Liam had only been in the United States for two weeks on a foreign exchange program, plopped right smack dab in the middle of a small city in the Midwest, but that was long enough for him to know he loved it. The food tasted better, the weather was warmer, and despite the rumor’s he’d been told, the people were some of the most friendly he’d ever met. Heck, even the girls were hotter than the ones he’d left behind in Ireland!
Liam had had his eye on one girl in particular, practically since he’d arrived in the Anderson household - Julie, their 18 year old daughter. She was a senior in high school, though she was only six months older than Liam, she seemed more experienced and even exotic when she spoke in her casual American accent. That, along with her breathtaking good looks had left him dumbstruck with the teenage girl that he one day dreamed to seduce. Each night he’d fantasize about sneaking in to her room and kissing her red, velvety lips, or even get his hands on her soft, ripe melons hidden beneath her bra. The thought often left him hard and frustrated, and in need of jerking off - which was difficult since he was sharing a room with Julie’s younger brother Paul who was 16 years old.
Julie had noticed Liam’s attentions. The stares and awkward pauses. She found poor attempt at chasing her amusing and at times, egged him on. It was so much fun to watch how frustrated he got, that she often would disrobe with the door to her room ajar, just enough to allow the cute foreign exchange student to get a glimpse of her. On several occasions, she was sure she’d made the young man pop a boner, but since he always seemed to be wearing ‘mom-jeans,’ it was hard to tell.
The truth, of course, was that Julie’s displays had left Liam’s teenage hormones roaring. Often he would have to excuse himself to the bathroom to masturbate a few times before he could put his jeans back on without having them tent out obscenely.
Lately, Julie seemed to be doing everything she could to get Liam’s attention, and Liam was spending more and more time in the bathroom. If things continued as they were going, Liam feared that he might die of dehydration and the Andersons would find him curled up on the floor with his dick in his hands.
He decided that he couldn’t let things continue this way, and that this was the time to act. He was going to ask Julie out once and for all.
Liam made his move after dinner one night. After the plates had been cleared from the table, Liam, Paul, and Julie made their way back to their rooms to finish their homework. Liam sat down and opened up his math textbook, but he was already planning what he’d say to Julie. Now and then he’d steal glances at Paul, but the boy seemed to be focused on the book he was reading for English class.
Liam put down the textbook he was holding and let out an exaggerated yawn. “I think I’m going to go to the bathroom, that ok or do you need it?”
“Sure man, whatever.” Paul replied after a moment, not once looking up from his book.
Liam got up from his desk and stole another glance at Paul before stepping out to the hallway and closed the door behind him. Then, creeping on cat’s paws, he made his way to Julie’s room and knocked softly.
“Hello?” He asked quietly.
“Come in,” Julie’s voice beckoned.
Liam opened the door and rushed in, closing it tightly behind him. “Cheers, Julie. How’s it going?”
“Fine.” Julie smiled, brushing her hair in front of the mirror. She was wearing a long t-shirt that did little to hide her generous bosoms and stretched down just low enough down her thigh that it was unclear if she was even wearing underwear.
With one glance, Liam could feel his prick begin to stiffen as he imagined what was just below that t-shirt.
“Liam? Liiiiiiaaaaam? Are you ok?” Julie asked mockingly as she watched the handsome ginger snap back out of the trance he seemed to be stuck in.
“Oh, yes. Of course!” Liam smiled bashfully. Then he cleared his throat and took a step forward. “I was just wondering if you’d like to go see a movie with me sometime.”
“A movie?” Julie fluttered her eyes dramatically. “Do you mean, like down in the den, or out… like a date?”
Julie watched with glee as Liam stammered a bit. She’d caught him off guard and she was loving it.
“Well out, I suppose, like a date.” Liam finally blurted out, his accent much thicker than planned.
“A date? Oh my.” Julie said playfully.
“Yeah, I just figured we could get out of the house for a bit, you know.” The red-headed boy shifted his stance uncomfortably in front of her.
“I see, well…” Julie cleared her throat. “I think that’d be fine, assuming you’re eligible to go out with me.”
“Eligible?” Liam asked.
“Yes, indeed. Don’t you have to do this in Ireland?” Julie asked, rising from her seat and faced him for the first time. She seemed even more beautiful in that moment. Her long, straight brunette hair draped over her shoulders of her slight frame, which seemed incapable of supporting her large, perfectly shaped breasts and ass.
Liam was hooked.
“In America, when a boy would like to spend time with a girl, first he has to court her and show his worth… as a man.” Julie ended her statement flatly as she glanced down at the bulge in Liam’s baggy jeans.
Liam cleared his throat again. “No, I don’t think so.”
Julie flashed a smile. “Oh, well it’s usual for a boy to court a girl before they go out.”
Liam shrugged. “Ok, fine. Let’s do it.”
“Are you sure? It can get a bit… rough.” Julie teased as she pinched the top button of Liam’s jeans sensually.
Julie grinned. “Ok, great. First, some ground rules. One, you don’t get to touch me, but I get to touch you.”
Liam nodded cautiously. “Ok.”
“Rule two, I need to see what you’re working with, so I think you should drop those pants.” She said nonchalantly.
“Are you serious?” Liam asked sounding a bit dumbstruck.
“Oh yeah, now strip!” Julie barked as she folded her arms and waited.
Liam could hardly believe what he was being asked to do, but already he had his shirt up, over his head showing off his thin, lean torso and lightly freckled skin.
Julie noticed the way Liam’s biceps bulged and the thin red line of pubic hair that made up his happy trail sink down below his belly button.
Liam’s fingers fumbled a moment at the clasp of his jeans, but after seeing no signal that she’d changed his mind, he pulled open the fly of his jeans and let them fall down, around his ankles, revealing his muscular, lightly freckled legs and a prominent bulge in his tighty-whitie briefs as they hugged his boner within the confines of the cotton pouch.
“Well, well, well, well, well…” Julie trailed off as her eyes drank in Liam’s naked body. He stood tall, switching his stance uncomfortably as she inspected him, causing his cotton bulge to shift.
“Any chance you like what you see?” Liam asked trying to sound confident, but it failed on Julie. She knew she was the one in control, not him.
“Shush!” Julie whispered, stepping close as she continued to analyze his physique. “Tighy- whities? Really? You’re going to have to get yourself some boxers… or at least some boxer-briefs. You can borrow some from Paul for the time being.”
“You want me to borrow your brother’s underwear?” Liam’s indigence was suddenly cut short by shock and pleasure when Julie suddenly reached forward and stormed the head of his rigid pole through his briefs.
Liam moaned in pleasure, unable to believe that Julie was just going for it.
The teenage beauty grinned like a jackal.
“The third thing? I get to do whatever I’d like to you, and you’ll have to just take it.” Julie sneered. Then without warning, she reached under the shaft and firmly grasped the twin nuggets that were outlined in his briefs.
Liam gasped and his knees locked as she squeezed his testicles hard between her fingers.
“Oh God, no, please…” he grunted and pawed uselessly at Julie’s arms. “You’re twisting me ghoulies!”
“Ghoulies? What…you mean your balls?” Julie admonished him and pumped Liam’s poor nads between her fingers. “In the states we call these things that are causing you so much discomfort at the moment, balls… ok?”
“Yes, yes, got it!” Liam coughed and wretched, trying and failing to release his gonads from her crushing grip. “You’re squeezing my BALLS! Now stop, please!!!!”
“Better,” she loosened her grip, but was still holding the poor teenage boy’s crotch. “Come to think of it, we call these things ‘nuts’ too…though for the life of me, I don’t know why. These things are so much softer than nuts, and they sure don’t make a cracking sound when you hit them!”
She drove home her point by lifting the protruding bulge of Liam’s cock off to the side in his briefs and smacked her hand right up under Liam’s bulging ballsac.
Just as Julie had predicted, there was not “crunch” noise, and yet, Liam felt as if his whole world was crashing down around him. His knees knocked together and he lost his balance, landing flat on his butt. Worse yet, when he landed, the full weight of his body had come down and caught the back of his scrotum and clipped his nuts.
Liam was moaning and curled up in to a ball, his hand buried deep between his legs.
Julie watched the crumpled teenage boy on her floor and tried stifling her laughter halfheartedly.
“Oh, come on, I didn’t hurt you that bad. I just gave your little ballsies a swat. Come on now, why don’t you show me what a big, strong man you are and get back on your feet?” she asked, make sure not to sound too condescending as she helped drag the prostrate teen stud back on his feet.
Liam felt like he still might retch at any moment, but he managed to stand up straight, albeit with Julie’s help.
“There now, that’s gotta be better!” Julie beamed as she inspected the pale teenage boy before her. Liam was tall, skinny, and looked incredibly innocent and exposed in his white briefs.
“Not really,” Liam groaned and bent over halfway at the waist for a few seconds before standing back up. “Feels like my gho- I mean, balls, were caught in a vice!”
Julie laughed and Liam looked exasperated as he reached both hands in to his underwear and repositioned his junk.
“Is that so?” She kept laughing. “Well maybe I should inspect the goods and see for myself!”
Liam inhaled sharply as she pulled the elastic band and peered into his underwear.
Julie clicked her teeth. “Well, there’s the meat,” she said, eyeing the thick phallus at the base of Liam’s briefs.
Liam cleared his throat as he scanned Julie’s face as she spent long, agonizing seconds scanning his member. Was she actually impressed with the size of his dick?
Then, as if in answer to his thoughts, she reached in and grabbed his shaft while pulling down his underwear until it was down around his knees.
“Oh my,” she said, clearing her throat. “…and there are the potatoes.” She’d angled his dick up, and there, just below a thick tangle of orange pubic hair and root of his cock hung two plum-sized orbs, nestled snuggly in a wrinkled, pink sac.
Liam’s dick twitched expectantly within Julie’s hand, but she didn’t seem interested and instead grasped his plump gonads in her fist.
“My gosh,” Julie said in wonder as she manipulated his sore nuts against her palm. “I can see why Ireland went through a potato famine a while back. Your family was storing them here!”
Liam couldn’t help but smile at the compliment, despite the ache in his balls.
“I’m going to have a lot of fun taking a crack at these things.” Julie squealed quietly with glee.
“Crack?” Liam cleared his throat. “You’re not actually going to try to crack my balls, I mean…right?”
He was getting a tad uncomfortable with the zeal that Julie was twisting his scrotum between her fingers and instinctively tried to back away, but Julie had the poor Irish stud right where she wanted him. She gave his sperm tanks a single tug to let him know who was the boss.
“You’re probably right, I mean, cracking these babies would take lots of work.” She said as her fingers were working the soft flesh of Liam’s balls so thoroughly, he was beginning to resent being born as a male. The incessant squeezing and jostling was forcing more and more strange grunts and groans from his lips.
“But I think I might be able to use them if you’re the man for me.” Julie grinned.
Liam cringed and his mouth formed a wide 0 as Julie twisted his balls down to the base of his sac and yanked in opposite directions, pulling his gonads apart before rearing back and letting her knee fly up between his legs.
He cursed and watched in horror as Julie grabbed his broad shoulders and sent her knee in to his groin again, this time, catching half of his cock and causing it to fly in the air just as his left testicle was smashed between his pelvis and her kneecap.
Liam howled in agony, but that didn’t slow Julie down for one moment as she hammered his bullocks again and again until the poor teenage boy was mewing on the floor, grasping frantically at his scrotum that was swollen and as red as the hair on his head.
“Wow, that was impressive Liam. I can’t believe you let me bust your balls that much! They sure look bruised!” Julie laughed.
“Yup,” Liam gasped, agreeing with her observation. In fact, his nuts felt more than bruised, and rather like they’d been trampled by a heard of bison!
Julie grabbed his dick, which had never gone all the way soft and held it in her hand for a few seconds, as if she were trying to ascertain it’s weight. Even though he was in pain, the thought of having the American girl of his dreams holding his cock brought it twanging back to life.
“Now it’s going to be important that you not masturbate for the next week. If you’re going to date me, then you’re going to have to get used to abstaining from that sort of thing when I’m not around. But you can always pleasure yourself in front of me.
“No thanks.” Liam croaked through the feeling that his stomach was turned inside out.
“Oh, and don’t forget to start borrowing Paul’s underwear. I don’t want to see you in any of these tightie-whities again!”
Liam sighed. “Yeah, ok, fine.” He was sure that her little brother was going to love that idea.
“Excellent. Well, let’s meet again tomorrow night after dinner, say, my room at 8:30pm?
“Sure.” Liam whispered, still clinging to his manhood.
- Liam is based on Carl from Chaosmen -
