John

            John was so happy.  His wife, Sarah, had just giving birth to their first child, a baby girl.  He was 22 and she was 21.  They met about 2 years ago and got married right away.  John was calling everyone to tell them the good news.  He called his sister and his mother.  When he spoke to his mother she was the most jubilant.

            About a month after the birth, John’s mom called and asked him to come over to do some house work for the weekend.  John checked with Sarah that she would be ok by herself and was off to his mother’s house.  She lived about a 1/2 days drive away.  John left early Friday morning and planned to be back Sunday evening.

            He arrived at his mom’s house around 11 in the morning.  He was talking to his mom about what need to be done around the house.  It was mostly busy work that she could have easily of done herself.  She was only 45 and in pretty good shape.  John went upstairs to take a shower after the long drive there.

He always liked showering here because his dad had installed a double duty water heater.  This meant that he could take extra long hot shows.  He liked hot showers because it made his balls hang low.  He always felt more of a man when they hung low.  After a lengthy show he admired himself in the mirror of the bathroom. 

            He would have masturbated in the bathroom, but he made a promise to his wife that he would not orgasm while he was away from her over the weekend.  He was kind of hoping to relieve himself since the last time he had sex was over 10 months ago and because of the new baby in the house the last time he masturbated was over 2 weeks ago.  He had a bad case of the blue balls.

            He went into the guest bed room to change and when he entered all of his clothes were gone.  He walked around for a minute with nothing but the towel to cover himself to try to find his clothes.  He called for his mom to ask her what happened to his clothes.  She yelled back that it was rude to ask questions across the house.

            He went down stairs to ask his mom and what he saw shocked him.  His mother, 45, was standing nude in the kitchen.  He apologized and turned around quickly.  She told him not to worry.  Even though it was his mother, his cock started to grow.  This was because he was horny because he had not cum in over 2 weeks.  He was now even more embarrassed.

            His mom walked over to him and said that she took all of his clothes and locked them away for the weekend.  She went on to tell him she knew all about how he had not cum in over 2 weeks.  Then she told him why he was here this weekend.  She sat him down at the kitchen table and told him to remove the towel.

            She asked him if he knew why he only had one other sibling, his older sister.  He did not know why.  She told him that after she had giving birth to his sister his mother, John’s grandmother, clamped one of his dad’s testicles.  Then after you were born I clamped the other testicle.  That is why you only have one sister.

            That is why you are here this weekend.  Your wife knows what I am doing and approves of our family tradition and wants to continue it with you.  Our family tree only has parents having no more then 2 children.  So I will be using the burdizzo on one of your testicles and the other your wife will do after you have a second child.

            She told him that if he loved his wife and newborn daughter and his mother that he would let her clamp one of his balls.  He was quite confused and aroused.  He was sitting across the table from the woman that castrated his father after she gave birth to him and now wants to castrate him.

            He had one question, that he was kind of embarrassed to ask his mother.  He was stumbling on the words when she butted in.  She told him that he can not cum until after she had castrated him.  His cock was hard as a rock and his mother could easily see it.  He said that he would do anything for his family and said yes.

            His mother asked him what testicle he wanted to keep his right or his left.  This was a tough choice for him.  He grabbed hold of his balls and looked up at his mom.  He told her to choose which ball she wanted to take.  All she could do was smile and say thank you.

            His mother told him that he could go at it right now but it would be more painful, or if he let her play around with his balls for awhile it would not hurt as much, plus it was more fun for her.  He said that he did not want to do it right now and would like to see her have some fun.  They agreed that at noon on Saturday she would clamp one of his balls.

            She told him to go into her room and bring down the 2 black duffel bags while she cleaned up from lunch.  He went upstairs with his cock still hard and his balls in the fate of his mothers hands.  He found the 2 big bags and came back down stairs.  He was still amazed that he was still hard for this long of time.

            His mother was sitting in the living room when John came down with the bags.  She told him to put the bags on the ground and stand next to his mother.  He stood next to his mom with his cock hard as a rock and his balls hanging lower then ever.  She took each of his balls in each of her hands.

            She rolled his balls around and was deciding which one to use the burdizzo on.  She looked up him and squeezed his left ball and said that she would take this one.  He was wincing in pain as she squeezed his left ball.  She released his balls and told him to kneel on the floor in the middle of the room.

            She went in to one of the bags and pulled out a pair of heels.  She put them on and walked over to her son.  She took a piece of rope and tied his hands behind his back and also tied his penis pointing up so it was out of the way.  She stood back and admired her work.  She told him that she was going to have a ball.

            She took a step forward and nailed her son in the balls with her right foot.  He tried to cover his balls bust his hands were tied tight.  Before he could fall over she kicked him again.  He was out of breath from the 2 kicks he just received from his mom.  She told him that the fun was just beginning.

            For the next hour she continued to kick his balls with different shoes.  She was laughing and smiling the whole time.  She gave his some time to rest after she had finished kicking his balls.  She untied his hands and told him to lie down on the floor, stomach down.

            He was lying down when his mother went behind him and pulled his balls down toward his feet.  He was down and his balls were laid out on the floor below his but.  They were a good 4 inches below his ass.  His mother was jubilant with what she was looking at.

            She put on her stilettos and walked towards John.  He was shaking in fear of what might happen next.  She placed the toe of each of her shoes on each of his balls.  She slowly increased the pressure until the balls slipped out.  She tried it again but they kept sliding out.

            She took some rubber bands and looped them around his balls.  Soon his balls were separated into their own sack and had no where to hide.  She once again placed the toe of her shoe on John’s balls.  She put more pressure on them as John was yelling in pain.

            She lifted her heels ever higher until she looked down and all of her weight was on her son’s balls.  She stood there for a minute while John yelled in pain.  She stepped down from her son’s balls and they bounced back to shape.  I guess the added sperm in your balls is acting as filler for them she said jokingly. 

            She wanted to test how full they were.  She turned around and placed the heels of her stilettos on each of his balls and stated to tilt her weight on to her son’s balls.  Shortly after stating she thought for a minute that she should only be doing this to the left ball since that was the chosen one.

            She placed all of her weight on the left ball briefly and watched as the ball dimpled in the middle around the heel and came back to shape.  She examined in more to discover that it was no longer round but that it had an indent in it from her heel.  She was happy with what pressure she could place on her son’s balls.

            It was 4 in the afternoon now and she let him rest while she prepared dinner.  After an hour John walked into the kitchen, with is cock still rock hard and still tied up.  He sat down at the table and asked how this was less painful.

            She answered him, while removing the rubber bands from his balls, that since his balls will be numb from the day of busting them, he will not feel the burdizzo as much.  He agreed in his some what delirious state.  She sat down as they ate dinner both still naked and he hard as a rock with his balls throbbing.

            After dinner she told him to stay in his chair while she cleaned off the table.  She took out a bunch of kitchen tools and laid them on the table.  She then tied John up to the chair with his legs spread open and his balls resting on the seat of the chair.

            She grabbed the spatula and started to beat her son’s balls into the chair.  All he could do was scream.  Next she took the salad tongs to pull and twist his balls.  She was smiling the entire time he was in pain.  She looked into his eyes as she twisted his balls this way and that way.

            Next she picked up the wooden spoon and smacked it against her hand as hard as she could.  The sound sent shivers down John’s spine.  She rubbed it against his balls before she started to hit them with the wooden spoon.  She used the wooden to crack both his testicles.  Then she focused on his left testicle.

            She pounded the left testicle for almost 30 minutes to soften it up.  She let him rest while she went to get some more toys.  She promised that there would be no more hitting for a little while.  She returned with a mug 3/4 full of hot water.  She told him that she wanted some testicle tea.

            She picked up his balls and placed them in the mug of hot water.  John grunted as his balls were being submerged in the hot water.  She continued to dip his balls in to the hot water until the water cooled off.  John’s balls were now hanging low in his sack.  His mom got up and went to get some other toys.

            She returned with a shoe lace and a heavy bag.  She dropped the bag on the floor with a thud and started to tie the sting around her son’s balls.  When she was done she told him to kneel on the floor.  She tied the bag of weights to the string and told him to stand up.

            John struggled to get up with the weight pulling down on his balls.  His mom offered to help.  She lifted the weights and told him to stand up.  He was able to stand now with the weights not pulling his balls down.  Once he was standing his mom dropped the weights.

            His balls we stretched to the limit.  He tried to sit down but his mom would not let him.  He was forced to stand there for about 10 minutes as the weight pulled his balls down.  She then removed the bag of weights and John let out a sigh of relief as she was tying a loop in the end of the string.

            She asked him to guess how much weight was hanging from his balls.  He guessed 50 pounds.  She laughed as she told him it was only 15 pounds.  She told him that she was just warming his balls up.  She put her foot into the loop and started to lift her other foot off the ground.  All that was holding her up was her son’s balls.

            She stood there while her son grunted in pain had his balls were forced to hold up his mother.  Finally after what seemed like an eternity she stepped down.  John looked down at his balls and they were about 6 inches lower then they were before.  All John’s mom could do was laugh.

            After she had removed the string she told him that she was getting tired and that they should go to bed soon.  She retrieved a couple of items.  First she placed a remote dog shock around John’s balls and locked it in place.  Then she placed him in a chastity belt.  She did not want him to have an unauthorized release during the night.

            She tested the shock collar and nothing happened.  She was pissed until she realized that it was set to low.  She moved it to full and tested it again.  John jumped in pain.  His hands trying to protect his balls, but he could do nothing as they were being shocked.

            She was satisfied and told him to take the garbage out to the street.  He asked if he could get some clothes, she answered with a shock to his balls.  She told him that on the farm the closest neighbor was about a mile away and it was almost dark.  What she did not tell him is that the street was about 100 yards from the house.

            He walked out the back door and grabbed the garbage can and started to walk down the driveway.  He was terrified that some one might see him out there naked with the shock collar around his balls and in a chastity belt.  He was trying to be quite until his mom zapped his balls.  He let out a little yelp.

            She continued to zap his balls while he was taking out the trash.  Finally he was done.  When he got to the door his mom asked him to go the barn and get the burdizzo for her.  He went into barn and grabbed the burdizzo for his mom.  He was looking at it when his mom shocked his balls.

            He returned to the house and gave the burdizzo to his mom.  She sent him to his room to sleep.  She had set up his room with the TV and the DVD player.  She set it up to constantly play porn for him.  She knew that this would make his blue balls and begging for release.  He tried to sleep but the porn and his mom randomly zapping his balls kept him up through out the night.

            The next morning his mom went into the room and removed the chastity belt from him.  He did not wake up when she did this because of the lack of sleep.  She held his balls in her hand and rolled them around.  His cock responded to the way his balls were being handled and sprang to attention.  She stopped massaging his balls and waited till his cock got soft again.

            Once it was soft she woke her son up with a fist to the balls.  He woke up screaming clutching his balls.  She asked if this was better then zapping his balls to wake him up.  She felt the hands on approach was much better.  He agreed in pain.

            She told him to come downstairs for breakfast.  Though out breakfast she continued to zap her son’s balls.  After breakfast it was around 10:00.  She told him it was only 2 hours until she would take his left ball.  She was smiling while she said this to him.

            She told him to go down on all fours tilt his but into the air and present your balls to me.  She watched as her son went down on all fours and presented his balls to her.  She told him that he must give them to her.  With that John gave his balls to his mother.  She smiled and thanked him for giving his balls to her.

            She put on her pointy heels and started to kick her son’s balls.  She did this with many different shoes and only 2 balls.  After an hour he was pretty sore and she was pretty tired for kicking.  She grabbed his balls in her hand and removed the chock collar from them.  She told him to rest for awhile before she uses the burdizzo.

            She had him sit in the chair with his legs tied open and his arms behind his back.  His cock was hard and leaking a little precum.  He asked if he could get one more release before loosing his left ball.  She slapped his balls and told him no.  Your balls will remain full for the time being.

            She grabbed his balls and pulled them out.  She felt for the cord of the left ball and gently squeezed it with her thumb and finger.  She whispered in to her son’s ear and reached for the burdizzo.  He looked her in the eyes and said, “Mom will you please take my left testicle.”

            She smiled and told him that since he asked nicely she would be more then happy to take his left testicle.  She opened the burdizzo and slipped it behind her son’s left testicle.  She made sure that the cord was in the middle and closed it a little, just enough to hold the cord in place.

            She smiled and looked into her son’s eyes as she clamped down the rest of the way.  He screamed in pain as him mom crushed the cord of the doomed testicle.  She counted to 30 and released the burdizzo from his left testicle.  He was still in pain as she examined the clamped area.

            Perfect she yelled out, as he was still moaning in pain.  She helped him to his bedroom, which was still playing the porn.  She laid him down in his bed and went back to doing house work.  The next day he came downstairs limping and his scrotum was swollen, but not as bad as she expecting.  She examined the area and all looked well.

            She gave him some medication and told that he would be able to drive the next day.  He went upstairs to take a shower.  After the shower he remembered how he looked at himself before his mom took his left testicle.  The swelling was stating to go down and he could see was left of his left testicle.

            His mom did one last check on his balls and then locked him in a chastity belt.  She did not want him to release himself until his wife gave him permission to.  On the drive home he still had a bad case of blue balls, well blue ball, and could not wait to get home and his wife’s permission to cum.

My first story...2005

John lived a normal everyday day life with his mother and father. His father was always traveling for business reasons, which left him and his mother alone. It was common for John that when he left in the morning for school his dad was home, but when he got home he would be gone. His mother was 44 years old, but had the body of a 24 year old. John’s high school friends would often come over to try peak at his mother when she was naked.
One day John had a half day of school and would be home by noon. His dad was in Japan for a week, so he knew his mother would be alone. When he got home he quietly walked in to surprise his mother. As he walked through the house he could hear water running in the kitchen. He looked around the corner to see if his mom was in the kitchen. He was in shock from what he saw; his mother was washing dishes completely naked. In his state of shock he accidentally dropped his keys on the floor.
His mother turned around in fear, and quickly tried to cover herself with a hand towel and her gloves. When she realized that it was her son she was not as scared any more. She calmly walked over to the pantry and put on an apron. She asked John “Why are you home so early?”
He answered, “I only had a half day of school today, and why are you naked?”
Her response was, “I just do it around the house when no one is here, it is very relaxing, you should try it while your father is gone, we could have some fun while doing it.” As she had a little smile on her face.
He asked, “What kind of fun?”
She said, “Good clean fun. What is my son afraid being naked in front of his mommy? You know I raised you and I have seen you naked before, so just don’t think about it and do it.
“Ok, just don’t make a big deal about it.” He said.
So he went to his room to get naked as his mom continued to do the house hold chores. As he was taking of his clothes he knew his friends would kill to be in this same situation. As he took off his boxers he realized that his cock was rock hard. He knew that if he went down stairs like that his mother would be disgusted by it. He quickly went to the bathroom to “relieve” himself.
As he came down stairs he could here his mom talking to herself while cleaning the table. He decided to make a quick dash to the family room to watch TV. His plan failed as his mother saw him run through the hallway. She asked him, “Can you help me put some groceries on the top selves?”
He slowly walked into the kitchen where his mom’s jaw dropped at what she saw. John had a 6” cock that hung down. Behind his cock were his balls, which hung almost as low as his cock. She said. “Boy, a lot has changed down there from when I last saw it.”
John’s face quickly turned red, and his cock started to get a little hard. He did not say a word as he walked over to the step stool. The step stool had 4 steps to it, and John went up all 4 steps. His mother stood in front of it handing stuff up, and right in front of her face was her son’s package. He noticed it to and started to get hard. His mother said, “This is a lot better with another person here to help me.” As she talked she intentionally blew on his growing penis.
Ironically the last thing to go up was a 4 foot long sausage. As she handed it up, the end swung back and hit John lightly in his balls. He let out a little groan, and walked off the ladder. He quickly went over to a chair to sit down and recover from the light blow to his balls. His mother came over and asked, “What was wrong?”
Some what out of breath, he answered, “The sausage hit me in the balls.”
She assumed that all boys had been hit in the balls, so she said, “That was a soft hit to your balls, nothing like the first time you were hit, right?”
He answered, “Well this is the first time.”
“You have never been hit in the balls before?” She quickly asked.
Embarrassed, he said, “Yes. I have often wondered what it would be like to be hit in the balls, because I see it happen on TV all the time.”
His mother quickly put a and b together, and asked, “Would you like me to bust your balls for you?”
A hesitated, “I don’t know.” came from John.
His mother responded, “Well I am your mother, and I will not go so far as some one else might go, so why dot you give it a shot?”
“Ok, but softly” was the answer he gave.
After about a half hour John was ready for his ball busting session with his mom. They both went into the family room to discuss how it was to be done. His mother asked, “How do you want me to bust your balls, kicking, kneeing, punching, slapping, or what?”
“Well, I would was hoping that you would kick them.” Responded John.
She quickly answered, “Ok. Now stand up and spread your legs for me.”
He stood up and spread his legs about half way, letting his low hanging balls dangle freely in the air. She came up to him and kicked open his legs more exposing more of his precious balls. She told him to jump up and down because she wanted to see his balls bounce up and down.
She then took a few steps back and took a practice swing into the free air about 6” from his dangling balls. She then proposed this bet to him, “When I kick you in your balls, if you fall down, I own your balls to do with what I want while your father is gone. However, if you stay standing I will stay completely naked around the house, even when your friends are over.”
He thought it over while watching his mother’s foot swing back and forth inches from his dangling jewels. He finally gave his answer, “Ok.”
She then stepped back and planted her left foot in to the carpet, and swung her right foot as hard as she could into her son’s defenseless balls. He let out a screech that she thought would bring all the dogs to the house. He tried to stay standing, but his knees began to buckle, and he was soon on the floor holding his poor battered balls. She stood above him with her hands on her hips and said, “Ok, we know who won that bet.”
He could only respond with a long groan while holding his balls and looking up at his mother standing above him.
John’s mom was so excited; she had the whole week ahead to do whatever she wanted to his balls. She quickly went to the computer to do research on ball busting methods and techniques. She came across the eunuch archive among others, and saved them all in her favorites folder under the name ball busting fun.

Chapter 2

Well now that my mom owned my balls to do with what she pleases, my balls were to be accessible all the time.  Every morning I awoke with a quick slap to my balls from the back of her hand.  She always insisted that I take a long hot shower everyday so my balls would hang lower.  Well today was no different, as soon as I got out of the shower she was there.  She gave me the choice of a kick, 2 knees, or 4 punches to my defenseless balls.  This is always a tough choice for me and her balls.  I decided to take the 2 knees.

She looked at me and smiled.  I opened my legs so she could knee my balls.  I stood in front of my mom when WHAM, she kneed my balls.  I fell against the wall.  Then with out warning she kneed me again, and because my balls were so low they were smashed up against the wall behind me.  I fell to the ground hold my brutalized balls.  The only perk about today was that it was a school day and my balls get a chance to recover.

As I made my way downstairs to the kitchen my mom told me to bring her high heel shoes.  I was confused of what she had planned because I had to be at school in an hour.  I cringed as I grabbed her high heels.  I walked downstairs and gave my mom her high heels as she lightly slapped my balls.  I let out a short cry in pain as she did that.  She laughed and said that my balls still must be tender from the morning.  I went over to my chair and sat down.  She walked over to me and gave me my breakfast, the same as it has been scrambled eggs.

As I ate I noticed the time and realized that I was running late.  I got my books and headed off to the door.  My mom stopped me and asked where I was going.  I stood there confused.  She said that I no longer go to my old school but that I will now be home schooled.  I just stood there in shock.  She asked me if I was happy to be spending more time with her.  All I could do was mumble a yes.

She took me into the family room where she had set up a class room.  I sat down in the chair as she walked to the board.  She had already written out a schedule for me.

9:00am – 10:00am: History

10:00am – 11:00am: English

Noon – 12:30pm: Lunch

12:30pm – 1:30pm: Math

1:30pm – 2:30pm: Science

I was still confused as what was going on, but I was quickly punished for not paying attention by having a parachute attached to my balls.  She told me that today’s punishments for mistakes will be 1 pound weight added to my parachute.  We quickly got started in history, my worst subject.  We were talking about the Amazon women and how they were an all women society.  After a lecture she gave me a 10 question quiz, I only got 4 correct, so 6 pounds were added to my balls.  At first it was not that bad but then I realized that I had to where this for the rest of the day.

In English class she talked about how to properly correct grammar and common mistakes.  Once again she gave me a quiz at the end of the class.  Thankfully I am good at English, and only got one wrong answer.  So another pound was added to my balls.  During lunch I was not allowed to take off the weight from my balls.  My mom would often try to hit the weight to keep it tugging on my balls.

After lunch my balls were really starting to hurt, I was having trouble paying attention to my mom.  During my math class I was unable to follower her because of the pain in my balls.  At the end of the class she gave a me another quiz, I thought to my self well it is only 10 questions I will probably get at least half right.  When I got the paper it was 20 questions long, I knew then that she had set me up so that I would be in pain and not able to concentrate.  Well I only got 11 correct so another 9 pounds were added to my balls, making the total, 16 pounds.

I was crying in pain during the science class, all I could remember was my mom hitting the weights to get my attention.  After it all she gave me another quiz, this one with only 10 questions, I got 6 correct, so 4 more pounds were added.  I stood there with 20 pounds attached to my balls as she said class dismissed.  I was relieved, I thought to my self, finally the weight will be taken off.

She came over to me and released the weight from my balls which were now hanging about an inch and half lower.  She told me to go to the bathroom to clean up.  When I was in the bathroom I was amazed that my balls were still hanging that low.  When I came out of the bathroom, my mom was waiting at the door for me and asked how they were hanging after along day of school. I said ok, but she needed to check for her self.  She grabbed my balls and began to roll them around in the palm of her hand.

After she gave the all ok, she told me that it was time for the normal ball busting session to begin.  I knew that may balls were going to be sore for a long time.