King of the Yard. Chapter 2

                               Round 1

                               Monday

-“AND THE BOYS WHO ARE GOING TO FACE EACH OTHER IN THE SECOND FIGHT ARE… TONI AND SANTI!!”.

The two boys, who were sitting together, look at each other in surprise and stand up. The contrast between both of them is absolute.

Toni is blond, he has a normal height and blue eyes, and his face is permanently smiling happily. His straight hair is styled in a way that gives him a slightly childish appearance, something the 18-year-old doesn't seem to care. He is dressed in a short-sleeved white t-shirt and khaki pants that enhance his round ass. He has a fairly muscular body, as a result of his long hours of training in the gym, and his arms are quite strong. 

Santi is dark-haired, and he has black eyes. He is  clearly taller than Toni and does not smile, but has a constant image of worry or melancholy. Although the day is hot, he is dressed in a black sweatshirt and gray pants where a huge bulge can be intuited. He is not as strong as Toni, nor similar, but he does have an athletic and slim body. He is also 18.

 Toni (left), Santi (right)

However, as everyone knows, opposites attract. Santi and Toni have been best friends since they were 3 years old. Santi has always been the quiet, prudent and studious boy. Toni has always been the popular, sporty, party boy. But they have always been there for each other. Toni has never failed an exam thanks to Santi. And despite not having many friends, no one has ever dared to mess with Santi thanks to Toni. Both feel each other as a brother.

Two weeks ago Toni found the announcement of the Apolo company tournament, and decided to apply. He doesn’t need the money, of course, since his family is one of the richest in the country, but he wants to get the contract as a model. Toni has always wanted to be an actor, ever since he was a child, and since he applied for the tournament he has been as excited as a little boy before Christmas. In fact, he applied twice, once with his own name and once with Santi's.

The surprise came when they were both called. Santi is not interested in being here, and he has only come to support Toni. So, Santi doesn't want to win, in fact, he just wants to go home. 

Destiny has wanted both boys to face each other now. They have fought several times before, but always as a game, and Toni has always been the winner, because despite being shorter, he is much stronger than Santi. 

When they get into the ring they shake hands. Toni still maintains his big perfect smile. Santi looks around, nervous about being the center of attention.

-“Humm, maybe I do like that boy and i hit you in the baws”.

Santi doesn't usually make many jokes, but when he sees Toni's big smile, he cheers up and answers.

-“Maybe I am the one who does it”. 

-“No problem. I have balls of steel. These big boys are unbreakable”- Toni replies grabbing his crotch and shaking it a bit.

Santi smiles weakly again, knowing that his best friend is lying. Santi remembers how a month ago his friend literally burst into tears after being hit in the groin by a ball in PE class. Santi remembers how Toni literally burst into tears when Toni's last girlfriend -who lasted two weeks- kneed him twice  in the balls when she discovered that he was filtring with another girl. Santi remembers how Toni almost burst into tears when a child accidentally kicked his balls in the pool, underwater, a few days ago. Santi remembers quite a few more similar situations.

Toni is his best friend, well, his only friend, but also a braggart. He loves to brag about the sports competitions he has won -many-, about the girls he has fucked -many- and about his body. And although he knows that it will only serve to make Toni brag more for a few days, Santi is going to let him win. Toni is his best friend and he is very excited about this tournament. 

However, when Toni throws a really strong punch towards Santi, the tall boy dodges it, scared. Not having hit his target, the very momentum of the blow pushes Toni forward. The boy staggers and now Santi is right behind him. Everyone finds it funny, even Toni himself.

However, Santi does not find it funny. In fact, he is angry that his best friend -one of the few people he trusts- was going to hit him so hard. For that reason, he doesn't think twice and he uses all his strength to throw a powerful and furious kick between Toni's buttocks, immediately regretting it. 

SLAP

Santi feels how the toe of his shoe savagely hits Toni's compact and meaty bulge, brutally crushing his best friend big balls into his pelvic bone. The back of his sneaker hits Toni's ass.

Santi has a strange thought. He has always heard that if the food hasn't hit the ground for more than two seconds, it can still be eaten. Therefore, he decides to quickly withdraw his foot. Maybe that way Toni won't be hurt by the kick. Santi knows that it is a ridiculous idea.

And it has negative effects. Santi withdraws his foot so quickly that it drags Toni's crotch backwards, causing even more damage to the lower part of the boy's testicles. The movement has been so fast and rough that it has been like a second kick. Everything has happened in less than one second.

Santi can't see it, but Toni's eyes immediately cross and his mouth opens, letting out a deep moan.

Tony is in shock. A few seconds ago he was joking around with his friend, and now something just hit him square in the balls. Unexpectedly. For an instant he has been able to see Santi's black shoe between his legs. Why did Santi do that? He doesn't have time to think about anything else. The pain arrives, and it’s horrible, a horrible pain that makes him feel like his balls have broken into a thousand pieces. Everything gets worse when Santi's foot roughly drags his poor balls backwards. After that second kick Toni can’t help but scream.

-"MY BIG BALLS" - Toni yells in disbelief as he slowly falls to his knees. Toni remains there for a few seconds, his mouth and eyes wide open, his whole body trembling.

-“Shit”- Santi curses when he notices what he has done- “TONI!”.

Santi immediately kneels next to his friend in concern, while Toni doesn’t storp squirming, his balls battered by two powerful kicks. Toni has received punches, knees and other blows to the balls, and all of them had hurt, but never like this. He feels like his balls just exploded. In addition, the damn kick has also hit him in his dick tip, which burns terribly. 

Toni continues to writhe in pain while most of the boys on the audience laugh. 

-“HE HAS CASTRATED HIM!”.

-“NO LITTLE TONIS!”.

-“I HEARD HOW THEY CRACKED!”.

One minute later, the blond cute boy manages to lie on his back, although he keeps moving his legs as if he was being electrocuted. His eyes meet Santi's. 

-“Bastard”.

-“I'm sorry… fuck… I…I didn't mean to hit you Toni”

-“You are a son of a bitch”- Toni says with a broken voice, trying to avoid tears. The boy keeps both hands on his crotch, trying to ease the pain. Unsuccessfully. He stops moving his legs and lays on the ground grabbing his balls and wondering why they have to be so weak.

-“Toni, I… I'm really sorry. I… you have to believe me, bro”- Santi answers with total sincerity. 

Santi feels devastated. He feels like a very bad person, an asshole. He has just hurt one of the people he loves most. Not only in the balls, but also in the ego. Toni has always been a very good person, but Santi is afraid that now his friend thinks he kicked him on purpose. Santi hopes that Toni doesn't start crying, as he has done other times after being hit there. Everyone would laugh at him and the boy would feel very humiliated. Even more humiliated.

Toni is really devastated. It was being a perfect day and suddenly… BAM… a nutshot. Two nutshots actually. He always gets hit in the balls. And it's always very humiliating. He knows that every boy gets hit there from time to time. And he knows that those blows hurt everyone. But his balls seem to have a magnet for blows... and they are much more sensitive than normal.

Toni thinks that happens because of their size. His balls are big, huge, abnormally huge. He has never met any boy who has bigger ones. That has great advantages, especially when he gets naked in front of girls. But it also has disadvantages. He gets hit in the balls more times than any other guy. And those hits hurt him much more than they would hurt any other guy.

Toni knows that he is lucky. He's handsome, he's hot and strong, he has a spectacular body and although he's not very smart he's not stupid either. He is fun, friendly and hardworking. He's good at flirting, and he's very well-endowed down there. The only problem is that fucking weakness between his legs.

Sometimes he has even cried after being hit there. He just can't help it. His abnormally large balls are also abnormally weak. 

Toni doesn't care if someone sees him, and he introduces his right hand on his pants to cup his balls. That allows Santi to see the elastic of Toni's Calvin Kleins. He uses his other hand to cover his blue eyes, as if he was trying to sleep.

-“My dick ohhhh my balls”.

-“We can wait until you get better and then you beat me”.- Santi offers.

Toni thinks about it for a couple of seconds. He is about to agree when he realizes something. Maybe if he does, his next opponent will hit him in the balls again.

-“NO. I don't want to get hit here again. Oh fuck Santi, why did you do that? I give up. I GIVE UP.”

Santi's jaw drops as Alfa proclaims him the winner of the second fight. 

-“FIFTEEN MINUTES BREAK BEFORE TODAY'S LAST FIGHT”- Alfa says.

The boys start to leave the room to smoke, go to the bathroom or talk, most of them worried about whether they will have to fight today or not. Only three persons stay in the room: Santi, Toni and Omega, who enters the ring and offers Toni a bag of ice.

-“Thank you”- Toni says, blushing. 

-“ Oh don't worry. I know those hits hurt a lot. I have four brothers” -the redhead explains with a smile - “plus, he has kicked you really hard. If I leave you alome will you start fighting, or will you behave as good boys?”.

-“Oh, don’t worry, we are friends”- Santi says.

-“We are not anymore…” -Toni growls. If he could, he would stand up and teach Santi a lesson. But he can’t. It's not fair. He has been training in the gym for years and is much stronger than Santi, who has never practiced any sport. And yet his friend has defeated him with a single blow. He has hit him in his weak spot, in his big balls. In front of everyone. No, it's definitely not fair. Maybe Santi has done it because he's jealous of his big balls?

-“Great, see you in fifteen minutes, guys. Use the ice, cute boy”.

Omega gets out of the ring and leaves the room. 

 -“He called you “cute””-  Santi says.

-“Don't talk to me”- Toni answers while he unbuttons and pulls down his pants, taking advantage of the fact that no one else sees him.

Santi watches as Tony slips the ice pack into his blue underwear. The bulge is really huge. Santi can make out the silhouette of Toni's dick and balls. Those fucking balls are really huge. 

Over the years Santi has sometimes felt a certain envy for Toni's body. Santi is not ugly but he is not handsome either. No one has ever fallen in love with him. He has no muscles. Toni is very strong, he is handsome and girls love him. Santi wins in one thing: his dick is bigger than Toni’s, but since Toni has the biggest balls, his bulge always look bigger when they are in underwear or swimsuit.

-“Are you angry with me, bro?”.

Santi is scared. Toni has always been a good boy, and he has never been violent with anyone. In addition, he has always treated him like a brother. But now he can see in his eyes an anger he has never seen before. Santi senses that if he doesn't calm him down quickly, things might go wrong. He doesn't want to be forced to kick his friend in the balls again. But if Toni tries to hit him, he'll have to.

Toni is very angry, but he doesn't want to do anything that he will later regret. He feels humiliated, betrayed and wounded in his ego, but he has understood that beating up Santi is not the solution.

The ice dulls the pain, but it begins to soak through his boxers, so he pulls them down a bit, letting his masculinity show. He doesn't care if Santi sees him, he's already seen him naked countless times.

-“No…”.

-“Sure?”- Santi can't help but look at Toni's bulge. His balls are really huge. They have a smooth appearance and are covered with a thin layer of blond hair. Now they look a bit sore due to the kick. Has he really kicked them that hard? On some occasion, Santi has heard Toni brag about his masculinity. He wonders if his friend is so proud of it now.

-“I’m not angry with you, Santi”.

-“Really?”

 -“WELL, OF COURSE I'M ANGRY, YOU SON OF A BITCH!!!. YOU KNOW I WANTED THE PRIZE AND YOU DON’T, YOU SHOULD HAVE LET ME WIN AND INSTEAD OF THAT YOU KICKED ME IN THE BALLS!!! AND NOW THEY ARE FUCKING RED!!!”-Toni screams full of anger as a single tear rolls down his cheek.

-“Can I fix it?”-  Santi asks, worried, with a really small voice, looking to the ground.

-“Can you go back in time?”

-“No...”

-“Then you CAN’T fix it, ASSHOLE”.

-“Toni, please... You're my best friend, you know it wasn't on purpose. If I win I will give you the prize.” 

Immediately Toni pushes himself forward and sits down, facing his friend. He looks at Santi suspiciously. Their faces are so close that Toni sees his own reflection in Santi's dark eyes.

-“Would you really do that?”

-“Of course bro. If I win, the contract will be yours. I will take the money, you don't need it”.

-“Thank you bro, I love you”- Toni says, recovering his eternal smile and unexpectedly throwing himself towards Santi to hug him. The quick movement causes a new stab of pain in Toni's balls, and he brings his hands back to his crotch with another groan.

Santi breathes, relieved. Toni is Toni again. It has always been like this. When Toni gets mad, he's kind of scary. But his anger always disappears very quickly.

-“Oh shit. You almost castrated me”- Toni starts combing his hair with one hand while still using the other to massage his bare balls.

-“So you forgive me?”.

-“Mmmm with two conditions”.

-“Which conditions?”.

-“First. Buy me an ice cream on the way home”.

-“Ice cream again? You are obsessed”.

-“You kicked me in the balls Santi. Twice. I can ask you whatever I want. And I want ice cream”- Toni says frowning again, like a child.

 -“Ey ey ey it’s ok. Can you stop touching your balls in front of me? It’s disgusting”. 

Toni rolls his eyes. Without saying anything, he puts his boxers back on and pulls up his pants as well.

-“Happy?”.

-“Happy. What about the second condition?”.

“-Suck my dick”- Toni answers with total seriousness.

 -…

 -…

 -… “No way”.

 -“HAHAHA”.

-“Pffff idiot, for a moment I thought you were speaking seriously”.

-“You know I'm not gay Santi”.

-“I know, but you scared me. By the way, didn't you say you had balls of steel HAHAHA?”

-“I do. It just hurt because you hit me from behind”- Toni lies.

"Ah, so nothing happens if I hit you from the front?"- Santi asks, feinting a punch towards his friend's bulge. 

Toni immediately covers his weak spot, frightened. 

-“NOO!”.

Santi can't help it and he starts laughing, and his laughter spreads to Toni.

-“Your balls are so weak, bro. Just admit it”. 

-“Okey, they are… it’s horrible… the same thing happens to my cousins”- Toni admits uncomfortably.

-“They are twins, right?”.

-“Yes, they study at a boarding school. EHHH, she said im cute” - Toni says, suddenly remembering Omega and blushing.

-“Yes, that's what she said”. 

-“Do you think she wants to try this?”- Toni asks, grabbing  his bulge.

-“Nah, I don't think so. Your dick is too small and it shows on your face”.

-“Fucking liar”- Toni grumbles, showing Santi his middle finger.

-"Don't worry, not everyone can have this," -Santi answers, clutching his dick in his gray sweatpants. 

Toni, who has seen his friend naked many times, is no longer impressed by Santi’s big dick and simply replies: 

-“Okay, your dick is really huge. Fuck, you could even give that thing a name. But my balls are bigger”.

-“True.  But I don't think they still work. They are probably completely useless now”

-“My big balls work perfectly Santi”.

But when Toni gets to his feet he can't help but let out a new grunt of pain, because a new stab of pain shoots through his balls.

-“Hahahaha, see? Your balls are pathetic” - Santi laughs as he also stands up.

-“Santi, enough”.

Toni loves to joke around, but he feels that Santi is going a bit too far. His friend is attacking his wounded masculinity too much. Toni tries to calm down… Santi is not acting with bad intentions.

-“Be careful with the rope. Don't hurt your “balls of steel””. 

Hearing this new provocation, Toni stops walking and smiles wickedly. He then quickly spins around and lifts his leg so fast that Santi doesn’t even see it coming. Toni’s shoe hits Santi’s bulge and crushes it mercilessly. The kick is perfect. It even lifts Santi off the ground for a moment. 

-“Got you!”. 

Santi does not understand what has happened. Or maybe his brain doesn’t want to understand it. Looking down, he sees Toni's foot buried deep in his crotch. Definitely, it has been a perfect kick. Toni's foot has mercilessly kicked both balls, crushing them against Santi's ass.

When the pain hits an instant later Santi falls to his knees, grabs his busted balls with both hands and starts screaming like a wounded animal. He has never been kicked in the balls before.

Toni puts a hand on Santi’s shoulder and uses the other one to grab his friend’s head and force him to look into his blue eyes. The blonde smiles charmingly again. 

-“Now you don't laugh? I'll wait for you outside. Oh, and I'm having dinner with you. I saw your mother before and she invited me”.

Since Toni's mother died in that traffic accident, when he was just a baby, Santi's mother has always acted as a kind of mother figure for him. In his mansion Toni has countless luxuries and entertainment... but not a mother. Santi's mother, who was Toni’s mother best friend has always tried to act as such for him.

Toni lets go of his friend, gets out of the ring and leaves. He walks normally, but still uses one hand to grab and massage his balls.

Santi is left alone, screaming in the ring, with no pause. An inner voice tells him “you deserve it”.