Inheritance Battle by mortalcombat339

Chapter 1: Kevin’s POV


“I should warn you all, Mrs. Smith’s will is pretty eccentric,” Joanne, our 35-year old family solicitor, said. “Her will specifies in no uncertain terms that her inheritance will be determined by two competitions between her grandchildren Kevin and Kelly. The winner of those competitions will get her entire inheritance.”

A loud gasp of surprise went up from everyone around the room. I looked across the room at my 18-year old cousin Kelly. She seemed as surprised as me to hear that one of us would be inheriting her money, not our parents or our grandmother’s two living brothers, and that we would be competing for the inheritance.

Joanne continued, “Mrs. Smith has $2 million total that she is leaving in inheritance and the winner for each competition will get $1 million.”

Another gasp went up around the room at the amount of money. I knew my grandmother had been very wealthy, but I never envisioned she had anywhere near that fortune. $2 million dollars would be enough to set a person up for life of luxury without ever having to work again!

“What are the competitions?” I asked eagerly.

“According to her will, the first competition will be a written test. Each contestant will answer 100 multiple choice questions on subjects including math and science only. The one who gets the better score will inherit $1 million” Joanne replied.

I smiled. I was an engineering major in college, so those were the two subjects I knew best. I knew Kelly was smart and did well in high school, but I was three years older than her and I had graduated valedictorian in high school.

“The second competition will be a no-holds-barred fight where the person who knocks out the other wins the $1 million.” Joanne continued as another gasp went up from everyone in the audience. “According to her will, I will be the referee of the fight.”

I smiled again, hardly able to believe my luck. I was three years older than Kelly, was a foot taller than her. I worked out every day and had a magnificent body. I had been the football captain in high school, was a star football player in college whereas Kelly didn’t even play any sports in high school. Plus I was a guy and she wasn’t!

“What??? Is this some sort of joke?” Kelly’s father demanded. “Making my daughter have to physical fight against a boy three years older than her? Who would do such a thing? She’s going to get hurt.”

“I’m afraid it’s not a joke, sir.” Joanne showed him a physical copy of the will. “And it’s quite clear in the will, if either of the contestants doesn’t participate in both competitions, then that person forfeits the entire $2 million to the other.”

I saw Kelly looked terrified at the thought of fighting of me, and despite my excitement at the prospect of $2 million, I did feel a little bad for her. It definitely did seem unfair of my grandmother to make her fight against me. I had always thought that my grandmother didn’t like me very much and that for some reason, she liked Kelly a lot more than me, but obviously I realized now my interpretation of that must have been wrong.

“I’m going to get another lawyer to fight this. This is ridiculous,” Kelly’s father said.

At this point, however, Kelly’s mother Lori cleared her throat and said firmly, “No, it’s fine. This is what my mother wanted. She was a feminist and a big believer in women’s rights. She believed strongly that women were capable of beating men in both intelligence competitions and physical competitions. And Kelly, I know you’re nervous, but we’ll talk when you get home, I guarantee you that you will be fine, I wouldn’t put you in harm’s way. It’s Kevin that ought to be worried about getting hurt.”

With that my Aunt Lori stared me straight in the eyes confidently. While a moment ago I had been feeling somewhat bad for Kelly, I now felt angry and disrespected. How could my aunt think that some tiny girl three years younger than me would beat me, a big strong guy and a star college football player, in a fight? How dare she have the nerve to say in front of everyone that it was me that ought to worry about getting hurt!

“What?” I said outraged, “No little girl could hurt a big strong guy like me!”

At this point, Joanne intervened, trying to diffuse the situation. “Ok, ok, I know this news was a lot to take in and that emotions are running high right now, but let’s all calm down. I think we should end this meeting now. The first competition will be the academic one on Monday followed by the physical fight the next day on Tuesday.”

With that, the meeting disbursed. On my drive home, my anger at Aunt Lori started to dissipate and my excitement at the prospect of $2 million returned. Who cared what some silly old woman thought? I would show her how wrong she was to doubt male superiority.

Anyways, at this time next week, I would be a multi-millionaire and be able to live a life of luxury! I couldn’t wait to get home and tell my gorgeous fiancée Anna the good news. I could feel my cock start to harden as I thought about banging her tonight to celebrate our inheritance!

Chapter 2: Anna’s POV


That night when I got home from school to the apartment my fiancé Kevin and I shared, he told me the good news about the reading of his grandmother’s will.

I could scarcely believe it and thought he was joking at first. $2 million dollars! I had grown up lower-to-mid class and that amount of money was something I could have never even dreamed about.

“We’re going to be rich! Life is going to be so great!” Kevin exclaimed as we hugged in celebration at the good news.

As we hugged, I could feel his penis getting hard and pressing suggestively against my stomach. I always loved the feeling of his firm manhood pressing against me, knowing that I had aroused him! I looked down and saw that his huge erection that was thursting his jeans outwards to the limit!

“Oh baby, I’m sorry, but we’re going to be late for our dinner reservation. Can we wait until we get back home tonight?” I asked regretfully.

He nodded reluctantly. As I was doing my hair to get ready for dinner, I watched my muscular fiancé strip off his jeans and his boxers and start to head to the shower. As he walked to the shower, I could see from behind his long still semi-erect cock bouncing up and down and his large nuts dangling down between his firm buttocks and bouncing and swinging from side to side as he strode towards the bathroom. It looked so hot and I stared in awe at this impressive display of masculinity!

Before he got to the bathroom, I asked him, “Baby, can you promise me something though? Can you promise you won’t hurt Kelly any more than you have to in order to win the fight? I feel bad for her having to fight you. It doesn’t seem fair.”

He turned around and replied, “Sure, that’s what I was thinking. She looked truly terrified today when Joanne read the will. Her father was trying to put a stop to fight. But what was funny was then her mom jumped in and said it was fine, that Kelly would fight me. Then she even had the nerve to say it was me that ought to worry about getting hurt, not Kelly. Can you believe that, as if some little girl was even capable of hurting a big strong guy like me??? I don’t know what on earth Aunt Lori was smoking today, but she must have been totally high. I mean I work out every day and I’m a star football player, while Kelly’s never played any sports. Plus girls just can’t fight. She doesn’t have the balls to fight me if you know what I mean!”

At this, Kevin, still totally naked, cupped his nuts proudly to emphasize his point and then flexed his biceps, showing off his super impressive muscles. He had such an awesome body, and I looked up at him and his masculine strength with total awe.

“I know baby,” I replied. “There’s no way she can beat you at the fight. Your aunt is just being silly. But from what I hear, Kelly is really smart though. Maybe it would be a good idea if we studied this weekend together for the academic test. I’d be happy to help you study if you wanted.”

“Hmmmm,” he replied. “I was supposed to go golfing with some friends this weekend and it’s going to be gorgeous weather. I’ll study some if I have time, but I don’t want to cancel my plans out of fear of some little girl. I think you’re over-worrying. I know she does pretty well in school, but I’m three years older than her and remember I graduated valedictorian in high school. I’m glad the questions aren’t on literature or history or some crap like that. Math and science are my best subjects and I’m an engineering major so I’ve taken a bunch of classes in them. And also guys are better than girls at math and science, guys always score on their math SATs than girls. Her mom likes to brag about how smart Kelly is, I can’t wait to beat her at the academic contest and end Aunt Lori’s bragging about that too.”

With that, he went into the bathroom and closed the door before I could respond. I couldn’t help feeling a little ticked off, especially at his comment about guys being better than girls at math and science. I knew that statistically males did score better on the math SAT on average while females scored better on verbal on average, but that didn’t mean that guys were always better than girls at math and science and that no females were capable. I was trying to make it as a female engineer, and I had noticed a lot of that sexism when I had applied for internships the past two summers, as I was passed over for guys who had a worse GPA. To hear that sexism now coming from own fiancé bothered me.

Also, I didn’t think his cockiness and overconfidence about the academic test was smart, especially with $1 million riding on the outcome. There was a look of things I loved about Kevin. He was the star football player at college, and unlike most jocks, he was actually smart, and graduated valedictorian in high school. He could also be very sweet, and gave me a lot of wonderful surprises and gifts. And of course, I loved his big thick 11 inch cock and his huge nuts. One thing I didn’t love about him though was his big male ego and all of his bragging and cockiness. I told myself many times that a person wasn’t going to love everything about another person, and that I should focus on all of his good qualities instead. Still though, I couldn’t help feeling right now like it wouldn’t be the worst thing if Kevin was brought down a peg somehow.


Chapter 3: Kelly’s POV


I was having a really bad day. First, I had woken up with the first day of my period, and I was having really bad cramps that even painkilling pills didn’t seem to be helping. Then I had heard the news about having to fight my older larger male cousin Kevin in a fight for my grandmother’s inheritance.

All car ride home, I felt terrible thinking with dread about having to fight Kevin, who I really disliked. This is embarrassing to admit, but when I was in middle school, I was overweight and also had an acne problem on face. A lot of guys at school teased and bullied me, calling me fat and ugly, including Kevin while him and his buddies laughed at me. Now that I had lost a lot weight and had found a cream that got rid of my pimples on my face and my breasts had really developed, he had stopped teasing me in the past two years, but the pain from being harassed during those middle school years lingered.

I couldn’t believe my mom had said to Joanne that it was fine for me to fight him. I thought she loved me.

When we got home, I told her with my tears in my eyes, “Mom, why did you tell Joanne that it was fine instead of letting Dad try to protest? You want me to get beaten up so just that we have a chance at half the money from the academic contest?”

I grimaced as I felt another contraction! It wasn’t fair! Why did girls have to feel this pain but not guys?

“Oh sweetie, that’s not what I want at all. After we talk about strategy, I genuinely think you will beat him. In fact, not think, I’m positive you will. And I think it will be such a fun incredible experience for you too!” she replied.

“Don’t be ridiculous!” I snapped impatiently at my mother’s crazy talk. “He’s three years older and so much bigger and stronger than I am. How in the world am I going to beat him?”

My mom just smiled. “Oh sweetie, I think it’s time we had that mother-daughter talk I should have had with you a few years ago probably. Tell you what: after we talk if you don’t think that you will definitely beat Kevin, then we’ll call off the fight and just concede the money and I’ll be totally fine with that. I just want you to give it an open mind and listen to me for a few minutes, ok?”

“Fine, I’ll listen,” I said, knowing that there was nothing she could say that would change my mind.

“Ok,” my mom said. “First off, I understand that Kevin is three years older than you, and you are totally correct that males are bigger and stronger than females. I totally understand your argument. However, have you learned in your sex-education that while us girls have a nice smooth crotch that guys have a penis and testicles?”

Jeez, my mother really had flown off the deep end. Now she was giving me a sex education lesson.

“Yes, Mom, but what does that have to do with anything?” I asked impatiently, embarrassed to be talking with her about the male private parts.

“Did you learn in your class about how sensitive the testicles are? Or have you seen any movies where a girl kicked a guy in the groin and seen the effect it had on him?” she replied.

Suddenly her meaning dawned on me. I had seen several movies where a smaller girl had kicked a guy in the groin and won the fight!

“Oh my god, Mom, does that really work in real life?” I asked excitedly. “A bunch of us from school were watching a movie where that happened and one guy said that only works in movies. He said girls are too weak to be able to hurt a strong guy like him, and that it was just put in the movie for comedic effect.”

My mom smiled. “That’s what guys want us to think. They don’t want us to know their big weakness and because if we do, we can always beat them. I’ve busted several guys before when they tried to touch my boobs and I can tell you, if anything, it works even better in real life than in movies. But you don’t need to just take my word for it. I have one of those incidents on video, so you can see firsthand how much it hurts guys. This was my first time ever busting a guy. I kept the video for all these years because I thought it might help teach my future daughter!”

I watched intently as my mom showed me the video. In the video, she looked like she was about 20 years old and she was at a bar with several female friends.

Suddenly, an enormous black guy, wearing just a white sleeveless shirt that showed off his muscles and blue jeans that were half way down his ass revealing his red boxers, came over to my mom and said, “Hey babe, you’re looking so hot in that dress.”

He was obviously drunk and was slurring his words. “What do you say we get outta here and go do some fucking? Look at how hard I am for you!”

Since the video was from 20 years ago, the picture quality wasn’t great, but I could still clearly see that he did have an enormous erection that was very visibly thrusting his jeans outwards near the zipper area.

My mom replied, “No, I’m just here with my friends. Please leave me alone.” Her voice was shaky, and I could tell my mom was nervous. With that, she turned her back on him, turning her attention back to her friends.

However the big black man grabbed her and slammed her against the wall, causing my mom’s drink to fly out of her hands and shatter on the ground.

“Well, unfortunately for you, Jamal don’t take no for an answer,” he said as he moved his hands down and started touching my mom’s breasts.

“Yeah Jamal, you show that bitch who is boss,” I heard one of Jamal’s friends off camera say with a laugh.

Next, I saw my mom drive her right knee up between Jamal’s parted legs. I could see her knee drive his whole big male package upwards against his crotch. I then heard a high-pitched scream that sounded like it was coming from a 10 year old girl, but I realized it was coming from the big black man!

Jamal’s hands instantly flew from my mom’s breasts to his scrotum and his eyes bulged so far out! It looked really comical, and I couldn’t help laughing. Groaning, he doubled over at the waist with his hands pressed tightly to his jeans near the zipper area. Then a few seconds later, he fell onto his knees, and then a few seconds after that, onto his side. As he moaned unintelligibly in pain, the big strong black boy started rocking back and forth with his hands pressed tightly to his balls.

“Hahahaha, he looks so dumb!” I said laughing, as my mom laughed with me.

In the video, Jamal finally managed to put together a few words, “AAAARGHHH! My balls, my balls! Aaaarrrghhh! My fucking nuts! They hurt so bad! Oh God, make the pain go away, I can’t take it anymore.”

My mom and I laughed even harder. It was a good half an hour before Jamal was finally able to get up. Even then after 30 mins, he still clearly was feeling the effects, barely able to get up having to use a chair to help him, and walking away humiliated, very gingerly, with a significant limp and with one hand still holding his nuts. All from one little knee from my mom! And this was a super ripped muscular guy too!

Laughing, I turned to my mom and said, “Oh my God, his reaction was way more devastated than what they show in movies.”

“I know, sweetie,” my mom replied. “That’s because getting kicked in the balls is literally the most painful thing that can ever happen to a guy, and there’s no way to properly simulate it. Even the best actors can’t.”

After watching the video, I thought eagerly now about the prospect of getting to fight my large muscular cocky male cousin.

“Oh Mom, I would love to kick Kevin in the balls. He’s always so cocky and thinks that he’s better than everyone else, especially girls. And back when I was in middle school, he used to bully and taunt me all the time calling me fat and ugly. But Mom, won’t there a rule against kicking Kevin in the nuts during the fight?” I asked. “I mean I know there’s a rule against groin attacks in wrestling, karate, and other sports.”

“I know,” my mom replied. “But that’s because those rules were made by men to protect their stupid little nuts and to protect the myth of male strength and superiority. That whole rule is bullshit. Guys try to use their size and strength advantage over girls, so why shouldn't girls be able to use their even bigger advantage...that guys have two vulnerable pathetic nuts dangling between their legs and girls do not.. Anyways, in this case, your grandmother was the one who made the rules. She knew how Kevin treated you when you were in high school, and I know for a fact that she set up her will this way to give you the opportunity for revenge. There’s not going to be any rule against attacking your cousin’s nuts, I guarantee it . Plus did you hear Joanne say today that the fight was no-holds-barred?”

I nodded and asked, “Mom give me an honest answer. Do you really think I can beat Kevin? I mean I know it worked for you against that black guy, but I’m not a very good athlete and Kevin is so big and strong and good at sports.”

“Oh sweetie, I know Kevin is big and muscular, but honestly a guy’s muscles don’t do anything for him when you get them in the nuts. Look at Jamal in the video. Did all of his muscles do anything good after I kneed him in the junk? And honestly sometimes I think the bigger the guy, the easier they are to beat. The bigger the man usually means the bigger the balls, which not only mean a bigger target for us girls but also the greater the pain for them because the bigger the balls that means the more nerve endings they have there,” my mom laughed.

“Also,” my mom continued, “you don’t need to be a great athlete to be able to bust a guy’s nuts. They just dangle their so pathetically and so totally exposed in such a perfect easy-to-attack position for us girls, and there’s just so many ways you can attack them.”

My mom looked me in the eye and said, “I think you could beat him right now, just by going for his balls. But if you want, I think it would be a good idea if I trained you this weekend. I could show you the best techniques for attacking a guy’s groin and have you practice them if you want. After that, I’m positive you’d be able to beat Kevin. And I know your grandmother was sure you’d win also; she loved you so much and she’d have never done anything that she thought there was even a small chance of you getting hurt from.”

“Oh yes, that would be wonderful if you helped train me,” I said eagerly.

“Of course, sweetie,” my mom replied. “Plus I know from conversations with your grandmother that she also put in another rule that is going to help your odds. Joanne’s not going to announce this until right before the fight, but both you and Kevin are going to have to both fight in only your underwear.”

“This will help you for five reasons I can think of. First, this will make it so Kevin won’t be able to wear a cup to protect his stupid precious nuts. I bet Kevin, being a guy, would be too dumb and arrogant to wear a cup anyways but this will make it so he can’t. Second, this will allow you to very easily see his junk underneath his boxers and know exactly where to aim. Third, you being just in your underwear will have a very sexually distracting effect since males are always so horny. I want you to wear your sexiest underwear you have, or we can go shopping together for new ones if you want, to make sure he is really sexually distracted. Fourth, when he gets an erection from looking at you in your sexy underwear, you and everyone else in the arena will be able to see it. I want you to tease him about his erection, I’ll give you some good lines if you want. Men have such a big ego and hate being teased, that’s another advantage us females have. For that reason, I want you to bring as many female friends to the fight with you as possible, to taunt Kevin the whole time, first about his erection and then about losing to a girl. I guarantee this will make him do stupid things because of his male ego. Then finally, the fifth advantage fighting in your underwear gives you, is that it makes a guy’s balls even more sensitive when they are aroused. A boy’s nuts are already the most sensitive part of the human anatomy anyways, but from what I’ve read that they are even more sensitive when the guy is aroused and his testicles are filled with cum and he’s close to cumming. I’m not a male so I can’t say for sure, but it definitely seemed to be true when I kneed Jamal when he had that massive erection!”

“Wow, that sounds amazing, Mom!” I said excitedly. “That’s so many advantages I never even considered. Yes, let’s definitely go shopping. I want to get your opinion on what is best to wear to distract Kevin!”

“Sounds good!” my mom replied. “So I take it you want to go ahead and fight him now?”

“Yes, I do, Mom! Thanks so much for talking me into this!” I exclaimed giving her a big hug. “This really sounds amazing! I can’t wait to kick Kevin in his family jewels!”

“I know sweetie. If I wasn’t so happy for you, I might even be a little envious of you. Kevin is such a cocky shit who thinks that he’s better than everyone especially females. So many times, when he’s been bragging about how smart he is or how good of an athlete he is, I wanted to kick him in the nuts and teach him a lesson. But I knew I couldn’t or I’d get in trouble. Well, now here’s your opportunity to do that without having to worry about getting in trouble. And on top of that, you get $1 million for beating him after you kick him in the nuts! This is why she set up her will this way, rather than just giving you the $2 million directly,” my mom exclaimed.

“One thing though, sweetie. Let’s not call Kevin’s testicles jewels. Let’s call them junk instead. Jewels imply something nice and valuable. Men call their private parts jewels out of pride to try to create the myth that their organs are something nice and valuable. However, in reality, a guy’s nutsack is so ugly, filthy, smelly, weak, and pathetic. Just pure total junk! Plus, I bet it will be really make Kevin angry when you taunt him if you call his organs junk instead of jewels!” my mom continued with a laugh.

“Ok, Mom, I like the word junk better anyways!” I replied laughing with her.

“I think you can beat him in the academic contest too,” she explained. “I know your grandmother thought you could win too. In fact, she specifically chose his best subjects, math and science, because she had confidence in you and wanted you to be able to prove that you could beat him at anything. I know he’s older than you and has taken more classes than you have, but since he’s such a typical cocky guy, I bet he’s too overconfident to study, or at least study much, for the contest. I got you some study books. We can study together this weekend if you want. We can split the time between studying for the test and training for the fight. It will be good to switch back and forth whenever your mind needs a break after studying or your body needs some rest after training.”

“Oh yes, Mom, that sounds wonderful! Thank you so much for helping me.” I replied excitedly.


Chapter 4: Anna’s POV


Kevin and I were having very delicious romantic dinner, and the little bit of tension from our conversation just before he got in the shower was completely gone. I was wearing a new sexy dress for dinner tonight, and much to my satisfaction, I could tell that Kevin really liked it as he had not been able to stop staring at me all dinner!

After the waiter served us our main entrees, Kevin had a bite to eat and then stood up a bit to reach for the salt and pepper. As he sat back down, he let out a high pitch yelp, causing people at several nearby tables to turn around to face us. I asked him what was wrong, thinking at first that it was just that his food had been too hot.

Blushing, he said that he would tell me later. As he was still grimacing in pain, it dawned on me what must have happened and why he was too embarrassed to talk about it. Sure enough, when we got to the car after dinner, he admitted to me that he had sat on his left testicle when he went to sit back down after grabbing the salt and pepper.

I couldn’t resist laughing, especially since I knew he hadn’t been seriously hurt. “Oh, you silly boys and your sensitive testicles. You boys need to be careful. You want to have kids don’t you?” I giggled as I hugged and kissed him.

I could he was a little embarrassed, but at the same time I could tell he was also turned on by my teasing of him as I could feel his penis start to harden as we hugged.

As he drove home, I reached my left hand out, moved it up his thighs sneakily, and started stroking his balls and cock gently through his dress pants, causing him to moan in pleasure and his 11 inch cock to harden almost instantly into a rock-hard erection. I knew Kevin always loved it when I played with his “jewels”, as he liked to call them. I knew Kevin had also been very turned-on by the tight low-cut dress I was wearing tonight that showed off all my curves.

I loved the feel of his 11 inch dick and his plum-size nuts in my hand, and even more than that, I loved how the feel of being able to make his penis grow with the simple touch of my hand. Kevin was always so horny all the time, and I loved how hard he always got for me. And as impressive as his cock was length-wise, it was even more impressive in terms of thickness! He filled me up entirely whenever we had sex, and it felt so pleasurable!

By the time we got home, even after we got home, Kevin’s cock was completely hard and sticking straight out and a big wet spot had formed near the zipper area of his dress pants.

“Well, well, we can’t exactly get out of the car like this. That would be rather embarrassing for you if anyone sees you I would imagine,” I giggled in a sexy female voice.

I gave him my jacket to put around his waist, but to my amusement, even that couldn’t conceal his erection. Thankfully, no one saw us as we got out of the car and took the elevator up to our apartment, with Kevin walking crouched over to try to hide his erection as best as possible. It looked quite comical I had to admit and I couldn’t help laughing at my fiancé!

As soon as we got through the door, Kevin pulled off my dress and bra and started sucking my nipples to my delight. Meanwhile, as we stumbled towards the bedroom, I pulled down his pants and his boxers and started stroking his taut balls again, causing him to gasp ecstatically, “Oh yes, baby, just like that, please keep stroking my jewels.”

Our sex was always great, and we’d had sex almost every night for the 2 years we had been dating, but tonight it was even better than usual! I felt so lucky to have a fiancé with such a big cock and who knew how to use it in bed! As impressive as his 11-inch dick was length-wise, it was even more impressive in terms of thickness! A lot of people ask me whether length or girth is more important, and my answer is always the same: both!

Kevin filled me up entirely whenever we had sex, and it felt so pleasurable! Maybe this sounds cruel to say, but I knew I could never have a relationship with a guy who was small. Back in high school, before I had been dating seriously, I had sex with a few guys who were on the small-to-average end, and I could barely feel a thing during sex; it was awful. Even though I’m sure guys prefer girls with big boobs, the reality is size is far more important for guys than it is for girls. Even if a girl has small boobs, a guy will still find them desirable and it won’t ruin sex the way a small penis does.

Tonight Kevin’s cock was even harder and thicker than usual and as always he lasted a really long time, and I reached six incredible orgasms as I moaned in pleasure as I reached orgasm after orgasm! After I finished with my 6th orgasm, we switched positions. (Kevin always let me orgasm first and it was more pleasurable for me to do that while I was on top. Then after I would finish, we would switch positions and he would take the top position and cum inside me because that was more pleasurable for him.)

Trying to catch my breath, I complimented my fiancé, “Wow, that was so good! You’re amazing in bed! Your dick’s so big and thick, I love it, it feels so good!”

I knew he always loved it when I complimented on his size and that it turned him on even more!

He panted in reply, “I’m glad you finished fast. I’m not sure I can last another minute. I’m going to explode inside you so…..UMMMMMPPPPH!”

You have to believe me that this was honestly a total accident and I felt awful about it. I loved my fiancé and would have never done this to him intentionally. However, as we switched positions, we both moved towards each other at the same time and my knee accidently collided with my poor fiancé, with what I’m afraid was a good deal of force, right in the worst possible place for Kevin, right in his poor testicles!

It was just a total accident where he happened to move his nutsack forward at the same time I happened to move my knee forward to the same spot. Maybe it was partially the result of me being clumsy after having two cocktails at dinner, but honestly I don’t think so. To be honest, looking back at the incident, I’m surprised that this had never happened before in all the hundreds of times we’ve had sex. During sex, a man’s balls just dangle there totally exposed, so close to all the….ummmmm…. ‘action’ during sex.

A man’s penis I thought could also easily get hurt during sex, bent the wrong way when it was fully hard and had no flexibility, with all the thrusting that went on. Having a penis and testicles was a definite hazard for all boys and men in the bedroom during sex, I realized.

I could feel my knee drive my fiancé’s cum-filled babymakers, especially his left one, hard against his unyielding pelvis bone. As I withdrew my knee as quickly as I could from his groin, I could feel the nuts of the boy I loved slowly struggling to regain their former shape after the severe compression I had accidently subjected them to. Even though I obviously can’t know firsthand since I’m a girl, I winced at how they must feel for my poor sweet fiancé!

My big strong fiancé’s face instantly scrunched up in pain and his eyes bulged way out in shock, as a keening high-pain wail escaped through his O-shaped mouth. He pushed me away hard and his hands desperately dove for his tortured testicles.

Kevin doubled over with his hands pressed tightly to his crotch, cupping his scrotum, and then he fell onto his side, rocking back and forth, looking at me with glassy eyes filled with deep deep pain, and moaning, “Oooooowwww! My jewels! Oooowww! You crushed my jewels Anna!”

“Oh baby,” I replied in genuine concern and distress, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to. I love you. Are you ok? Is there anything at all I can do to help? Can I get some ice for you?”

However, Kevin didn’t respond. My big muscular stud of a fiancé just kept moaning, “My jewels! Oh god, my jewels!” over and over again as his penis gradually deflated until it was completely flaccid. Kevin’s face was completely white in pain, and I saw tears forming in his eyes, as I guess the awful pain was refusing to abate.

I felt terrible to see my fiancé in such agony and to know that I had been the cause. My poor sweet fiancé had been so hard and horny since late this afternoon, and now when it was finally time for him to get seminal relief, I had not only ruined that, but also put him in the worst pain a man can feel.

As he was rocking back and forth, Kevin inadvertently rolled off the bed. He fell hard on our wooden bedroom floor but to be honest, I don’t think he even noticed that at all. All of his attention was still going to his two most prized possessions!

As soon as I felt my knee connect with Kevin’s family jewels, I knew that I had hit my poor fiancé in a bad spot, but honestly his reaction and the amount of pain he was in was far worse than I had expected. While I genuinely felt terrible for doing this to him, I have to admit I couldn’t help finding his reaction comical as well. I’m sorry to say this, but the truth is my big strong fiancé just looked so dumb and pathetic the way he was hugging his precious nuts, rocking back and forth, tears trickling down his face, coughing and dry retching, and moaning over and over again, “Oh my jewels! Oh god, my precious jewels!”

I had heard college football broadcasters often rave about Kevin’s toughness and ability to play through pain during football games. And this was the reaction from the big tough football star from one little knee from a small little girl???

I remember a couple weeks ago, Kevin and I had been watching a movie where the heroine had beaten the bad guy at the end of the movie by kicking him in the nuts. I laughed while we watched, but Kevin seemed embarrassed and he told me that the effects of groin shots were exaggerated for drama in movies and weren’t nearly as painful in real life. However, now didn’t seem like a particularly good or nice time to ask him if he thought that was still the case!

Watching Kevin’s reaction definitely made me thankful that I was born female and that this could never happen to me. I hope this doesn’t sound selfish to say, but it also crossed my mind that I was lucky that I had already just had my 6 incredible orgasms right before this, because I had a feeling that, after this, Kevin was going to be able to….ummmm… ‘perform’ for a while after this.

I asked Kevin again if he wanted an ice pack, but once again, he didn’t respond other than to keep moaning and coughing in agony, so I went to get an ice pack from the freezer anyways. I tried to hand it to him, but I don’t think he even noticed; he was still curled up on his side rocking back and forth and all of his attention was still going to his nuts which he was cupping as if his life depended on it.

Feeling really bad for my fiancé, I went around back and tried to apply ice to his tortured testicles from behind between his buttocks. However, he had his legs pressed tightly together and wasn’t letting me in and he resisted strongly as I tried to force apart his thighs.

“Baby,” I said gently, “Open your thighs to let me in. I’m not going to hurt you again. I just want to ice your balls to make sure they don’t swell up too much.”

After that, he did open his thighs a bit so I could sneak my hand in and ice his poor nuts from behind, although if the ice helped him, he didn’t show any of sign of it. He was still moaning, coughing, and dry wretching in seemingly just as much pain. I didn’t know what else to do at this point. I noticed that his normally plum-sized testicles had now visibly swollen to the size of large oranges.

“Baby,” I asked tentatively, “do you think maybe we should go to the emergency room?”

Chapter 5: Kevin’s POV


It’s amazing the way a night can change in a few seconds! One minute I was feeling more aroused than I ever had in my life, and then the next I was in the worst agony of my life. Ever since Joanne had read my grandmother’s will today, I had been feeling super eager all day to have sex with my gorgeous fiancée in celebration and could practically think of nothing else. Next, Anna had worn a gorgeous tight low-cut dress that showed off all her curves. I simply couldn’t take my eyes off of her all dinner, and I have to admit, I got a big erection during dinner, which thankfully I was able to hide under the table and the tablecloth. The incident at dinner after I grabbed the salt and pepper had been embarrassing and a little painful, but thankfully my left nut hadn’t gotten trapped and had been able to slide out to the side or else I knew the pain would have been much much worse (I cringe just thinking about that!). I wanted nothing more than to reach down and caress my two most precious possessions until they felt better, but everyone at the restaurant was already staring at me after I let out the yelp and I didn’t want everyone to know I had sat on my testicles. That would be so embarrassing! So I ****** myself to sit up straight and tough it out, and fortunately the pain wasn’t as bad as I feared and started abating after a few minutes.

To be honest, it turned me on even more to hear Anna tease me playfully about it after dinner. Then, while I was driving home, Anna reached a hand out and started playing with my cock and my jewels. I absolutely loved when she did that, and I was so hard and so horny that I’m surprised I was able to drive us home without crashing the car! Then once we got home, Anna put her jacket to try to hide my erection, but to be honest at that point I didn’t care who saw. The only things I could think about were my fiancée’s gorgeous sexy body and getting seminal relief for my rock hard throbbing penis!

When we had sex, I always let Anna cum multiple times before I shot my load inside her. Normally, I’m very good at lasting a long time, but tonight I was so horny, that while Anna was on top and reaching her orgasms, it took everything I had not to cum. Finally, Anna reached her 6th orgasm, and we were ready to change position for me to finish inside her from on top!

As I pulled my hard dick out of her to switch positions, Anna panted “Wow, that was so good! You’re amazing in bed! Your dick’s so big and thick, I love it, it feels so good!”

I almost came right then and there even without anything touching my cock! I absolutely loved when she complimented me like this! I knew I had a big cock and I was proud of it, but still there is absolutely nothing better, as a guy, than hearing a female praise you about being so big and so good in bed!

Then, as I was panting that I didn’t think I could last another second, my entire world collapsed! As we went to change positions, my fiancée’s knee connected hard with my dangling jewels! I stared at Anna in shock and disbelief, and from her expression of shock and horror, I could tell right away that she hadn’t meant to do it intentionally. However, that didn’t make the pain any less bad for me!

I guess I had been lucky, but I had never gotten hit in the balls before, even with all the sports I played! For the first few seconds after her knee connected, the pain wasn’t that bad, and I thought hopefully that maybe I had dodged a bullet and that maybe getting hit in the nuts wasn’t nearly as bad as movies made it out to be. Then, the waves of pain came with a vengeance as the tightly packed nerve endings in my jewels screamed their agony to my brain! I curled up in a ball, coughing and rocking back and forth with my hands pressed tightly to my poor injured jewels in a futile attempt to stop the awful pain, but nothing worked at all!

I don’t know if maybe the pain was worse for me because my jewels had been fully taut and on the verge of releasing their cum, but the pain was way worse than anything I could have possibly imagined! Sure, I had seen others get hit in the balls on occasion and had read about how sensitive the testicles were, but the truth was if you are female or if you are a male who hasn’t gotten hit there, it’s impossible to understand how painful it is: the way the pain in your testicles spreads to your stomach and then the rest of the body and the feeling of nausea that accompanies a hit to the nuts!

The next 10 minutes passed it a blur of pain for me, although to be honest it felt more like 10 hours than 10 minutes for me! Somehow I ended up going from the bed to the floor, but the truth is I don’t even remember getting there! I was vaguely aware that Anna was trying to ask me something, but through my waves of agony, I couldn’t tell what she was saying.

After 10 minutes, once the unbearable pain started to subside to a little bit more manageable level, I heard Anna ask me, “Sweetie, do you think maybe we should go to the emergency room?”

This question really snapped me out of it. I felt horrified at the thought of going to the emergency room and having to tell the nurse, who would probably be female, that I was here because my fiancée had kneed me in the balls while we having sex! To be honest, I already felt totally embarrassed that the girl I was going to marry and spend the rest of my life with had seen me like this, so vulnerable and in so much agony, all from one little knee to my manhood of all places! I had always been proud of my large thick dick and my big dangling jewels that made me a man, and I felt utterly humiliated now to have these male parts be causing me so much pain in front of my fiancée!

What was wrong with me? I was supposed to be a big strong man, who was a tough star football player. How could one little knee from a little girl have hurt me so badly? How could I have reacted so pathetically like this in front of my fiancée? I really hoped my reaction hadn’t looked as pathetic as I remembered vaguely through my haze of pain.

I also realized now for the first turn that Anna was icing my precious jewels from behind between my butt. I know Anna was just trying to help, but this just made me feel even more humiliated that she was having to baby me like this.

Trying to save some face, I said in a firm voice, “No I’m fine. It hurt a little bit, but I’m a big tough guy and I’m fine now.”

As I rolled away from Anna and ****** myself to my knees and started to try to pull myself up using the bed to help, I heard Anna say with a concerned voice, “Sweetie, don’t try to get up too soon. Maybe you should ice them for a little bit longer.”

Then another wave of agony hit me again, almost as bad as when Anna had kneed me, ******* me to double over and then fall back down to the ground, moaning in pain with my hands pressed tightly to my jewels.

“Oh sweetie,” Anna said with concern. “That’s why I didn’t want you to try to get up so soon.”

I knew Anna meant well, but at that moment, her words just made me feel even more humiliated that she had been right about me not being able to get up so soon!

Chapter 6: Anna’s POV


“Here, baby, let me ice your balls some more,” I said as I once again applied gently the ice pack to my fiancé’s red and swollen nutsack once again. I had known it would be a bad idea for Kevin to try to get up so soon, but men can just be so stubborn sometimes with their big egos.

“It’s fine, I can ice them myself,” Kevin snapped, grabbing the ice pack from me.

I was taken aback that he had snapped at me like this, but I still felt awful for kneeing him where it hurts a man worst and I could tell he was feeling really humiliated, so I decided to give him some space and went onto the bed and read a book while I waited for his pain to go away

It was a good hour later before my fiancé was finally able to get to his feet, albeit having to use the bed to help pull himself up. Groaning in pain, Kevin cupped his dangling scrotum and doubled over so that his head was almost touching the floor, but this time he was able to stay on his feet. I felt bad still, but I also had to suppress a laugh because it just looked so ridiculous.

Once again, I felt thankful I was born a girl and that this could never happen to me. I mean, here was big strong fiancé who worked out every day and was the star of the college team, and he could barely get to his feet a full hour after one little knee!

“Oh baby, are you feeling better?” I asked getting up from bed and stroking his ripped biceps.

“Yes, I’m fine now,” he said blushing, although he was still grimacing in pain.

I was still naked because I wasn’t sure if Kevin was going to want to continue our lovemaking session since he hadn’t gotten to cum yet, but he was totally flaccid now and apparently after a knee to his babymakers, he was in no mood to continue where we left off.

“I’m going to bed now,” Kevin said. As he climbed into bed, I noticed his swollen scrotum swung like a pendulum and brushed against the insides of his massive thighs, causing him to grimace and groan in pain. I turned off the lights, climbed in bed next to him, and kissed my fiancé good night, once again feeling thankful I was born a girl and that this could never happen to me. It must suck being a guy and having such sensitive orbs dangling between your legs!

Chapter 7: Kevin’s POV


When the alarm went off Monday morning, I was happy that my jewels were finally feeling mostly better this morning, after two and a half days since Anna’s knee. Our first football game of the season was coming up in a few days, and honestly I had been worried the past two days that my balls would be too sore and swollen to allow me to play in the football game. That would have been so embarrassing, but now I felt confident that I’d be completely recovered to play in the game in a few days.

I turned and looked at my groggy fiancée lying next to me in bed. Anna just looked so gorgeous and sexy, and I could feel my cock harden as I looked her up and down. That was a good sign that things were back to normal with my reproductive organs. I couldn’t wait to fuck my beautiful fiancée today in celebratory sex after I beat Kelly today in the academic contest. Despite how hard and horny I had been on Friday, I still hadn’t orgasmed after Anna’s knee to my nuts on Friday due to the lingering pain in my jewels.

I smiled at Anna and said, “Baby, we’re going to a millionaire by the end of the day today and a multi-millionaire in 2 days!”

I had spent an hour last night after I got home from my golf outing, reviewing my notes from my math and science classes. To be honest, I did it mainly just to placate Anna since she had been imploring me to do that. I felt silly wasting my time studying for a contest against a little girl that was three years younger than me and hadn’t even graduated high school yet.

Chapter 8: Anna’s POV


Kevin and I were at the front door ready to leave for the contest when he told me he needed to go to the bathroom before we left.

“Ok, but please hurry baby, we’re already late as it is,” I replied looking at my watch.

Kevin ran upstairs and I heard the toilet flush and then a few seconds later, I heard a high-pitched female scream, “Ooooooooh!” and I wondered if a woman had broken into our house.

“Help! Anna! Please help me! Oooooh!” I realized it was my husband

“Baby, what’s wrong?” I asked concerned running up the steps and into the bathroom. My fiancé was doubled over with his hands pressed tightly to his crotch.

“Anna, help me! I got my dick caught in my zipper and it won’t come out! Please help! Oooowwww! It hurts!” Kevin begged me.

I hope this doesn’t make me sound like a bad person, but at Kevin’s words I couldn’t help bursting out laughing briefly at the absurdity of my fiancé’s situation. Thankfully all of Kevin’s attention was going to his trapped penis, and I don’t think he even noticed my brief burst of laughter.

Even though I couldn’t help laughing, I did honestly feel bad for my fiancé and was concerned about him and his penis. Kevin had I thought been having quite a few accidents with his male private parts in the past few days: sitting on his testicles at dinner, me kneeing him in the nuts accidently during sex, and now this! It definitely made me feel glad once again to be a female.

“Ok baby, I’ll try to help. I need you to move your hands so I can see though.” I told him gently.

He moved his hands away and I crouched down for a look. I could see that the zipper of his jeans was caught on the foreskin of his penis. I’m not a guy so I can’t say for sure, but that looked painful! I gave a gentle tug on his zipper just to see how stuck it was.

“Aaaarrrrgghhh! My dick! No Anna!!!! That hurts!” Kevin screamed jerking away from me and doubling over.

“Baby, maybe we should go to the emergency room then! I’m sure they know how to handle this a lot better than me!” I suggested gently.

“No Anna! I can’t go out like this! I can’t let anyone see me like this, it would be so embarrassing!” my fiancé protested blushing bright red.

“Ok, ok,” I relented. “I’ll try to help. Let me see again.”

“No!” Kevin protested. “I’ll do it myself. That really hurt last time you pulled down.”
However, Kevin was not able to do it himself. He was clearly too scared to do any more than a tiny tug on his zipper. We tried pouring some water on his crotch, thinking that the wetness might help loosen his cock, but that didn’t work.

Finally Kevin relented and said, “Anna, I need you to do it. I’m worried I’m going to lose out on the million dollars if we’re any later. But please try to be gentle.”

“Ok baby, I will be gentle. It will all be over in a few seconds. Just be brave, you’re my big strong fiancé, I know you are tough. Look at all those guys who hit you on the football field, you’re never scared of them.” I said encouragingly.

“Promise you’ll be gentle,” Kevin begged me.

“I promise. Now move your hands please, so I can see.” I said in a gentle voice.

With a whimper of fear, my fiancé reluctantly moved his hands away from his genitals. With one quick firm, but not super strong tug, I managed to free my fiancé’s penis. It had required less force than I had expected, but I guess even that was still painful for Kevin.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!” my big strong brave fiancé screamed so loudly that I was worried the neighbors would here and call the cops.

“My dick! Anna! You promised you would be gentle! Oh god, my cock! It stings so bad!” Kevin screamed, making a stupid face, as he began jumping up and down in a vain attempt to fight the pain.

He looked so stupid that I had to bite back a laugh. College football broadcasters always raved about Kevin’s toughness and ability to play through pain during football games. And this was the result from one little tug of a zipper!

Chapter 9: Kevin’s POV


It burned so badly when Anna yanked the zipper down off the foreskin of my cock, but thankfully this agony didn’t nearly as long as the pain from Anna’s accidental knee to my jewels had. After about 5 minutes the worst of the burning sensation had died away, and I was able to get up and leave the house to go to the academic contest, although my cock was still stinging a little bit.

I vowed that from now on, I would always take my time and be careful when I zipped up my pants. I knew we were running late, so I had been rushing to go to the bathroom and when I pulled my zipper up, I felt this awful sharp burning pain. I looked down and realized in horror that it my haste, I hadn’t pushed my dick back enough and the zipper had caught on the foreskin of my penis. It was the scariest feeling in the world when I tried to pull the zipper down, but it was stuck and I couldn’t get my foreskin out and even trying to pull down gently caused me another sharp wave of agony.

Now as the pain died down and my panic was over, I felt very embarrassed that Anna, the girl I was going to marry and spend the rest of my life with, had seen me in such a vulnerable humiliating position. I’ve always wanted to impress Anna and to show her what a big tough strong alpha male I was, and I felt humiliated remembering what a scaredy-cat I had been just now with my dick caught in my zipper, whining about how much it hurt and begging her to be gentle. Anna was being nice about it, but she had to think that my reaction was totally pathetic, right?

At the same time, I was very relieved that Anna had been able to free my dick relatively quickly and that I hadn’t needed to go to the ER (that would have been so embarrassing, I don’t think I could have lived with the humiliation) and that no one else would ever know about this besides Anna.

Anna and I arrived a half hour late for the academic contest. Joanne gave me a disapproving look, but thankfully I didn’t have to forfeit the contest even though I was so late. When Joanne asked why we were so late, I made up an excuse that we had car trouble. There was no way I was ever going to tell anyone the real reason, that was for sure!

For the test, Kelly and I sat in a computer room and took a computerized 100-question multiple choice test. I felt like I had done really well on the exam. I would never bring myself to admit this to Anna, but looking over my notes last night had actually been worthwhile as there were several questions I don’t think I’d have been able to answer if I hadn’t studied last night.

After time was up, Joanne called Kelly and I back into the conference room where she would announce the results in front of our families.

“Ok, as you all know by now, the winner of this contest gets $1 million.” Joanne announced. “I have the scores now since it was all computerized. First, for Kevin, he scored 97 out of 100.”

I smiled at Anna as Joanne read my score, and she smiled back at me. We were going to be millionaires! I had done even better than I had thought. There were 5 questions I hadn’t known the answer, so I must have guessed correctly on 2 of those 5 questions. I could feel my cock starting to harden, both in my pride about my score and in anticipation of the celebration sex I was anticipating Anna and I were going to have when we got home, now that my balls were finally feeling better today.

“And for Kelly,” Joanne continued, “she scored 98 out of 100. Congratulations, Kelly, you are the winner!”

I felt numb, like I had been hit by a truck. I couldn’t believe it! I had lost to a little girl 3 years younger than me in the subjects that I was best at! I felt totally humiliated, and I could feel my face going red. I could also feel my cock deflating back down and shriveling in embarrassment.

Meanwhile Kelly threw her arms up in triumph, and Kelly and her mother hugged in celebration.

Kelly stuck out her hand and said to me with a smirk on her face, “Good match, Kevin. Tough blow losing by just 1 point.”

Suddenly my humiliation turned to anger. She had beaten me by one freaking point (probably because she had guessed correctly more questions she didn’t know than I did), and now she was goading me!

I wanted to grab her hand and twist it behind her back, but I knew that would be a bad look in front of everyone here, so I shook her hand. Although when I did so, I leaned in and whispered in her ear so no one else could hear, “You lucky bitch. I’m really going to fucking hurt you tomorrow during the fight now.”

I know that was a terrible thing to say and I’m not proud of it, but I was just so angry and humiliated and I felt like she had been goading me.

I remembered how scared Kelly had been last week when I had expected Kelly to recoil back in fear at my words and lose her smirk. However, instead, Kelly smirked even wider and whispered confidently in my ear, “You silly boy, I’m going to beat you at the fight too, so you can tell Anna tonight to forget about that $1 million. And you’re the one that’s going to leaving hurt tomorrow!”

I couldn’t believe it. What had happened to this scared little girl from last week? Now she was radiating that same stupid confidence her mother had last week, as if a little girl could possibly beat an older big strong guy like me. She may have beaten me at the academic contest, but I resolved that I was going to teach them both a lesson tomorrow about male superiority. Despite my promise to Anna, I definitely wasn’t going to take it easy on her tomorrow anymore, that was for sure!

Chapter 10: Anna’s POV


Kevin was almost silent on the car ride home. I still felt like he had been overconfident and should have studied more on the weekend and would have won if he had. However, I could tell Kevin was already feeling really humiliated and angry and I didn’t want to rub it in, so I decided I wasn’t going to say anything about that.

I couldn’t help noticing the way Kevin’s cock had swollen noticeably with pride when Joanne had announced his score of 97 as he smiled at me, and then the way it had rapidly deflated after Joanne announced Kelly’s winning score of 98. As a girl, I’ve always really been curious by penises, the way they get hard, the way guys can’t fully control them. It really intrigued the way losing to a girl had seemingly caused my fiancé’s cock to shrivel like that. Out of curiosity, I wanted to ask Kevin about that, but now didn’t seem like the best time.

“You know, a 97 is a really good score. You honestly have nothing to be ashamed of,” I said, trying to make him feel better. However, he just grunted in response.

When we got home, I tried again to make him feel better. “Well, look at the bright side. If you win the fight, $1 million is still a ton of money. And the fight is tomorrow, so you won’t have to wait long to get this taste out of your mouth.”

At this, Kevin finally broke out of his sulk and snapped. “I’m glad about that! I can’t wait to get revenge on her. I’m definitely not taking it easy on her tomorrow anymore!” Kevin asserted aggressively. I could hardly believe the anger and hatred I saw in his eyes.

Taken aback, I stammered, “W-why? Just because she got a better score than you did on a test, now you’re going to hurt her?”

“It’s not just that. Afterwards she whispered in my ear that she was going to win the fight too and that I was going to be leaving hurt tomorrow. The same stupid bullshit her mother said last week.. I’m going to teach them both tomorrow that females can’t challenge males physically,” Kevin replied angrily.

“What did you say to her first?” I asked, wanting to get the full story.

“Nothing,” he replied, although he blushed and I could tell he was lying. Kevin was never a very good liar, and I could always tell when he was lying.

“You’re lying,” I replied. “I saw you whisper something in her eye. I can always tell when you’re lying, so you better tell me the truth this time.”

“Fine. I told her that I was really going to hurt me now, but she started it.” Kevin said defensively. “She only offered to shake my hand to humiliate me, and she was smirking at me when she did it. That cocky little bitch beats me one fucking point and then she has the nerve to taunt me like that acting like she is better than me. I’m going to show her tomorrow who the superior sex is!”

“How dare you call her a bitch! She was being a good sport by offering to shake your hand. That’s called sportsmanship. Maybe you would know if you had any! You can’t handle that a female beat you, can you? I can’t believe how sore of a loser you are being!” I yelled, my eyes blazing with fury.

With that, I went to the bedroom, slamming the door behind me.

Then a moment later, I opened the door again and yelled “You can sleep on the couch tonight because you forget sleeping in here tonight,” before slamming the door again.

I couldn’t believe how bad of a loser and how poor of a sport Kevin was being about this. I had never seen this side of Kevin, and I was suddenly worried. Was the man that I had agreed to marry really the man I thought he was at the time I said yes?

Meanwhile, while Kevin was doing nothing to prepare for the fight, just assuming he would win because he was a guy, Kelly was busy practicing.


Chapter 11: Kelly’s POV


My mom and I were both ecstatic about my victory on the test. All of our studying this weekend had really paid off!

I told my mom about the exchange of words between Kevin and I when shaking hands, and my mom and I both laughed.

“That was so smart, sweetie! With his big male ego, I bet he was already seething with anger after losing to a girl, and you did a great job of taking advantage of it! Remember to taunt him lots and lots tomorrow too, I can guarantee he’ll lose his head and do some stupid things as a result! Hahahaha, if his big stupid male ego was humiliated today, he’s going to be a thousand times more humiliated tomorrow!”

“Males just have so many weaknesses. Their ego, their horniness, and of course, their nuts! And you’re going to take full advantage of all three of Kevin’s weaknesses tomorrow!” she continued as we both laughed!

Despite our laughs and my victory today, my mom and I weren’t taking anything for granted and we went right to work practicing when we got home.

My mom had set up a dummy, fully equipped with makeshift dangling male organs that she had sowed on, in order to demonstrate the best techniques for attacking a male and have me practice them on.

While I was practicing kicking the dummy in the crotch, a question suddenly occurred in my mind. “Mom, is it better to kick Kevin in his junk with my toes up or my toes down?” I asked curiously.

“Hmmm, that’s a really good question sweetie, I never thought about that before. I guess it depends on how good of a shot you are. Toe up will cause your toe nails to jab Kevin’s balls against his crotch, which will put him in unimaginable pain, but you have to be precise for it to work out. If you do toe down, aiming won’t matter too much, but it won’t hurt quite as bad. Maybe start with toe down and then do toe up once you have more confidence,” she advised.

Overall, my mom helped me a lot and it was a very productive day. When I went to bed that night, I was dreaming of having a real pair of balls to try these techniques on, rather than tennis balls in a sock!

Chapter 12: Kevin’s POV


Anna and I drove to the gym for the fight in total silence the next morning. I was still mad at her, and it looked like she was still definitely angry at me as well. This was the first big fight we had ever had, and the first time we had slept in separate rooms since she had moved in with me. I wasn’t proud of some of the things I had said last night, but I felt angry at Anna because I felt like she was taking Kelly’s side instead of mine when I was her fiancé and she was supposed to take my side. And after spending a night trying to sleep on our uncomfortable couch, I was also angry at her for kicking me out of the bedroom!

Despite Anna’s words defending her, I remembered how Kelly had been smirking yesterday and I was positive she hadn’t just been being a good sport when she offered to shake my hands. I think Kelly knew how humiliated I was feeling after losing to a girl in an academic test of my best subjects and having our scores read out loud in front of everyone, and she had offered to shake my hand in order to rub it in and provoke me. And it had worked perfectly for her I realized now! I had given her exactly the type of reaction she must have been hoping for when she provoked me, I realized now. I blamed Kelly for my fight with Anna, and I couldn’t wait to get revenge on Kelly today!

Anna and I still didn’t talk when we got to the gym, but she did at least sit on my side of the stands with my father Richard and my two younger brothers, 18-year old Greg and 16-year old Johnny. While my side of the stands just consisted of my father and my two brothers, I noticed with some surprise that Kelly had brought along about 20 female friends in addition to her mother and her three younger sisters. I noticed that a lot of Kelly’s friends were quite attractive, and I wanted to impress them with my male strength and fighting ability.

I was wearing a blue sleeveless shirt and blue gym shorts, while Kelly was wearing jeans and a gray hoodie, not even looking like she was dressed to fight. I knew Kelly didn’t play any sports at school. Maybe she didn’t even have any gym attire, I thought with a smirk. I couldn’t wait to start fighting and salvage at least some of my ego which had been so badly hurt yesterday.

Joanne who was the referee for the match cleared her throat and said, “Ok, everyone, as you know the winner of this fight gets $1 million. The winner will be declared only when one person knocks out the other person. You are not allowed any external weapons, such as knives, but otherwise all blows are fair. Also, according to your grandmother’s will, you are both required to strip down to your underwear now for the fight, Kevin first and then Kelly.”

I couldn’t believe that last part and gasped in disbelief and dread!

After Anna had kneed me in the nuts by accident during sex on Friday evening, my jewels had still been very swollen and tender on Saturday and every time I walked and my balls brushed against the insides of my hard muscular thighs, it caused me a ton of renewed pain. When Anna saw that I was wincing and having trouble walking, she again asked me if maybe it would be a good idea to go to the doctor to make sure everything was ok. When I vehemently shot down her suggestion again, she suggested that maybe it would be a good idea for me to wear briefs for a few days since briefs provide much more support than boxers and would prevent my testicles from swinging freely against my thighs as I walked. Blushing, I initially resisted Anna’s idea saying briefs were stupid and that I was a tough guy and I’d be ok. However, as the day went on and my balls kept getting worse and worse from the constant brushing against my things, I finally gave in to Anna’s suggestion. However, I made Anna be the one to go to the store and buy the briefs. I didn’t want anyone seeing me, the big tough football captain, buying whitey tighties!

While I felt stupid and ridiculous wearing briefs, I have to admit Anna was right and the briefs really kept my testicles in place, not swinging against my thighs as I walked, and was helping my poor jewels get better. I wasn’t 100% yet, but I thought that in a few days I would be fully recovered and then I planned on throwing away the whitey tighties forever!

However, now Joanne was telling me I needed to strip down to my underwear for the fight, in front of all these people, mostly girls! I realized with dread that the outline of my male private parts would probably be visible to everyone underneath my tighy whities! I had always considered myself lucky to be so well hung, but this was a situation where it wasn’t such a good thing. If I had known we were going to have to fight in our underwear, I would have definitely worn boxers instead, even if my not yet fully recovered nuts caused me some lingering pain when I moved and they brushed against my thighs.

I argued vociferously with Joanne, but she showed me a copy of my grandmother’s will, as Kelly smirked at me. Joanne told me that if I wasn’t willing to strip down to my underwear for the fight, then I would be required to forfeit and Kelly would win the $1 million. Well, I definitely wasn’t going to forfeit.

I took off my shirt and then blushing bright red, I reluctantly pulled off my gym shorts and stood there awkwardly in just my white briefs. I blushed an even deeper shade of red, as I heard all the females, including Kelly and Lori laughing at me!

“Hahaha, Mr. Big Strong Football Star wears dumb whitey tighties!” I heard one of Kelly’s friends from the stands taunt.

“Hahahahah, what a loser!” another taunted.

I wished I could disappear. I tried to explain that I wasn’t a loser, that I normally wear boxers and was only wearing briefs because, but then I stopped. I didn’t want to tell all these females about how my fiancée had kneed me in the nuts during sex a few days ago and how much it had hurt me! That would be even more humiliating!

The girls just laughed even louder and started chanting “Loser!”, Loser!”, Loser!”

“Oooooo, grosss! Look, you can see all of his ugly male junk under his stupid whitey tighties!” I heard one of Kelly’s friend from the stands say, and all the girls started laughing even louder.

Even Joanne, who was trying to remain professional, was struggling to hold back a laugh and was unable to keep holding it back after hearing what Kelly’s friends said. The only female that wasn’t laughing was Anna. She was also blushing and had her head down in her hands, looking mortified that everyone was getting to see her fiancé’s private parts in just his white briefs.

“Ok, Kelly, your turn now,” Joanne said, trying to force herself to stop laughing and regain her professional air.

While I had been so reluctant to strip down, Kelly meanwhile took off her clothes without any hesitation and stood there totally unabashed, radiating total confidence, in just a very skimpy bra and a matching pink thong. I couldn’t help staring impressed at her long tanned legs, her shapely ass, and her enormous boobs which were way bigger than Anna’s. I knew that my younger cousin had morphed from a fat ugly pimply middle schooler into an attractive young woman, but since she normally dressed very conservatively, I had no idea she had developed into such a total knockout!

I could even see a hint of a camel toe in her pink thong which was molded tightly to her vulva, which excited me even further! I could feel strange flutterings in my stomach as I stared at her, and with dread, I realized that I was getting an erection! I was standing there in front of a bunch of females in just my whitey tighties and I was getting erection! While all eyes were hopefully still on Kelly, I tried to quickly adjust the position of growing penis inside my briefs to hide my hard-on, but my efforts were futile. My penis was simply too big and my briefs too small!

I tried to look away from Kelly’s hot body and think about anything else, but I couldn’t get the sight of her gorgeous almost naked body out of my mind, and my cock just kept rapidly growing to full size with pulsating masculinity

Kelly was the first one to notice it.

“Ooooh, look, are you all hard for your pretty little cousin?” Kelly taunted me, laughing and pointing at my erection. “Too bad you can’t have me. You better watch you don’t trip over that during the fight though!”

All of Kelly’s friends in the crowd were also laughing and taunting me.

“Oooooh, gross! Look you can see the wet spot from his cock on Mr. Football Star’s whitey tighties! So gross! Men are totally gross!” I heard one girl taunt me, causing the others to laugh even harder.

Once again, the only girl who wasn’t laughing at me was Anna. However, this time instead of looking humiliated, Anna looked angrily at me. I guess she was mad I had gotten a hard-on for another girl.

Although honestly, when a girl was dressed like Kelly was now, what was a guy supposed to do? There was no way for a guy to look at her and not get a boner. Also, in fairness to me, I was feeling extra horny today too since I still hadn’t gotten the sexual relief I had been craving for since Friday!.

My humiliation suddenly turned to anger. This was supposed to be my day of revenge, and here I was getting humiliated even worse than I had yesterday. I couldn’t wait to finally start the fight and kick Kelly’s ass, shut up Kelly and all of her annoying female friends, and restore at least some of my ego.

Chapter 13: Lori’s POV


I’ve always been a feminist my whole life. I deeply disliked all patriarchy in our society and how men always force women to be second-class citizens. To me, the penis and testicles seem to symbolize patriarchy. So I always loved seeing men get busted and put in their proper place.

So far, things were going even better than I had hoped for. As I watched Kelly, I felt a surge of pride at this beautiful smart sweet daughter that I had helped create and bring into this world!

I knew Kevin was going to get an erection at the sight of my gorgeous sexily-dressed daughter (men are all just so horny and predictable that way), but what I hadn’t anticipated was my cocky nephew wearing briefs, which made it even better! I couldn’t believe a boy like would wear shit like that! He just looked so silly and stupid standing there blushing in just his whitey tighties with his enormous erection poking them outwards like a tent! He hardly looked now like the tough arrogant football captain who always strutted around as if he was God’s gift to the world.

I loved hearing Kelly and the other girls were taunting him about both his erection and his whitey tighties. Clearly, Kelly had listened to my advice to invite as many of her female friends as possible and to have them taunt Kevin as much as possible to take advantage of his male ego. I had also invited several older girls from the neighborhood that went to the same college as Kevin because I wanted Kevin’s humiliation to happen in front of several women that he would have to face every day so that he could never live the embarrassment down.

To be honest, I have to admit that, against my will, I couldn’t help being impressed by size of Kevin’s penis, as he had the biggest cock I had ever seen in my life. But that just made me want to see him get busted even more. In addition to his dick, I could always clearly see the outline of Kevin’s large scrotum sack and his twin meaty orbs underneath his white briefs, and I knew that would make it a nice big easy target for Kelly to know exactly where to aim! I also knew that the bigger the balls meant the more nerve endings and hence the bigger the pain!

As the girls taunted him, I was satisfied, knowing our plan had worked so far, to hear Kevin growl angrily at Joanne the ref, “Are we ever going to start the fucking fight?”

Joanne had been laughing along with the rest of the females, but she quickly tried to resume her professional air and quickly signaled the start of the match.

Kevin wasn’t the only one eager for the start of the fight. I was feeling super wet, thinking about my daughter busting my cocky unsuspecting nephew’s big dumb exposed nuts in his stupid whitey tighties and humiliating him so much more than she had already!

As the match started, I was happy to see that Kevin was standing with his legs spread wide open. The boy was obviously not expecting that Kelly would go for his balls. I never understood why men loved to stand with their legs spread like that. Doesn’t that just expose their weakness? God, guys were so dumb. They were so conditioned to think that their stupid precious nuts would always be off limits at all times, even though the rules Joanne had just read had clearly stated that it was a no holds barred fight.


Chapter 14: Kelly’s POV


Everything was going just as my mom had told me it would. It made me feel so good and powerful to know that I had caused my cousin, who had teased me unmercifully for being fat and ugly during middle school, to get an erection from my sexy body I had worked hard to develop the past few years and with my skimpy underwear that my mom and I had picked out! Honestly, he looked so dumb with his big erection in just his whitey tighties! I was definitely super glad I was born a female and didn’t have one of those dumb things between my legs like Kevin did that stuck out so obviously every time I was aroused. After all the years he had bullied and taunted me, the tables had turned now and I loved laughing at him and making fun of him now! I was also grateful for my friends taunting him as well, which I could tell was making him even more embarrassed and uncomfortable. On the other hand, I had come a long way since my overweight pimply days in middle school, and I felt totally confident in my underwear now, showing off to everyone my now gorgeous feminine body and well developed boobs. I definitely realized now that my grandmother had put this underwear clause in the will to give me an advantage and I felt very thankful to her for it!

As Joanne signaled the start of the match, Kevin advanced towards me and growled nastily, “I’m going to fucking kill you for laughing at me like that, you bitch!”

Despite all the training I did with my mom, I just simply froze in fear as Kevin charged at me. I could hardly believe the hatred and anger I saw in his eyes. While it had been fun teasing him about his boner, the realization now hit me that I was fighting my big athletic male cousin who was a foot taller than me and could probably lift 3 times as much as me and I just froze in fear.

Chapter 15: Kevin’s POV


With a growl of triumph, I tackled Kelly to the ground. She hadn’t even tried to move out of the way. This was going to be so easy. Girls just couldn’t fight.

I probably could have finished her off right then and there, but after she had humiliated me and laughed at my manhood a few minutes ago, I was still feeling super angry and there was no way I was going to let her off that easily. I decided I was going to have some fun with her amazing body first! As we grappled on our knees, I grabbed her from behind and pressed my rock hard cock tightly against her shapely ass, discreetly rocking my hips slightly and loving the feeling of her ass against my dick!

I maneuvered her body, so that she was facing away from Joanne the ref, and I slid my hands up chest and grabbed her tits, hoping that Joanne wouldn’t be able to see! To my relief, she didn’t blow the whistle and I didn’t think she could see what I was doing. I started playing with my cousin’s breasts, loving the feeling. They were so big and luscious, much bigger than Anna’s, and I could my already rock hard penis straining to get even larger.

I made eye contact with my Aunt Lori, who I made sure could see exactly where I was touching her daughter. As she glared at me angrily, I smirked at her, loving the satisfaction of teaching that stupid woman a lesson for thinking her small daughter could beat a big strong man like me.

I had been initially just planning to cop a quick discreet feel of Kelly’s boobs and to press my dick against her ass a little bit for revenge for how she had taunted me about my erection and to prove a point to her and her mother about male superiority and that I could do whatever I wanted to her.

However, it just felt so good playing with her perfect breasts and thrusting my rock hard cock against her female ass, that I just couldn’t stop. I realized that I would be on the verge of actually cumming after only another few more thrusts. I knew it probably wasn’t the smartest thing in the world to do, especially in front of my fiancé Anna, but right now I didn’t care. I would deal with the consequences with Anna later. The only thing I could think about right now was my cousin’s sexy body and I felt absolutely desperate right now to finally get seminal relief for my rock hard throbbing cock!

Chapter 16: Anna’s POV


When I heard Joanne say that the contestants needed to both fight in their underwear, I genuinely felt bad for Kevin. Even though Kevin was well hung and had nothing to be embarrassed about in terms of the size of his package, I knew how humiliating it had to be for him to stand there in front of all those girls in just his whitey tighties with everyone able to clearly see his private parts.

Heck, it was humiliating for me too since that was my fiancé and only I was supposed to get to see his private parts like that! When all of Kelly’s friends started taunting him, I blushed and put my head in my hands unable to watch.

However, then my sympathy for Kevin began to turn to anger when I saw that he got a hard-on and especially when he touched Kelly’s boobs. We were supposed to be engaged. I was supposed to be the only girl who he got a hard-on for and the only girl whose boobs he touched! I felt like he was cheating on me!

I felt awful for Kelly as he groped her. It was really unfair making a girl fight an older stronger boy like this. Obviously, I knew that females couldn’t match males in physical competitions and I wanted to win the $1 million, but I didn’t want Kelly to get hurt and that’s why I asked Kevin that first night to not hurt Kelly any more than he had to fight the win. Instead, he was feeling her up and humiliating her! I felt so angry at him!

As my fiancé groped poor Kelly’s breasts, I could hear Kevin’s two younger brothers, 18 year-old Greg and 16-year old Johnny, both laughing and smirking, obviously enjoying it.

“I’d love to bang Kelly so hard she wouldn’t be able to walk for a week. Look at the way she’s dressed like a slut. She’s asking for it.” I heard Johnny whisper to Greg, both of them laughing.

I noticed they both had one hand in their pockets playing with their large noticeable erections, trying unsuccessfully to be discreet about it.


Chapter 17: Kelly’s POV


I felt totally humiliated having my male cousin grope my boobs like this in front of everyone and I could see Kevin’s two brothers smirking and laughing at me. I could also feel my cousin’s disgusting wet erection pressing against my butt. This was so awful. What was my mom thinking telling me that it was a good idea to fight a guy like this?

I squirmed and tried to escape, but Kevin was too strong. I began to panic but then I remembered the advice my mom had given me yesterday

I balled my hand into a fist, and swung my fist backwards into my cousin’s groin. Even though I couldn’t see my target, I could feel his penis pressing against my ass, so I knew exactly where to aim. As Kevin was thrusting and happened to move at the last second, I could feel my fist miss his nutsack and hit his disgusting erect dick instead!

I wasn’t sure what was going to the result of that. Was a boy’s cock also sensitive or just his nuts? I had forgotten to ask my mom that.

I got my answer to my question within seconds though, as Kevin yelped “Ooooooo” and his hands immediately let go of my breasts. I spun around onto my back, and I saw Kevin doubled over on his knees, grimacing in pain and with his hands caressing his rapidly deflating penis!

It made me happy to realize that a guy’s dick was also sensitive in case you missed their nuts. I heard the other girls in the stands begin to laugh and cheer as they realized from Kevin’s male reaction, where I must have hit him!

Chapter 18: Kevin’s POV


I was in heaven! I think I was only one more thrust away from cumming, and finally getting that orgasm I had been waiting for since that failed attempt on Friday night!

Then I felt an awful pain as Kelly’s fist hit me square in my penis! It wasn’t quite as painful as Anna’s knee to my nuts on Friday had been, but it still hurt like hell since I had been on the verge of an orgasm and my cock had been completely hard without any give it in whatsoever.

To be honest, at that time, I didn’t think she had done it intentionally. I figured she was just flailing trying to escape and she got lucky and happened to hit me right in my dick by accident. Despite the pain, part of me was thankful that her fist hadn’t happened to hit me a few inches down and connect with my jewels instead after the experience I had had on Friday night!

Then, I saw Kelly had a big knowing smile on her face and I realized she had done it intentionally! Rage spread through my body! I also heard Kelly’s female friends laughing and cheering, which made me even angrier!

“Hey,” I yelled angrily to the ref. “That was a foul! Low blows aren’t allowed in wrestling!”

Chapter 19: Lori’s POV


Watching this fight was really turning me on and I could feel my pussy getting really wet and fiery and my breasts swelled with pride as I watched as my gorgeous daughter punched my big cocky nephew square in his totally disgusting erect penis! Kevin looked so stupid and pathetic as he yelped in the type of agony that neither I nor any other female thankfully will ever feel and doubled over caressing his dumb protruding maleness. His cries of agony further dampened my loins were sweet music to my ears knowing what had caused them! Kevin hardly looked like the big tough arrogant football star who had smirked at me moments earlier as he grabbed my daughter’s gorgeous breasts and humped his disgusting filthy cock against her shapely behind. I vowed that no matter how thoroughly Kelly beat him, I would have my own turn at Kevin afterwards and make him doubly sorry for having the nerve to touch my beautiful daughter like that!

All of us females in the stands (well at least all of us females except for Anna) all laughed at how stupid and pathetic he looked, and I noticed even Joanne the referee couldn’t hold back a smile and a laugh. I was satisfied when I heard Joanne respond to Kevin’s complaint by saying with a smile, “No, it’s not illegal. Your grandmother’s will was quite specific. You are not allowed any external weapons, such as knives, but otherwise all blows are fair in this fight.”

“That’s fucking bullshit!” I heard Kevin, still unable to get up, yell angrily at the ref. “Everyone knows low blows are always illegal in all fights!”

I couldn’t stand when males claimed that low blows in mixed fighting competitions. Us females didn’t have the same pathetic stupid junk between our legs as men did, so we had no motivation for making the groin off limits. Why should we have to play by males’ rules?? After all men tried to use their superior size and strength to dominate us females. Why on earth should us females not be allowed to use our even bigger advantage??

Males tried to claim that they were the superior sex. Well, testicles were part of their male anatomy too! If men think they are superior, then let’s make all areas exclusive to one’s gender fair game and see what the outcome of the fight would be! I knew who I thought would be the winner of this fight between my daughter and my nephew! And it wasn’t my big strong football star nephew!

I smiled as Kelly echoed my thoughts exactly and responded to Kevin by saying, “Us girls don’t have that stupid filthy silly-looking pathetic junk between our legs like you guys do! Why should we have to play your stupid boys’ rule?” as she slapped hard her perfect smooth bikini-clad crotch a few times to prove her point.

I smiled knowing that Kelly’s words would make Kevin angry with his big male ego and cause him to do stupid things. While Kelly’s punch to Kevin’s erect dick had been great, what I really wanted to see was her fist, foot, and knee in Kevin’s nutsack!

Chapter 20: Anna’s POV


To my surprise, despite the money that was at stake, I found that my natural instinct was to root for the girl, not for my fiancée! While I didn’t cheer when Anna’s punch connected with my fiancé’s erect dick (I was his fiancée after all, how would that look if everyone saw I was rooting against him?), I have to admit I felt a sexual thrill shoot through my body and I couldn’t help feeling like Kevin had deserved that after the way he had been groping and humping poor Kelly. I knew the dick wasn’t quite as sensitive as the nuts, but I knew that a male’s penis was also sensitive when it was erect. I also couldn’t help myself from thinking that my fiancé looked so pathetic as he doubled over in just whitey tighties, caressing and stroking his protruding maleness.

I noticed with satisfaction that Kevin’s brothers, who had been laughing and catcalling Kelly a few seconds ago, now looked embarrassed to see Kevin who they idolized be taken down so easily by a little girl and knowing that they had the exact same vulnerability between their legs as well!

I thought philosophically as I listened to Kevin’s complaint that Kelly’s blow had been illegal, and Joanne’s and Kelly’s responses to that. I had always just accepted that low blows were illegal in all fights without really thinking about it, but I realized Kelly’s words had a lot of truth to them. Us girls didn’t have a sensitive crotch like guys did, so honestly why should we girls have to play by their rules?

I had always accepted what society said that males were the stronger sex superior in physical activities. However, as I watched Kevin doubled over holding his dick now and thought back to his even more pained reaction on Friday after I had accidently kneed him in the nuts, I found myself wondering, could a girl actually beat a boy in a fight if the groin was a legal target? Could this be the hope for us females so that we didn’t have to be physically dominated by males and play second fiddle to them for the rest of eternity?

I remembered Kevin’s words from earlier on Friday night when he proclaimed that “girls just can’t fight” and that Kelly “didn’t have the balls to fight” while he flexed his biceps and cupped his nuts. I couldn’t help picturing Kelly driving her foot and knee into my fiance’s big nutsack, and I was surprised at how wet I was getting from those imaginations. Could Kelly really beat my big strong football star of a fiancé by going for his nuts?

But, no, surely not, I told myself, trying to keep my expectations in check. I mean my fiancé was the football captain and the toughest guy in school, and all of the other players on the football team were scared to mess with him. Surely, there was no way a girl several years younger than him could beat him. This was probably just one lucky shot because Kevin hadn’t been expecting a groin shot and now Kevin would destroy her, I told myself, unable to help feeling disappointed at the thought.