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Chapter 2
by Owmyballs
Robert
Just Because
I'm sitting in my living room knitting a blanket for our guest room bed. My living room is decorated in your usual nineteen fifties fashion. Modern lamps and furniture, Red and orange mixed shag carpet. Walls painted dark yellow and a fireplace with mantle. The only antiques are a pair of oil lamps on the mantle with various nick knacks between them.
I'm wearing a short sleeve collared pink blouse with a pair of white capri shorts and barefeet. Robert is in the kitchen stuffing his face as usual. He's a fat boy with dark reddish hair and coke bottle glasses just like his father. I'd be angry about him stuffing his face this close to dinner if it weren't for the fact that nothing spoils his appetite.
"Robbie come here." He answers with a mouthful of food. "Yes mother." He comes in and stands in front of me with his groin in striking distance of my fist. I give him an uppercut right in his testicles." Oooff!" He doubles over holding his balls in his hand and falls to the floor." You got that because you're a boy."
He's rolling on the floor cupping his nuts in excruciating pain. I watch with some amusement as he lays on his belly coughing. It's always fun to hit a fat boy in the berries. He turns over on his back with his knees up in his chest. He's still coughing and has tears of agony streaming down his round face. I pick up his glasses that have fallen off and are on the floor next to him. I don't want him accidentally breaking them.
I love watching males react to getting hit in the family jewels. I find it somewhat erotic and arousing. Even if it's my own son I just whacked in the crotch. In fact Robbie's one redeeming quality is his penis is a lot larger then his father's and so are his balls. A fact I'm constantly rubbing in Larry's face. I've even had sex with Robert on several occasions.
"Aww, you look so cute laying on the floor with sore nuts. Move your hands away. I want to stomp on them. Go on, move your hands and spread your legs."
Between coughs he says." Mom, please don't they hurt so much." I stand up, smile and look down on him as he lays on the floor." Now Robert! You'll either let me stomp on them or I'll castrate you!"
He reluctantly does as he's told and I bring my bare right foot thundering down on his balls. I grind my bare heel in his scrotum flattening his testicles between my foot and his pelvis." AAHG!"
As he lays there with his eyes rolled back in his head in utter agony from my bare foot stomping on his nuts. I remove his hands from his crotch then unbuckle his belt as I pull his pants and underwear down around his ankles.
His testicles are swelling up nicely and his scrotum has gone from its usual pink to a nice shade of purple. His circumcised penis while flaccid is still larger then his father's when hard. My vagina gets moist looking at those swollen balls.
I kneel on the floor next to him and kiss the head of his penis then lick his frenulum. I suck his cock until he's nice and hard then stand up and take my shorts and panties off. I'm going to get the satisfaction from his nine inches that his father's measly three inches can't give me. I straddle my son putting his manhood inside my wet vagina.
"Oh yeah! Robert I swear if you cum before I'm satisfied I'll smash your balls until their paste." He's still in too much pain to talk. But at least his penis is erect.
"Ohh yes! Uh huh! Ohh who's got sore balls! Ohh aah you've got sore balls! That's right! Ohh yeah you've got aching nuts! Ohh yes they ache! Uuoo they ache!" I ride my son like a cowgirl. The fact that this causes his nuts to hurt even more makes this all that much better. "Ohh your poor balls! Your aching nuts! Your tenderized testicles!"
I orgasm then put his cock back in my mouth tasting my own juices on his meat stick. He cums in agony." Aah! Ohh my balls! Oww my nuts!" I can taste blood mixed with his semen. So sweet. I want to cut his balls off so badly. Put them in a jar of formaldehyde and place them on the mantle with the rest of the nick knacks.
Nothing like a son with sore nuts.
Author's note: all characters in this story are over eighteen years of age. This is a work of fiction, any similarities to real people is purely coincidental
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