He's Trying To Fool Me

The impulse that had got hold of me involuntarily drove me on. I grabbed tight.

Lukas cried out and jerked up. He wanted to escape the sudden pressure, but I held him relentlessly. Instead of escaping me, he made his situation even worse as he slid backwards. The skin I was gripping tightened. Unyielding, I clutched the two balls.

“Oou!”

Slowly, he became aware of his surroundings and recognized me. But his mind had not fully processed the situation he was in. Well, I couldn't blame him for that. In his wildest dreams, he couldn't have imagined that I literally had him by the balls.

“What's this about?” he gasped.

Instead of answering him, I squeezed with my hands. His eyes widened and his mouth formed into a surprised “O”. I looked down at him superiorly and grinned maliciously.

“From what I can see, you like what I'm doing.”

He shook his head. I weighed my head regretfully. He was lying so obviously, he had to be punished. I closed my fists. Lukas panted and his face turned red.

“Ts ts ts,” I reprimanded him, ”you shouldn't try to fool your best friend. Particularly not in the precarious situation you're in.”

I massaged his marbles vigorously. I constantly changed the amount of pressure I applied. I observed with all my senses what it was doing to him. Gradually, I got a feeling for how far I could go, where his pain threshold was, what he was comfortable with, what he ... loved?

His gaze blurred and the first tears began to fall from the corners of his eyes. At the same time, his cock twitched, its tip glistening wetly. He was undeniably aroused, even if he didn't want to admit it to me and probably not even to himself. Perhaps he needed a little more motivation.

By now I knew when it really started to hurt him. I increased my strength up to this point. He was panting and looked up at me anxiously.

I twisted my mouth into a vicious grimace. He was at my mercy. And I was enjoying it.

My fists tightened.

“Ow -aiii!”