Mother's Day

Very quickly written short story.  Not a lot of character development, but straight to the point.  Odds are its a one and done story, aka no future parts.

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            Jenny and her husband Frank had two sons, Jim and Dan.  Every Mother’s Day they would all present their balls for her to kick, knee, punch, slap, do whatever she wanted to them.  A few years ago, she started a new game or challenge for the six balls she owned.

 

            She had a random number generator for the number of kicks to give to each of them.  She would set it minimum 1 to a maximum of 100.  No one had ever gotten 100, the highest was 87 for Dan one year.  If the number was a double number, 11, or 22, or 33, ect… They would get that many kicks and a second random number generated.

 

            If that second number generated was the any double number, they would lose one testicle.  If the number was not a double number, they would get that many additional kicks to their balls.  So, the odds of them double numbers are around 8.26% for each time.

 

            Jim one year had an 11 on his first one and then after his 11 kicks, it was a 61 and he got his 61 additional kicks.  Jenny was upset as when she did the next number for Frank it was 66.  He got his 66 kicks and then it was a 3.  Most of the time it was not double numbers.  The odds were in the boy’s favor, and she knew that but liked kicking their balls.

 

            This Mother’s Day, Frank presented his balls to his wife for kicking, 37 was the number of kicks.  Next Jim, 71 kicks for his balls.  She took a brief break as 71 kicks is a workout.  Dan presented his balls, 33 kicks to his balls.  She did the 33 kicks and then ran a new number.  It finally happened, 55.  A round two double number!

 

            She yelled out in joy that she was finally taking a testicle.  Dan, unsure of what to do asked for his 55 kicks, which she gladly did for the last time on one of his testicles.  After the kicks she gave him the option to pick how she would take one testicle, or he could decide what testicle to give to his mom.  He looked down at his balls and told her to take his right one.

 

            She said that then she would decide on how to take his right testicle.  She did not know what to pick, burdizzo, crushing, popping, removal…. She said he would have one hour to say goodbye to his right testicle.

 

            Dan spent the hour masturbating and had cum three time before his mom walked in the room and told him to stop just as he was about to cum a fourth time.  Dan asked if he could cum one more time as he was close.  She said that she would give him a blowjob, but only his right testicle would make one last load of sperm.

 

            She put an elastrator band on his left testicle which would stop any sperm from leaving that testicle.  She started to suck her son’s cock and soon he was on the edge again.  She slowed up a bit and lightly squeezed the right testicle saying I wonder if it knows the last sperm this ball will make will be swallowed.  All the years of sperm production gone as the last load swallowed, not even a chance to get close to a pussy.

 

            Dan was now about to cum as she went back to sucking his cock.  A few moments later he was cumming as his mom was letting it all go into her mouth.  She did not miss a drop, as she looked in her son’s eyes and swallowed it all.  She said that was the last load that testicle will make as she pulled out the burdizzo.

 

            She pulled his right testicle down and placed the clamp behind it on the cords.  She centered it and then slowly closed till it was meeting resistance.  She told her son that she was going to clamp down on the count of three and then hold it closed for 30 seconds.

 

One

Two

Three

 

            She forced the burdizzo closed on her son’s right testicle cords.  Dan screamed in pain ash she started to count to 30.  After 30 seconds, she opened the burdizzo and felt her sons right testicle and cords.  She said it was a clean break and clamp.  Dan was too groggy in pain to know what was happening as she was putting away the burdizzo.

 

            About ten minutes later, she remembered that she need to free the left testicle from the elastrator band.  She cut off the band and the flow of blood and life back to the left testicle woke him up a bit.  She flicked the left testicle and Dan winced in pain; she knew his left one was OK for now.

 

            She said it was a great Mother’s Day and next year Dan had better hope to not get two double numbers as he would lose his left testicle.