Embracing it

He looked up and grinned, "Really?"

She smiled softly, "Yeah, it's kind of cool actually." She admitted with a slight giggle.

"Cool?" He replied and laughed lightly. Then he chuckled again when he realized how absurd he sounded saying that word. He blushed furiously as he continued laughing awkwardly to himself while Emma tried not to laugh too loudly.

She placed her hand on top of his knee gently to comfort him after he stopped giggling, which made his eyes go wide in surprise and embarrassment as well, then they both began to chuckle together.

After awhile the silence returned, they just sat there quietly staring into each other's eyes without speaking.

Emma looked away, "It seems to hurt so bad though." Her eyes wandered around the room briefly before returning back to his, "doesn't it?"

He nodded slightly before looking away uncomfortably, "Jessica kicks way too hard." He grunted out, but still couldn't help but grin a little bit because he loved it every time she did it, it was a rush for him. He remembered being bent over the couch and having her foot come up, hitting the back of his nuts.

"She does..." She agreed quietly. She didn't really know what else she could say. Emma had never kicked a guy like that ever. She wanted to ask what exactly Tobie liked about it, but decided against it.

"I... I wanna try it." She said quickly, making them both jump.

"Try what?" He asked confusedly.

"Don't you like it?" She told him, then added, "If you don't want me to then..."

His heart was racing, this is what he always dreamed of since he first found out about girls; he has wanted Emma to kick him down there! His heart started beating faster and faster until he finally managed to squeak out in barely a whisper, "Yeah." He said almost breathlessly.

"What did you say?" She questioned curiously with an amused smile.

He blushed deeply as he looked at her with wide eyes and continued with a slight quiver in his voice, "Yeah... You could, if you wanted to." She felt a rush of excitement. "But please, not so hard." He pleaded while rubbing his legs together nervously again.

Emma thought about it for a second, but knew right away what her answer would be.

She put a hand on his shoulder, he flinched, but stayed where he was.

"Okay." She responded quietly.

She smiled warmly when she saw that his face turned bright red once more, and he looked down in shame and embarrassment from her touch, she looked down at his groin and reached out her hand, she placed it on top of it which made him gasp.

They looked into each other's eyes as she was moving her finger softly over his groin, trying to find his balls through the thin fabric of the pants he was wearing. When they found them she lightly rubbed the top with her thumb.

"I'm gonna try it this way, ok?" She said and moved her hand to his thigh and pushed her hand inside the leg of his shorts, he tensed up as her finger grazed his balls briefly before finding their soft round shape under his skin. She began gently caressing them, causing his breathing to quicken and his cock to swell up in response, all while maintaining eye contact.

He stared at Emma with a nervous expression as he sat there in front of her, feeling her gentle fingers sliding along his ball sack as he struggled with keeping himself composed. Her hands felt so good, but at the same time he felt incredibly awkward.

She stopped for a second, then she got a smile on her face. She found his left testicle and grabbed it with her whole hand firmly. His eyes widened in surprise as she started to squeeze down on it slightly. He took deep breaths after awhile; it hurt like hell but it was starting to feel nice too. She saw his dick growing fully erect instantly from her squeeze and she let out a small laugh.

"Is this fine?" She asked looking back up at him, smiling widely. He nodded quickly.

"You're sure?"

"Yeah!"

"I could go a bit harder." She said, but really she is truly realizing how sensitive he is. She is barely applying pressure and he is clearly feeling it, not that bad though.

This was insane, he couldn't believe that Emma was squeezing his nutsack, this has to be a dream, while he was squirming around he was lightly rubbing his dick against the inside of his shorts.

He couldn't take it anymore as he gasped aloud, "No, don't... stop..." He blurted out while taking quick short shallow breathes, his body was getting ready to burst open if he didn't cum soon. "Shit!" He felt an orgasm building quick, and since Emma is still squeezing his ball he can't stop it.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry!" Emma yelped, still holding on to his testicle. Tobie continued gasping in between breaths as his hips twitched with each spasm of pleasure that wracked his body.

"What the?" Emma looked up at him in confusion when the sudden pause in the action caused her to look away for a moment. When she looked back down again she realized that he had a big spot on his shorts and she realized she had made him cum, by only squeezing one of his balls. She let go and pulled her arm out of his shorts.

"Damn." Emma didn't know what else to say, she was shocked, but she felt excited herself. She stood there and watched intently as his hips was jerking back and forth under his shorts like crazy as he tried desperately to catch his breath after having such an intense orgasm.

"I uuh.. I don't know what happened." He finally managed to **** out through his heavy panting breaths. He turned red instantly because of how embarrassing this whole situation is.

"I think I do." She giggled and brushed his thigh with her hand. He sighed heavily, trying not to make any sound that might get him in trouble or give away how embarrassed he feels right now. "Are you okay?" She asked softly.

He nodded quickly while smiling sheepishly at her. "You didn't do it too hard, it was perfect." He said as he caught his breath. He let out a sigh of relief when he noticed she was smiling at him too.

Emma smiled shyly, "You're welcome..."

"Oh my god..." Tobie said suddenly and grabbed his groin area tightly with both hands and groaned loudly, Emma's smile faded.

"Did I hurt you?" Emma started worrying and looking around nervously.

"No... No... It's... it's good." He mumbled quietly, but he could tell that she wasn't convinced so he added, "Really! I mean... well..." he laughed awkwardly. He couldn't believe she did that; he loved every second of it though. His heart was still beating fast from the feeling of her warm soft hand on top of his ball sack and her gentle touch on his left testicle.

Emma blushed deeply before replying, "It's okay. I didn't mean to. You just kind of scared me a bit." She admitted. She hadn't really been expecting him to cum from just... that.

"Yeah." He responded simply as if trying to keep things normal again after all this. "Well," He continued with a shaky voice as he looked back down at her face while rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment again. "...I'm gonna go get cleaned up now."

Emma nodded silently and stood up quickly, watching as he walked towards the bathroom door, he stopped in front of it and turned back towards her, "See you later."

She gave a small nod, and watched him walk out of sight then sit herself down on the couch. She took a deep breath, calming her nerves.

"Holy shit holy shit." She said out loud to herself, staring at nothing. She had never done anything like that. She wasn't sure if she should be ashamed or proud. "Holy shit."

Her mind was racing with thoughts about what just happened. She was confused because she didn't expect him to actually have an orgasm, especially not with how little stimulation he got from her squeezing one of his balls. The look in his eyes was also very intense when she saw him getting ready to cum; it made her feel weak in the knees when she realized he felt pleasure from being touched by her. It also filled her with pride and confidence for having such an effect on someone she loved so much.

Emma laid down on the couch and put her head on the armrest as she stared into space and thought about everything that just transpired between them. Her hand slid slowly over her stomach and reached down towards her crotch where her fingers were playing lightly against her the fabric of her sweatpants, she rubbed her pussy over her pants every few seconds while thinking to herself quietly. After awhile she began to grind harder and faster, letting out quiet moans along the way.