I Win...

[John H]

This a play fight that went wrong and then went oh so right...

A few years ago, a friend of mine, quite a few years older than me (10 years), used to play fight with me, you know, the usual walk past each other and bump hips, or that soft punch on the arm, stuff like that.  Now when I was younger I studied martial arts for 9 years, and that never really leaves you, so I still remember how to manipulate joints and put people in holds and get out of trouble etc.  Anyway, the one evening I went around to visit her and we were play-fighting as usual and I grabbed her pressure point in her arm.  She was not a big fan of this at all, for obvious reasons.  Anyway, we went back to normal, civil conversation when she reached over and tried to grab the same pressure point on me, but it didn't work, so in retaliation I grabbed her again and she recoiled and said I was cheating.  Now I'm sure if anyone is reading this you have an idea of what was said next...  She said that I must show her where that pressure point is, which I refused to do (as I now had the advantage), I also said that she must figure it out for herself...  Her reply was simply "I bet your balls are pressure points!?".  I swallowed deeply!!!  Of course, trying not to show my immediate fear and shock, I replied "well I guess so, luckily you wouldn't...?".  I think she might have picked up the nervousness in my voice through the poorly disguised attemp at bravado.  She then replied "Well, you better be careful, or else.".  Fortunately, I also sensed hesitation and nervousness in her voice which made me slightly more brave than I should have been... D'oh!

Did I happen to mention that she is actually quite an attractive lady, not your supermodel types, just attractive and she has managed to take care of herself to the point where people guess that she's 10-15 years younger than she actually is.  Anyway, I digress.

This friendly play fighting carried on for weeks, and it developed into one of those "I win!" games.  You know, I put you in a wrist lock and you can't move, I win!  You pinch me and get away before I retalliate, you win...  So as the weeks of 'I win' carried on, the ball-grabbing questions and threats continued.  The questions were along the lines of "what do you think hurts more, a ball being grabbed or being kicked?", or "What would happen if a guy's balls were grabbed, what could you do in your defence?", I think you get the drift.  Basically it boiled down to it that she figured out what way she could win "I win!"...  For me, it was the grab and squeeze, and then hold until I conceded, I didn't tell her that, but with the answers she'd received, it wasn't rocket science. First mistake.  She also asked if guys could punch girls in self-defence if they've been hit in the balls, or if the girl had them in her hands, squeezing.  My reply, and I'm sure some might differ, was that it is possible for some guys to withstand the pain long enough to get out of a situation, some guys it has virtually no effect on for a while then it hit's them, and some guys drop like stones, it's all subjective (oh, please excuse that line of pun's, unintended).  But what I did say (second mistake) was that usually, if it's play fighting with a friend, most guys would never try to punch or physically hurt the girl that did it, because it was probably an accidental knee, or just a threatening grab done playfully...  Anyhoo, I think she got all the information she was mining for.  So, like I said, the weeks continued, bumping shoulders, fake punches thrown towards the groin area, (I threw fake flicking fingers towards her breasts), the occasional arm lock, slap on the back-side, all jokey jokey.  However, the comments had moved on from "I'm going to punch you in the balls one day" and "Oooh, if I grab your balls, you are in trouble Mister!" to "WHEN I get you, I'm going to get you good!"  and "Your 2 pressure points are going to get it soon!".  My third mistake was taking this as friendly banter and not "Hey dude, get the f**k out of there, your balls are on her radar, and she's going to own them!".

So, the one day I'm visiting, and we're sitting in the lounge, just had a cup of tea and I pick up her shoe and throw it in the kitchen.  She tells me to go and fetch it to which I replied "Make me!".  Jesus, I'm an idiot!  Anyway, I'm wearing a baggy pair of shorts by the way, and don't ask why, but for some reason, I'm going commando that day too.  So, after acting all brave, she get's up and punches me on the arm as she walks past to fetch her shoe, that's when the 'fight' started.  I grab a pressure point, she pinches an arm, soft punching, then I get her in a head-lock but only for a second, just to show that I was winning. Now you can imagine the constant belting out of "I win!" which was followed by the other person retalliating and shouting out "I win".  We ended up wrestling on the floor, but fortunately she is quite small and light, not that I'm the Incredible Hulk, far from it, more like Edward Norton before he got angry, but I'm big enough and have sufficient training to manipulate the hell out of her.  After about 15 minutes of fighting, we're both out of breath, sweating like crazy and decided to call a truce, to which I agreed, but still threw in the final "I did win though...!".  I checked the time and realised that I should probably head home.  To get to the door, I had to walk past the couch which she was standing next to, so I had to pass between her and the couch, to put you in the picture.  The arm of the couch is just above knee height, so if you walk into it it locks your knees up and you fall over forwards, if you are such an idiot to walk into the couch.  After all our weeks of fighting, she also figured out the pressure point on my arm, and I could see that she was shaping up to grab my arms, so instead of running past or going to other way around the couch, I turned my back on her and had to 'crab-walk' (you know, step to the side, feet together, step to the side, feet together) past her, between her and the couch, keeping my arms out-stretched infront of me so that she couldn't reach them, pretty smart huh...?  That was where the wheels fell off the bus.  As I stepped past her, 'step to the side', she gives me this almighty shove in the back.  My knees hit the couch, they lock up and I fall forwards onto the couch, bent over like i'm about to have, what I can only assume it would be like, a prostate exam.  Before I could do anything, I felt a certain warmth and tightness around my right testicle, I think my left one knew what was coming and got the fuck out of dodge.  So she's got me, right, then all feel is the warmth of her breasts on my back as she leaned over to whisper in my ear, "O-oh...". *Gulp*!  I tried to grab her hand away and she just said "I don't think so, move your hand...", and as she said it, she just squeezed slightly harder so that I released my grip on her hand and my stomach went into that spasm... "It seems like someone forgot his underwear, or he's wearing boxers?" she said, all of this whispered in my ear.  "There definitely doesn't feel like there is anything protecting this little guy, hmmm, where's the other one?".  That's when she reached back with her right had, feeling around for Mr Left (I don't have names for them, but that seemed appropriate).  She tracked the left one down "There he is" she said and then, this sent shivers up my spine, she said "I'll save him for a little while." right in my ear again, the warmth of her breath giving me goose flesh, and at the same time she slowly started to squeeze my right nut until my legs started to shake.  I couldn't scream or she would win, and I was convincing myself she would let go anytime soon and I'd get her back immediatly.  NOPE.  She whispered in my ear "Say it, say it, who wins? Say it and it will all stop.".  Of course, this is all making me freaking hard as a rock, I can feel the head of my penis tapping my belly button as it was pushing up through the band of my shorts.  I tried to grab her hand away again, but she just squeezed harder momentarily and then eased up slightly when I moved my hand away.  By this stage my legs were starting to go num, but I wasn't going to give in.  my head and chest had sank onto the couch with my backside high in the air.  I looked under my body, between my legs and saw the little guy poking out of my shorts and just slightly further back I could see her hand in a clenched fist knowing that Mr Right was buried between her palm and fingers.  I kept on denying that she'd won when she said "Well then, 1 didn't do it, lets see if 2 are more convincing...".  I felt her hand run slowly down my back, across my buttocks down my thigh and back up the inside of my thigh into my crotch.  As she felt around, she palmed my left testicle but her fingers brushed my penis and she realised that I was aroused, to the obvious remark "what have we here...?  Oooh, I've got an idea.".  She then gripped my two testicles in her right hand, giving them a good squeeze, as if to introduce them by a giant bear hug, and then slid her left hand down my left leg, and then back up the inside of my shorts.  I said "You can't do that, I'm not, uh...", "wearing any underwear, I figured that out" she replied.  She then put her right hand, that was holding my nuts from outside my shorts, into her left hand that was inside my shorts, and then proceeded to squeeze my nuts until they both squirted out into her left hand where she caught both of them and clamped down on them again.  She then got my left one and pinched it between her fingers and thumb, making up for lost time I'm guessing.  she then began to open and close her left and slightly around my nuts, keeping pressure on them the whole time, going from bearable to total pain every 5 seconds or so.  Her right hand now slid up my shorts, where she found a purple helmet sticking out the top of them.  She slowly squeezed the head and then slipped her hand inside and wrapped it around my shaft.  She then said, "I'm about to win!", and gave an approving "hmmmm".  She then proceeded to jerk me off, the whole time squeezing my balls and letting go, squeezing and letting go, I'll be honest, it was fcuking amazing!  I just couldn't contain myself, I kept on saying that this wasn't fair and that she was cheating but she just replied that there were no rules in this and kept on asking if my balls were sore.  That question made me even harder, and she giggled every time she asked it because she already knew the answer.  I kept on warning her to stop because she was going to make me cum and that would be a mess, but the entire time I was hoping she wouldn't and that she would just keep going all night, or at least until I exploded.  That wasn't far away.  I remember one of the last things that she said that pushed me over the top, I said "Stop or you are going to make me cum everywhere", and she replied "I know...", 'Hmmmmm'd' one more time and squeezed really hard that my legs collapsed, the air raced out of my lungs and at the same time went faster on my cock.  I came like I'd never done before.  It was as if I'd taken a vow of celibacy for 2 months and I'd been storing the little swimmers in my legs!  There was cum everywhere, the inside of my shirt, my shorts, the couch, the floor, everywhere.  She slowed down with her hand on my shaft, and gradually let my balls go, but every now and then she would make me flinch by quickly grabbing them again.  She eventually pulled her gooey hand from my shorts, let go of my balls, put her and infront of my face, and then moved so that she could look me in the eyes, our faces so close I could feel her heat, only separated by her hand.  I could see her toothy grin as she had this look of total satisfaction on her face, her eyes soft and satisfied and she whispered "I win...".  I couldn't argue.  After getting cleaned up I left abruptly, defeated.  She phoned me the next day, just as we'd done every other day and had a normal conversation, as normal, but just before she hung up she told me that after I left she gave herself the biggest DIY orgasm she had ever had and that she didn't know that such a little thing would give her such power.  It was amazing.

Well, if anyone has read this, I hope I haven't put you to sleep!  Just one last thing, this all really happened, but you are all the first people, be it strangers, that I've ever told about this.

[Arnold O]

That's one of the best little stories I've ever come across. Thank you so much! 

[Jacob]

Amazing story!! Thanks a lot for sharing!

[Mallory {The Boss}]

I am not one for stories, but this was incredibly hott... the giant bear hug (hahaa)
and the peeking thru the shorts brought back some lovely memories ;) I loved the descriptive
detail...so well written. You paint one helluva sexy picture, John--thanks for sharing :)

[Kurt Stuart]

Hey dude, I don't comment a lot on here but felt this story was completely worth it. Excellent man!! Loved it.

[John H]

Thanks for the messages, just happy to share, and re-live it again.

[Smoo]

Wow, that was both very well written and a great story!  I love the realism and the details in both the dialogue as well as the feelings/nervousness/excitment you had!  Amazing!  :)  lastly: you lucky bastard!

[John H]

That was pretty much the start of a long 2-3 months.  The fighting pretty much dried up except when people were around, because then it was 'safe', but as soon as there was an opportunity, and we were alone, I knew I was in shit!  I remember one time I was helping to pack the dished into a dish washer and a similar thing where as I bent over, she snuck up behind me, quickly grabbed and squeezed and said that someone was coming and I'd better pretend that nothing had happened or she'd do it properly as soon as they left the kitchen.  She shen squeezed hard for about 2 seconds, let go, smiled and just stood there 'talking' to me as if we were in the middle of a conversation.  It's not easy to pretend that everything is fine and normal when that dull pain is cramping through your body.  She just stood there and smiled, and as the person left, she told me that I was lucky this time...  Little incidences like that carried on for a while.  Unfortunately, shortly after that I moved to London so it all stopped.  Now that I'm back here, I got married, so obviously that boundary isn't crossed anymore...

[Beaten13]

Thumbs up!

[Daniel A.]

wow

fantastic

[CC]

You should have said that you won over the phone. :)

 

Awesome story though, lol.