u/Haunting825

This happened a while back, but one day I was super horny and pondering on better ways to self-ballbust myself. I of course had a few at-home methods like punching myself in the balls or dropping an object on them, but none of them *really* ever gave me the stomach-churning pain I was yearning for. But luckily, it didn't take long before I came across success stories on the web of others using those handheld tennis ball launchers that are meant for playing with dogs, but on their own nuts instead (and to what looked like great effect too).

I immediately got excited hearing about this, put in an order for one, and patiently waited. To make it even more of a special occasion, I decided to temporarily quit masturbating and only edge myself multiple times to ballbusting porn until it finally arrived. By the time I got a notification that it was at long last being delivered a few days later, my cock was almost constantly in a semi-hard state and leaking precum from all my edging work. Moreover, my balls felt heavy and swollen, filled to the brim with days of backed-up semen, and like they were on the verge of exploding from all my horniness. I quickly brought the package in, unboxed it, and gave it a quick inspection to see what I'd be working with.

It was a fairly normal tennis ball launcher from what I could see (specifically the Hyper Pet K9 Kannon if you wanted a more visual reference). It came with two tennis balls (lucky since I had forgotten to order any haha) and the green launcher itself. On the back of it, it had a black handle that used a rubber-band mechanism where you could pull it back at several "levels" to increase the force of the tennis ball shooting out, and a trigger for actually letting the handle go to launch out the tennis ball itself. It seemed to have about 9 of these power levels to it, and even just *hearing* the sound that the highest level made when I pulled the trigger and dry-fired it made a nervous bead of sweat appear on my temple, but I was too horny to back out now.

I found myself a nice flat spot on my carpeted bedroom floor for this and sat down. Next, I grabbed two rubber bands I had lying around and tightly tied them around the base of my heavy ballsack—just to be absolutely sure my boys wouldn't be going anywhere. After that, I opened up and spread my legs in a v-shape, loaded a tennis ball into the launcher and set it to the 1st power level, and then placed it onto the floor a few feet away aiming right at my completely exposed and vulnerable testicles. I think it was only right here when I was finally in this position that I started to really get nervous about the situation. And for a fair few reasons too:

- My testes were completely out in the open due to the rubber band and had absolutely no wriggle room to escape an incoming tennis ball impact. Hell, even the way they were tied up seemed like a neatly wrapped Christmas present for any girl to come in and give them a free punch or kick.

- Even on the lowest setting, it would still be more forceful than any nut hit I've ever taken before.

- I'd be the one pulling the trigger for the shot on my *own* nuts.

Despite all this, my mind was still completely clouded with horny thoughts (hell, I still even had some ballbusting pussyenvy captions up on my PC monitor that I was edging to while waiting for the package to arrive) and my dick was still erect at the thought of what would come next.

Without a moment more of hesitation—despite my shallow and nervous breaths and slight body shaking—I set my trembling finger on the trigger, looked down one more time at the launcher that was set to level 1 power aiming right at my exposed and tied testicles full of cum and begging for a release, and pressed down. The first thing I heard was the snap of the rubber band shortly followed by feeling a small sense of pain in my family jewels. My balls stung a little, but that was basically it. The tennis ball had perfectly smacked both of my boys spot-on, but disappointingly, the force of the 1st level was simply too weak to really have any effect on me. Or maybe my balls were really durable and all the other guys I've seen in my ballbusting porn were simply too weak?

With a newfound but perhaps misplaced sense of confidence, I reset everything and set the launcher to power level 2 now. This time, I didn't even hesitate as I pulled the trigger. I was looking down and saw the tennis ball crash right into my testicles. This one definitely hurt more and was a little above my hardest nut punches, but still definitely manageable. Despite that, the pain in my balls was now lingering for longer and I began to feel that all-too familiar lower stomach pain after a good ball bust. My cock was slightly twitching at feeling the residual soreness in my ballbag and some more pre-cum was leaking out of the tip, so I decided to press on.

Still feeling confident, I set everything up again and now set the launcher to the 3rd power level. This time I decided to look forwards instead of down at the launcher so I could be a little more surprised at when the impact would come. I set my finger on the trigger and slowly increased the pressure on it, but it seems like men's self-preservation instinct for their balls was too strong because I also inadvertently felt myself ease up on the trigger pressure a few times as well. I guess even in the back of my mind, I was still quite scared and had some reservations about getting shot in the testes with a tennis ball launcher huh? Fighting through one of humanity's oldest survival instincts, I pushed through and managed to finally exert enough trigger pressure to launch out the tennis ball once more. Perhaps because I was looking straight ahead instead of down now, or maybe it could have been because of how I kept fighting with myself to finally push down on the trigger hard enough that caused the whole setup to shift a little, but the tennis ball this time veered slightly off course and managed to strike only my right testicle. I instantly felt a blinding pain in my right cherry unlike anything I've ever felt before, and I couldn't be happier! I doubled over slightly with a masochistic smile as I cupped my nuts with my hands and rocked back and forth a little until the pain would subside. But I knew I still wasn't done and wanted more. I didn't even care anymore about how hurt and sore my testicles would be after this, I just wanted desperately to feel that stinging pain in my nuts again and finally cum my load out.

After a while of rocking back and forth, the aching in my right nut finally lowered to a manageable enough level that I could sit back up, and I felt ready to take it up one more level. I got everything into position one last time, and I cranked the launcher all the way back to Power Level 4. This time I wanted to be absolutely sure I would feel the pain in both of my testicles (kind of a weird sentence to say looking back haha), so I went back to looking downwards at the launcher and my nuts in its sight-line. At this point, my whole body was nervously shivering in fear at would come next. My breath was rapid and shallow, my dick was completely hard, and my balls looked liked they just wanted to run away already but couldn't because of the rubber bands holding them in place. Timidly, I once more put my quivering finger on the trigger and tried to put pressure on it, but now even my whole body and mind were fighting against me and wouldn't let me press it down. Tons of thoughts flooded into my hesitant mind. Things like "what if one of my testicles get permanently injured or even ruptured from this?" to horny ones like "I JUST WANT TO GET BALLBUSTED AND CUM ALREADY!" Even the launcher itself was shaking a little because of my trembling. To calm myself a little and lean more towards my horny side, I tried to imagine a naked girl on the other hand holding the launcher at my nuts, ready to ballbust and mock me when she the nutshot finally went off.

I guess my dick couldn't take it anymore, because for a brief second amidst my body and mind's pressure up and down fight with the launcher's firing mechanism (I was even considering going back to level 3 and ending it there), I unexpectedly did a very hard press down on the trigger. I was taken completely by surprise as I looked down and saw the tennis ball collide with both of my testicles dead-on at a speed far too fast to see with the naked eye. But I instantly felt the pain in my nuts radiate out to the rest of my body. I instantly fell onto the floor in the fetal positon cradling my suffering testicles. My stomach churned and turned over as my lower body got raked over with misery, but the worst of the agony was right in my two low-hangers. For a brief second, I even wondered if I had just ruptured my own nuts. I had never felt ball pain like this before and now I fully understood it at that moment. Desperately clutching my nuts did nothing to reduce the suffering they were in, and I even felt like I was going to puke at one point.

Driven by pure, animalistic horniness and the terrible ballbusting I just did to my own testes, I frantically ripped off the rubber bands from around my scrotum so I could start fapping and let all the built-up cum in my balls out. This turned out to be a half-mistake, as when I rapidly did so my right nut got out of the rubber bands just fine, but lefty got briefly trapped on them for just a moment before it too felt loose. Basically, imagine a girl is squeezing one of your nuts hard for a second but then it manages to slip out of her grip, and that's exactly what it felt like. At least this way, my left ball was now on the suffering level as my right one eh? I fell back onto my back on the floor again and kept squirming while the agony in my nuts continued, but I also managed to half-lucidly grab my dick and start vigorously stroking it as well. I looked up at my PC monitor at the ballbusting captions girls on there, envisioned the imaginary woman holding the tennis launcher in front of me again while laughing at my own weakness (while she herself could never feel this male-only pain too), and just the general aching in my family jewels at that moment. It only took a few strokes until I ended up cumming my heart out and finally releasing all my pent-up semen, even going as far as shooting it out a few feet in front of me. I then finally fell back onto the floor completely exhausted, with one arm still cradling my aching balls.

10/10 highly recommend!

Have any of you guys used a tennis ball launcher or similar toys for ballbusting? I'd love to hear your experiences!

Pretty much what the title says. Do you guys have any stories where a girl and a guy are in a direct competition. match, or contest against one another, and the girl manages to sneak in a win by hurting her male opponent's testicles? Even better if it was looking like she was going to lose if she didn't play dirty and go for the balls.

My personal example for this is The Car Dealership. Reading about how the man and woman in this story are tied in sales for the month even to the point of physically pulling at each other to get that critical last deal first, and how the girl decided to kick the male lead in the family jewels HARD just to incapacitate him, and then later returning with a successful contract in hand and smug aura always gets me going!

I'd love to read even more of these stories if you guys have them! They tie really well into my ballbusting pussy envy fetish too simply for the fact that men are typically portrayed as being the stronger of the two sexes and women as weaker. But a woman can hurt you so badly in one tiny spot and even use that against you to her advantage yet you can never do the same to them.