Foreign Exchange - Part 7 - Liam Finally Gets His Date

Liam was looking a bit grim as he and Julie stood in line at the movie theater box office.  He looked handsome as ever, his pale alabaster skin, offset by his green eyes and red mop of hair and angular jawline.  He was wearing his blue button down shirt and tan kakis pants that hugged his groin just a bit too tightly.  Julie had said they looked great on him, but each movement and bump to his manhood served as a fresh reminder of how thoroughly her younger brother Paul had busted his balls just before their date.

Liam had wanted to cancel the date, but having stood Julie up once already, he feared he’d never get another chance.  Instead, he managed to fight through the pain and pulled himself off the floor, despite the pit that was in his stomach.

Julie squeezed his hand until he returned her gaze and tried to smile back, but instead he looked like he was about to enter a dentist’s office for a 4 hour root-canal.

Julie looked gorgeous, her long brown hair was combed straight and she was wearing a bright sun dress that accentuated her ample cleavage.  Usually, Liam’s eyes would have been fixated on Julie’s breasts, but his face look drawn and his gaze distant.

“We’re going to have fun tonight!  It feels like it’s been forever since we’ve had some time to ourselves,”  Julie’s hand slid to the front of his khakis and gently rubbed the bulge in his crotch.

Liam’s mouth opened wide and he moaned as his nuts constricted and his stomach spasmed. 

Julie mistook his reaction, and decided to turn up the heat by giving the bulge in his pants a squeeze.

Liam gasped and nearly doubled over in pain, but Julie didn’t seem to notice.  Luckily for him, the line started moving and Julie was forced to release her grasp as they approached the ticket counter.

With tickets in hand, they stopped at the concession stand. 

“Can you order me a big popcorn please, with lots of butter?” Julie asked Liam sweetly.

“Oh, yeah…ok, sure.”  Liam shrugged and turned to the sales attendant.  “May I have one large popcorn please?”

“Extra butter…”  Julie whispered as she reached back between Liam’s legs and patted his crotch playfully. “Don’t forget, I want lots and lots of butter.”

Liam’s jaw dropped and he gripped the edge of the counter as Julie gently, but insistently palpitated her grip on his bruised balls through his thin cotton pants.

“Sorry, but could you please add more, more…” he fumbled his words as his attention was drawn to Julie’s hand over his groin.

A hard yank made the poor Irish stud yelp and cringe in pain. 

“More butter, please!”  Liam squeaked in a higher octave.

The concession worker nodded uncertainly at the pale young man who looked like he was about to be sick.  His lips were curling and he appeared to be sweating.  After dowsing the popcorn with another portion of liquid butter, he handed it to the couple.  “Can I interest you in some roasted peanuts?”

“No thanks, we’re all set on nuts right now,” the young woman giggled.

“Thanks anyway,” the young man croaked and left a twenty dollar bill on the counter.  The clerk took the money and watched in fascination as the young man waddled off with his date.

The theater was packed that night, and considering it was the opening night of a typical summer blockbuster, the room was filled with young and old people, many of whom appeared to be on dates themselves.

Julie scanned the room and picked out a place in the far left corner.  “Over there, I see two seats.”

After getting his nuts twisted in front of the concession counter, Liam was just barely capable of carrying the popcorn and didn’t protest - though the jostling his manhood received as they climbed the stairs to their seats only made him want to hurl even more.

When they reached their seats, Julie had Liam sit first so that he was up against the wall and she sat next to him.

“There, that’s better,” she smiled. “And look, there’s no one behind us to see what we might get up to.”

Liam cleared his throat as Julie placed her hand on his thigh.  “Julie it’s ok, why don’t we just watch the movie?”

Julie crept close against the nape of his neck and took in his cologne. “Oh no, I always wanted to do this kind of thing.”

Liam took in a sharp breath as Julie’s hand found it’s way into his lap and began massaging his groin.  His balls ached painfully, but the feel of her hands touching his dick made his chest swell.

Then, she kissed him and he kissed her back, their teenage hormones roaring as the lights in the theater were taken down and the trailers started to play.

Julie didn’t waste any time and broke away from their kiss to  unclasp Liam’s belt before he could raise any protests.  A few seconds later, she’d managed to unfasten his pants button and was sliding down the zipper.

Liam was sure the people sitting in front of them heard the metallic zip and would turn around any second, but Julie didn’t seem concerned.  Instead, she was yanking down on his pants so hard that he was afraid she might tear them, so he lifted off his seat just enough for her to pull them down halfway around his knees.

“There, that’s better.”  Julie whispered as she rubbed the large pouch in his boxer-briefs that contained his manhood.

Liam’s eyes widened and scanned the room nervously.

Julie met his gaze and smiled.  “Don’t worry, we’re fine.  Just relax and enjoy the movie.”

Liam looked like he was about to say something, but bit his lip and trembled as she gently kneaded his dick and balls through his underwear.  In almost an instant, his member hardened in her hand while the rest of the movie theater watched the movie trailers playing through before them.

“I don’t think we should-“  Liam whispered in Julie’s ear, but she ignored him and kept playing with his manhood until the movie began.

Julie used the lapse in action and in the dark, managed to fish around inside Liam’s boxer-briefs until her palm brushed against his sac and her hand closed around his hefty plums.

Liam shifted uncomfortably in his seat and try to stifle his cough as Julie rolled his nuts between her fingers.  “Julie, no.  What are you doing?” he whispered.

“Nothing, it’s just… I love your balls,” Julie replied quietly.  “I love how big, and warm, and soft they feel in my hand.  And how easy it is to control them.  Just a little tug or squeeze, and I bet I can get you to cry.” 

A subtle moan slipped out of Liam’s mouth coinciding with Julie pinching the dense orbs inside his scrotum were crushed against one another. 

The pain lasted for only a moment before she loosened her grip.

“Don’t worry, I like these things too much to break them,” Julie smiled against the light from the movie screen.  “I just like the cute faces you make when you squirm!”

Julie squeezed his nuts again, and pulled him into a long, open kiss.  At first, Liam only moaned back into her mouth, but after a few seconds, he began kissing her back. 

They kept kissing for over a minute, the entire time Julie kept kneading Liam’s balls with zeal.

-KABOOM-

The sound of a huge explosion ripped through the theater as the image of a car blew up on screen.

Julie jumped in surprise and her grip tightened like a vice around Liam’s poor nuts.

Liam cried out, but his voice was drowned out by the action on the screen.  He grabbed Julie’s arm and attempted to save his manhood, but her iron grip on him didn’t budge.  Instead, his legs and arms flailed about uselessly as her fingers dug in to his tender nut-flesh.

“Oh my God, that was so scary!” Julie gasped, still wrenching his nuts so hard that Liam’s stomach was twisted into knots.

Liam eked out a groan.

“Don’t you think so?” Julie asked and saw the look on his face and giggled.

Liam’s lips trembled and his eyes crossed.  His manhood ached and throbbed in response.

“Oh, I see. Looks like something else got scared straight.”  Julie whispered seductively as her other hand slid along Liam’s half-hard teenage dick.

The sensation of her hand on Liam’s shaft felt amazing, but the pain she’d inflicted on his nuts made it feel like he was pinned down by a pair of lead balloons.

“No, don’t,”  Liam choked back the pain that was radiating from his groin and stomach.  “We shoudn’t-“

“There’s no need Liam.  You love it when I do this to you, don’t you?”  Julie smiled.  She kept stroking Liam’s cock and jostled his balls inside his sac.

A fresh wave of nauseating pain washed over him and his nuts pulsated angrily against her grasp, but she managed to win him back with just a few short strokes of his dick. 

The sensation of having her petite hands slide against his rigid pole sent shock waves of pleasure through Liam’s young mind and left him wanting more.  The pain his nuts had born the brunt of didn’t matter at that moment.  Nothing did.

“Oh, God,” Liam whispered and gently began pushing his hips into Julie’s grip. His dick sputtered to life, spitting out a rivulet of clear liquid that trickled down his shaft.

With a lustful growl, Julie yanked Liam’s underwear down, revealing the large, bulbous head of his prick and big, round balls.  Liam scanned the dark theater nervously, but he got distracted from the fear of getting caught the moment Julie began sucking on his dick.

The handsome teen moaned. His stomach reeled, but that didn’t stop Julie from swallowing the full length of his 7 inch cock.

A woman in front of them turned around at the sound of the slurping noise and scowled, but the young couple didn’t even notice.

Liam slowly drew in breath as his date worked over his manhood over.  Julie was so hot, sexy, and thorough, it only it only took a couple of minutes of her attention before the urge to cum cut through his queasiness.

Liam’s head began to soar, but he was grounded by the fact that Julie was still holding on to his nuts, squeezing, slapping, and cat pawing at his fat, low-hangers as they bounced against his thighs. 

Despite the discomfort, a few minutes of her blowing him was all that was needed before Liam felt like he was ready to blow.

“Tell me when you’re about to cum, ok?”  Julie whispered hoarsely as she came up for air. 

Liam nodded vacantly and he sat back as Julie’s head resumed bobbing up and down in his lap.

Liam gently moaned again which caused a few more turned heads, but he didn’t care.  Julie’s mouth felt so good around his cock, he never wanted the feeling to pass.

He was so lost in his own thoughts, he didn’t seem to notice the muscles in his legs were clenched tight, or that his dick was hardening into a steel rod.  All he could think about was how good it felt…

Then, almost before he knew what was happening, Liam’s cock exploded in her mouth.

Julie reared back when the first spray of Liam’s stud-juice splashed against the back of her mouth.  She nearly gagged on the salty substance, but she quickly gathered her wits and jumped into action, locking her fingers around his nutsac and twisted Liam’s juicy balls down against the base of his sac.

Liam moaned in pain and tried cupping his crotch, but he was too slow to stop Julie from torquing his meaty nuggets against one another. 

The poor teen stud stamped his feet in frustration, but there was nothing he could do.  Julie’s little maneuver had not only halted his orgasm, but she’d managed to pinch off his ball cords, effectively blocking them off, and left his churning, cum-filled testicles screwed up around each other around the base of his cock.

“Noooooo…”  Liam croaked, gripping the arms of his chair as the aguish from his throbbing, rapidly swelling scrotum overtook him.

“Oh yes!” Julie hissed and squeezed his contorted ballsac. “Now you don’t cum until I tell you to.”

Liam cringed painfully and nodded desperately.

Julie shoved the bag of popcorn into his hands.  “Take this and hold it steady.  I want you to aim for this.”

“What? Why?”  Liam whispered hoarsely. 

Julie didn’t bother answering. “Just get ready,” she said gave his nuts a quarter turn.

Liam’s chest heaved and his back arched in response as a small glob of white appeared at the end of his prick.

Looking pleased, Julie palpitated the twin orbs in her grasp and watched Liam’s dick shudder in response, leaking out another thick blob of cream.

Liam coughed.  He looked like he was going to be sick. 

“That’s it, I think we’re getting somewhere,” Julie whispered as she twisted and pinched Liam’s beefy balls between her fingers.  “You want to cum for me, don’t you?”

Liam met her gaze and nodded slowly. His face was a mask of pain, but his eyes were pleading.

“Good!”  Julie was kneading his soft, yielding baby-makers between her fingers.  “They certainly feel full!”

Liam’s lips curled and he nodded in agreement.  His sore balls were turning an angry shade of beet red.

“So why are you being so stubborn then?” She hissed and yanked down on his scrotum.

Liam’s head snapped back and was about to howl in agony, but his cries died in his throat when Julie reared back in her seat and punched him square in the nuts.

She hit them dead center, made easier by the fact that Liam’s cock was still stiff and out of the line of fire of his large, drooping nutsac.

The sound of knuckles crunching into soft flesh seemed to echo in the theater.

Liam winced and grunted in pain, but that didn’t stop Julie from smashing his balls again.

Liam’s dick throbbed rapidly as Julie pummeled his nutsac like it was her own personal speed bag. 

Liam looked like he wanted to cry and his body spasmed.

At the same moment the pressure in his testicles became irresistible and the mushroom head of his dick began sputtering to life, sending trails of white against the row in front of them.

Then, with one final devastating punch, Julie’s fist drove into Liam’s poor balls like a freight train, smashing them hard, right up into the gap where his thighs met his pelvis. 

Liam yelped as a batch of his Irish stud-sauce suddenly came barreling out of his dick and sprayed the air in front of him like a shotgun. 

Julie giggled with glee and took hold of Liam’s cock, aiming it as he dowsed the popcorn with his salty splooge. She kept stroking his dick, making sure he shot his entire wad.  Then, when he appeared to stop she grabbed both his balls between her fingers and squeezed them hard.

Liam’s screamed silently and his head lolled back, but Julie was rewarded with another large glob of baby-batter.

Julie sat back up with the popcorn bucket that was covered in a shiny sheen and began chowing down happily, appearing to be suddenly interested in the movie.

Liam cupped his sore balls and shut his eyes tight.

Julie looked back at him and offered him a piece.  “You want some popcorn?  It’s really good.”

Liam scowled and shook his head.

“Your loss,” she shrugged and went back to watching the movie, completely ignoring him or the fact that she’d just milked and busted a load out of him.

“Excuse me, sir?”  A movie attendant was hovering over him with a low powered flashlight illuminating Liam’s lap and pointing at his still half hard cock and bruised balls. 

“You can’t take your clothes off in the movie theater…”  The attendant cleared his throat uncomfortably.  “I’m going to have to ask you to leave.”

“Oh,” he groaned hoarsely.  Liam was mortified by their discovery, but was surprised to see Julie shrug it off. 

“Sorry, mate,” he stuttered as he fumbled in the dark to pull his clothes back on, grunting as he stuffed his sore nuts into his trousers.  If his pants had seemed a bit snug before, now they were practically bursting at the seam, bulging obscenely to contain his swollen manhood. 

The attendant looked back at him sternly and waited impatiently as more heads around the theater turned to watch.  The added audience didn’t help, so Liam gave up with his zipper stuck only halfway closed.

“Come on,” he whispered hoarsely to Julie.

“No, I’ll stay here.  The movie has another half hour, wait for me outside?” Julie ate another piece of his seasoned popcorn without breaking eye contact with the screen.

“Sure, I guess.”  Liam cleared his throat.

“You’re such a sweetie, thank you!” Julie said in sing-song voice and patted the generous bulge in his pants a couple of times.

Liam bent over and nearly wretched.

“Let’s go, sir.” The attendant was insisting now.

Liam nodded, turning and hobbled out of the movie theater with the attendant in tow.  There were a fair number of jeers and cat calls that came back from the last few rows as he made his exit.

- Liam is based on Carl from Chaosmen -