both this afternoon."

Practice started at 3, right when detention ends. So my plan was to rush down to the locker room, get changed quickly, then jog to the tennis courts, which weren't located on school grounds but certainly within walking distance. Tammy, I guess feeling bad, offered to give me a lift since she didn't mind being late. "Sure, thanks," I said. And we agreed to meet outside the locker room sometime after 3.

Detention was boring, but I was able to get a lot of homework done. Once 3 rolled around, I made my way downstairs to the locker room. I was semi-rushing, but also accepting the fact that I was gonna be late and have to tell my coach what happened anyways. It was strange being in the locker room with no one else in it. No one else to look at, first of all. I'm straight, but I can't help but be curious what some of the hot guys look like with their clothes off.

Usually I change quickly because I don't feel comfortable doing it in front of a lot of people. But this time I relaxed and took my time. I had just finished putting my red athletic shorts on while I was facing the lockers. And then, out of no where, I felt something.

"Ugghhhhh," I screamed. Waves of pain rushed to my balls. My body went limp, my heart pounded. Tammy had snuck up on me and had my privates in a firm grip. She used her leverage to push my lean body up against the lockers kind of hard. Still squeezing me, she began to chuckle a little.

"Gotcha," she said. And then finally let go.

"What'd you do that for?" I asked exhaustingly, after collapsing to my knees.

"Aww poor baby, clutching his nuts," she taunted me. "Haha no real reason. One because you're late and I wanted to make sure you were in here. Two because you've been really cute lately, and you had your back to me. So I couldn't resist."

I just shook my head, still showing obvious pain, and didn't say much. "Not so funny when it happens to you, huh?" she asked.

I was back on my feet now, and before I could even offer an answer, she gave me a half-playful backhand slap to the nuts, and then smiled.

"Ugghh," I grunted, and held my nuts pretty hard, for both comfort and protection. I started to feel very helpless, like she was able and willing to put me in as much pain as she wanted to. It was sort of thrilling to be at her mercy like that, but this was enough pain for one day, and I hoped it would stop.

"You ready to go to practice?" she asked.

"Sure," I said, even though I was in too much pain to have a strong opinion about anything.

"Cool... oh wait," Tammy replied. "One thing first." And then, to my delightful astonishment, she leaned in to kiss me.

My heart rushed, my dick swelled, and for a moment my balls forgot about the horrible pain Tammy had them in. I leaned in to kiss her back, elated to finally do it.

"Oooowwwwwww," I cried next. She tricked me. She had no intentions of kissing me, and landed a knee to my crotch instead. From the emotional high of kissing the hottest girl in school to the low of getting a knee to the groin, and rolling around the locker room floor in pain, all in the blink of an eye.

I eventually settled on my stomach, holding my nuts, and trying to hide my watery eyes. One or two full tears managed to make their way down my face. Tammy taunted me while I was lying there, telling me I was weak and afraid to fight her. She even called me pathetic, and said I was a wuss with weak nuts. I told her she caught me off guard and that it isn't fair to attack my nuts.

"Why?" she asked. "You can go after my tits or pussy, I don't care."

I really had no intention of doing that, both because it seemed so contradictory to every norm I was ever taught about respecting girls, and because I thought it'd just make her angrier and make her want to hurt me more. But in a last resort, I'd keep that in mind.

"You give up, Jason?" Tammy asked, while she poked her foot against my nuts from behind, while I still lay limp on my stomach.

"Give up? I didn't know this was a contest," I answered.

"Oh? Sarcastic are we?" she replied. And wound up to land the most painful blow yet. I guess I let my legs open up, and she had an opening to land a kick from behind me, while I lay there on my stomach. And it wasn't just any kick. She must have used every bit of her gorgeous leg muscles to drive home as much pain as possible.

"Oooofff, FUCK, ahh-owwww," I exclaimed while I rolled around on the ground, moaning. I quickly bolted to my feet, and tried to move away from her before she kicked me again. She was too quick though, and caught me, grabbing my upper body with her arms.

"Where you going, Jason?" she asked.

"Away from you," I replied, in a humble, defeated tone. It did not feel good to be abused from an older girl.

"Why?" she said, while she quickly put her hands inside my shorts, feeling my package through my white boxer briefs. "They hurt?"

"YES," I replied, mostly moaning through the pain, but also offering a hint of laughter at the situation.

"Aww, it's ok," she said, while she lowered my shorts, exposing me in my underwear. "I don't want you to hate me now," she said while rubbing my package and ass in a gentle way. My dick began throbbing and I couldn't help but let her see it. She didn't seem to mind though, because before I knew it, her lips were locked with mine and we were making out while she pressed me up against the lockers.

My shorts eventually fell to the floor, and the next thing I knew she had her hands inside my shirt, and began to lift that off. I gave her what I guess was an embarrassing look, and she smiled and said "It'll be better this way" as she took my shirt off.

So now I was wearing nothing but boxer briefs and socks, while I was making out with Tammy in the middle of the locker room. Wow, little did I ever imagine something like this would be happening when I woke up that day. I really hoped no one would come in, as I'd be likely to be in all sorts of trouble, on top of the embarrassment I'd feel. I didn't care though, I was making out with Tammy. Plus, it's not as if I had a choice.

"You look cute when you're naked," she said and smiled (even though I wasn't entirely naked), continuing to kiss me against the lockers. She moved her hand down towards my package, and began to massage my nuts. She put her hand around them, to show me she could hurt them if she wanted to, but just kept rubbing.

We made out for at least 2 or 3 minutes before she grabbed me again, and that familiar weak, helpless, and painful rush once again assumed control over my young, exhausted body. She had a firm grip of my package while I squirmed against the lockers, still being kissed by her a little.

"Listen," she said to me while she looked in my eyes, continuing to squeeze. "You can never tell anyone about any of this."

"..OK, OK," I insisted after a slight hesitation and a firmer squeeze.

"You promised anyways, remember?" she asked.

"I promised I wouldn't tell anyone about your stories," I clarified.

"Well, whether you realize or not," she said still holding on to my package but lightly now, "you're a story now."

I wasn't gonna argue with a girl who had her fist around my nuts, and it's not as if I'd really want to admit to having my nuts crushed like this anyways, so I assured her that I'd keep it a secret.

"Good," she said, tightening her grip again while I remained slouched against the lockers waiting desperately for Tammy to release my helpless sack. "And one more thing."

"What's that?" I asked, knowing damn well I'd do it anyways if the alternative was nut torture.

"We're going in the shower."

The locker room had a large common shower in it. I had never used it before, cause I was always afraid I'd get a boner in there and the other guys would see it, and maybe think I was gay. But I guess I was in for my first try.

"OK," I moaned. And finally, she released, leaving me to quickly double over with my head down and hands on my nuts, and then to fall all the way to the floor... again.

"Let's go, J," she said, picking me up by my arm and helping me over towards the shower.

She had a bag with her, and reached in to take out a bathing suit.

"Turn around and close your eyes," she said to me. "And if you dare cheat, you'll regret it. I'm gonna change real quick."

"Can I ask you something?" I questioned, while she was changing.

"Sure what is it?" she replied.

"...Do you always bring a bathing suit with you to school?" I asked her.

"No... I had an idea that I might be needing it today," she said with a matter of fact, almost cheerful tone.

Then I felt a pinch on my butt cheek. "OK you can turn around now."

She looked hot as all hell, in her white 2 piece bathing suit. My dick immediately swelled. We walked into the shower and she turned the water on, drenching me in my white boxer briefs. I was sort of embarrassed to be so exposed like that, as you could pretty well see the outline of my package through the fabric. Once I got sufficiently wet, I was basically naked in front of her.

We kissed for a few minutes, and then she hit me with a hard knee to the groin. I figured it might be coming, but that didn't make it hurt any less. I clutched my groin a bit but remained on my feet. Then she hit me with 2 simultaneous knees and sent me to the shower floor.

I felt so weak. There was nothing I could do. Tammy had total control of my private parts, and seemed determined to humiliate me.

"What's the matter, J?" she taunted me. "Don't like showering with girls?"

I was squirming in pain, eyes tearing, getting drenched, and not liking it. "Can you please stop? This is horrible," I muttered in obvious pain and embarrassment. "Can we please just kiss and stuff... I'll do whatever you want."

"THWACK," without even giving me a playful warning she wound up and landed a kick while I was already on the ground. This was totally unexpected, and brought the pain to a new level.

"OOOOFF," I groaned, shifting from very squirmy to totally limp and on the verge of passing out. I was totally defeated. I could never have imagined pain half this bad. She had my boy meat in a grip and did not seem to want to let go. I didn't know what else to do, so I used every ounce of will that I had, stood up, and threw a punch at Tammy.

She was able to block it without much trouble, and actually caught me against her side after I threw it. She hit me with 2 uppercuts to the stomach, still holding me after knocking the wind out of me, the faced me holding me up by my arms and hit me with a knee to the groin, which made me limp and filled my eyes with tears.

"Let's not fight back, OK?" Tammy said to me, still holding me.

"OK I promise," I answered.

Then Tammy began lowering my boxer briefs. First she loosened them off my waist, then she put her hands inside, exciting my prick, though my body was too beaten and exhausted to feel as much excitement as it should have. She finally lowered them to my knees, exposing my now half-erect cock and sore, beaten balls for her to see and touch. The water felt good up against my back, while Tammy put my package in her hands and gave me a kiss on the cheek, and then the neck.

She kissed my chest for a while, then my stomach, and eventually she worked her way down to her knees, where she looked up at me, smiled, and then gave me a quick kiss on my balls. My 6 inch dick was fully erect now, and Tammy opened her mouth and sucked it. I couldn't believe it. And boy was I ready to get off, despite the humiliation and pain I was feeling.

After a minute or so Tammy stopped, got to her feet and asked me "That's not enough for you to jizz?"

"Umm, I'm really close.. sorry, I'm just exhausted--"

"Shut up," she said. "I don't care what your excuse is, I just want to see that boy juice fly."

Then she thwacked me with a couple moderately hard knees to my naked groin. Her windup wasn't as hard, but her accuracy was perfect. "Let's go," she said.

Now she put her arms around me in a quasi hug, and began kissing my neck, hitting me with occasional light knees to the groin as well.

"Jizz. Do it," she kept insisting. "I wanna see you cum."

I kept stroking my rod while she kissed me and continued pounding my nuts. Finally, I felt like I was ready to blow. "I'm about to blow," I said.

She got on her knees, licked my balls, and let the cum fall near her neck and chest. "Only cause we're in the shower would I do that," she said.

Wow, what a rush

I was exhausted. To be honest, we both were. We stayed in the shower for a couple minutes to clean up, then Tammy shut the water off and said that we should get going before she got caught in there.

"Put your clothes back on," she said handing me my soaking underwear. "I'll wait for you in the gym and give you a ride."

It was already getting late, and by the time I got to practice it would probably be mostly over. Plus, I was exhausted. So I decided to just have Tammy drive me home. She didn't say much in the car, and I was sort of unsure how to initiate conversation after what just happened.

When we were approaching my house, I wasn't sure if I should invite her to hangout or not. "..So, umm, do you want to come in, or--"

"Ya sure, I don't have long though," she said.

So we went inside and I put my schoolbag down, then turned to her about to ask if she wanted a snack. She reached in and decided to violate my boy parts one more time. She grabbed my nuts softly and told me "You're so cute when you're naked, Jason."

She began to kiss me and squeezed harder. We kissed for about 3 minutes, but what seemed like an eternity with the constant pain to my already beaten nads. Finally, she gave me one more fierce squeeze, with her nails pressuring me even through my jeans. I gasped while she said "Bye Jason" with a big grin.

She let go, and I collapsed to the floor in defeated agaony while she walked out of the house.