From the beggining

[Roberta]

The very first time I remember hiting a guy there it was when I was playing a waterpolo like game with my family. We split the teams between boys and girls and I was by far the youngest, but also the fiercest and charged into the other players like a raging bull. My biggest nemesis during this match was my youngest uncle. The age diference between us was very small and he was a cocky teenager by the time and as eager as me to win the game by whatever it took.

Of course that given our weight, height and age difference I was a little more than an anoyance to him but that dind't stoped me at all. I always was a good swimmer so I presented certain chalenge to him, wich made he resort to push me underwater to avoid my advances and that was when it happened.

He got hold of my head and pushed me underwater, but this time he would'nt let go. I was very good at holding my breath, but during the game I didn't had time to catch much air, so I was getting out of breath really fast, and wasn't strong enough to pry his hand out of my hair. I tought to myself "I'm gonna claw him with my nails, that way it will hurt and he will let me go" so I reached out my hand and got hold of him and grabbed really hard. The thing is, while underwater I was at exact height to reach for his sack.

I didn't knew what I've grabbed, nor did I cared at the time, I just felt that soft squishy part in my hand, knew that it wasn't his muscles, and tought "good. now I can squeeze harder". So I just squeezed with all my strengh his almost bare testicle trough his swimming trunks and it got an almost instant effect. He let go of me and I got back to the surfface, but I was MAD at him for what he done and decided that I need to hurt him a little more. Whatever was that I was doing seemed to work.

The thing is, when my mom and aunts saw what I was doing they started to laugh their asses off. I can't really remember the boys reaction to all of it, but I remember that since they were laughing so much I should just continue doing it. My mother stoped laughing enough to tell me stop because it was hurting my uncle really bad, so I did, but the whole thing to this day still seems very amusing to me.

[none66666]

Such a great story. Thanks for sharing. Did you ever get him again, or did you ever fake him out?

[Dann]

when did you decided to free him?

was he able to continue playing?