[ANOTHER OLD FAV OF MINE …]
Cowards!
Posted by Shawn Redondo Beach on Wed, Aug 25, 2004, 9:52 PM.
This is about some real cowards, ignorant people, and a fag weirdo.
Sunday I was down at the beach with my friends, and when it got dark
and we were about to head back, a couple of guys showed up, looking
for me. One is from my school (hes is one of the bullies) and the
other 5 are his homies I guess.
On Wednesday I had hit the guy (Miguel) in the balls with the baseball
bat when we were just pitching and batting, and it was totally by
accident, he was standing right behind me to signal the pitcher. It
hit him dead on and he was rolling around and crying and everyone on
the field was laughing at him and making fun that he was crying (hes a
real bad bully, everyone is afraid of him). I told him I was sorry and
didnt see him standing there, but he was pissed at me and said I would
pay for it.
I stayed out his way at school on Thursday and Friday, didnt know if
he was really coming after me, and nothing happened. But when he
showed up with his homies at the beach, I took off when my friend said
they were asking if I was there. I ran up where the parking lot was,
there were some people and I thought I could hide behind the cars till
my friends took off. Some of the surfers that were there changing
hollered at me and made fun of me hiding, and the guys saw that and
came looking. Didnt take very long till they spotted me, and I ran
over where the surfers were, but they got me half-way.
Totally unfair, 6 against 1. They pushed me down and then dragged me
over where the sand is, and Miguel sat on my back and buried my face
in the sand, till I couldnt breath and got sand in my nose and mouth
and throat and my eyes. He kept yelling at me that it was payback
time. Then they turned me around on my back and his homies sat on my
arms and leg and one had my head between his legs and kept putting
sand in my mouth. Miguel sat between my legs and I totally knew what
was coming. Some of the surfers came over but they were just watching
and laughing. Why didnt they help me?? Miguel said maybe I was lucky
that I had my speedos on, maybe that would hold my balls tight and
hurt less but he didnt think so. I didnt even have time to get really
scared, I was trying not to swallow so much sand and get air.
One of the surfers said to his buddies that I was cramping up and they
guys didnt even do anything, and they were all laughing. Then Miguel
punched me dead on in the balls, and I couldnt breath at first, but
then the pain came and I inhaled and a lot of sand got in my lungs,
and I started coughing and trying to get air. Everyone was laughing
and the surfer said to Miguel “dude, you got him good!!”. I thought it
was so unfair with all of them on me and the surfers not helping.
Miguel said to them yeah but thats just the start, and then the guy
who had my head between his legs squeezed really tight and had both
hands full of sand, and then Miguel hit me again; and when I opened my
mouth to scream (cos it hurt really bad that time) he put a lot of
sand in my mouth and put both hands over it so I couldnt get it out.
Then Miguel grabbed my balls and squeezed like hell, and that hurt!!!
The one surfer guy said RIP THEM DUDE, and he started pulling too. I
got totally mad but whatever I did, I could hardly move around. My
balls were totally hurting, that was the worst ever! I mean, I beat
off when I see a guy get busted in school, and read stories on the
Internet and all, but for real is no fun. He just kept going and then
the guy that had my head let go, and I was dying for air. Miguel
stopped squeezing but he didnt let go of my balls. I was spitting sand
and grasping for air, and then one of them said oh look hes crying and
they all laughed. I didnt even think I was but it was true, my balls
hurt so bad, and the pain was creeping up in my guts.
When I could halfway breath again, the guy that was kneeling behind me
grabbed my head again, but Miguel told him to put his legs under my
head so I could see, and he did, and put his hand over my mouth again,
and then Miguel started punching my balls, real fast, and he was
really laying it in. After like the third or forth one, I was just
screaming like hell, I knew he was going to fuck up my balls BAD, and
this was already the WORST. The pain in my balls was exploding, it
came like in waves but then it was just one big pain in my sack, and I
started to see stars and everything got blurry. After like forever,
Miguel stopped finally, and the guy let go of my mouth. It hurt so
bad, I couldnt even scream, I was just sobbing and coughing from all
the sand in my throat.
Then Miguel hit me with one more, and that was the hardest of all. At
first, it hurt so bad that i could not breathe at all but then I
screamed my guts out. They all got up and I rolled into a little ball
and held my nuts. I just wanted to die. Someone said “damn that was a
killer” and Miguel said next time to watch out where I swing my bat.
Then they all walked away. I was just lying there, crying like a
little kid, and holding my balls, and whichever way I moved or rolled,
the pain wouldn’t stop.
After a while I saw this guy sitting close by, he was watching. Also
some surfer dude, but older, like 30 or so. I was totally embarrassed
but he said its ok, and sorry he couldnt help, were too many guys on
me. He gave me a bottle of water, and I sat up against the next car to
try to get some of the sand out. He said what I had done to this guy
to deserve this, but I couldnt really talk and didnt care to tell him,
either. Thank heavens he shut up after a while. After a long time, I
tried to get up to go look for my friends, but my balls hurt so bad, I
couldnt really. He got up and helped me pulling myself up against the
car, and I saw my friends’ car wasnt there anymore. I just wanted to
go home and crawl into some corner, and almost started crying again
when I saw my friends were gone. How the hell was I going to get home
like this? I know I was being a pussy, but if you ever got your balls
beat up like this, you would be, too.
The guy was really weird, he was standing real close and kinda held me
up, and then he asked if I was ok, and I told him my friends were
gone. He said he could give me a ride home. I wasnt so sure about
that, he was kind of weird, but I didnt really care, I just wanted to
go home, get in without seeing my mom or dad and chill. I said ok, and
he got his car, a beat-up old Honda. When he pulled up, he jumped out
to help me get in, but I waived him off, but he did it anyway, kinda
touchy and feely (prob a fag, but whatever).
Once I was in, I started to feel sick. The pain was coming in big
waves from my nuts, and like going right in my stomach. He grabbed a
tshirt from the back seat and asked if I wanted that to put on, but I
just shook my head, I just wanted to go home. When he was at the end
of the parking lot and went over the speed bump, I could just wave at
him to stop and just got the door open, and had to puke. Just turning
sideways to I wouldnt throw up in his car made my balls hurt even
more, and it took like 5 minutes till I was done. He was holding my by
ma shoulder, and felt me all up, that was kinda weird, but I didnt
pay much attention to it. And this guy at a car nearby was watching
me, with this disgusting look as if I had had a couple too many to
drink. I felt so miserable and then just waved at the guy next to me
to go go go! He knew the area where my house is, and every bump in the
road made my balls hurt more, even though I was holding them tight. He
was going on and on what all can happen to balls when they get beat so
bad, like permanent damage and that I need them checked out. I wished
he would just shut up and let me be.
When we got close to my house, I asked him if he could go through the
alley, so I could sneak in through the yard and avoid my mom. When he
stopped at the rear gate, he said that I couldnt go in like that,
crying and all, and gave me the t again to wipe my face and all. He
said is ok to sit there for a couple minutes, he wasnt in a rush, till
I felt better. He grabbed across me and put the back of the seat back,
so I was almost lying all the way back. We were just sitting in the
car for a while and he went on saying he had been an EMT for a couple
years, and that he better check out my nuts, and all the time he was
putting his hands on my leg and my arm and my chest and it was
starting to weird me out. He said just let me look at the nuts and to
take my hands off, maybe I didnt have to go to the doc for this. I
thought what the hell if he just wants to get a look at them in my
speedos, whatever. He said that they were totally swollen, and he
better have a look, but that was getting to freaky. I tried to get up
in the seat and go for the door, but he just pushed me back and said
not to be such a sissy. This was seriously getting weird, and I told
him I better get inside, but he just started to work my speedos down.
OK I wanted out, right now, but suddenly he hit me in the nuts and
said damn, hold still, see what happens if you jerk around? I started
to get scared, this guy was a serious perv. He pulled my speedos all
the way down to my ankles, and it freaked me out. Just for checking if
my nuts were ok that wasnt necessary, and I thought how the hell to I
get out and the last 200 feet to the house.
He grabbed my balls, and I had to inhale hard and grabbed his hand. He
said to relax and just go with it, he was just going to check if they
were ok. He said to put my hands behind my neck for a breathing
method. I though YEAH RIGHT, breathing, but couldnt think of anything
I could do, so I did it. He started squeezing them, just a little and
then harder, and to breath in and out deep. GOD THAT HURT. He said my
balls were really swollen up and that was the only way to say if they
got “swished”. I have never heard of “swished” balls!! Then he put his
other hand on my chest and told me to take a deep breath and hold it
in, and he was going to check if the cords on my nuts were OK. What
was I going to do about it.. so I inhaled and he squeezed really tight
and then pulled them down more and more. This HURT!! I started to cry
from all the pain and told him to let me go, and put my hands down to
try to get his of my balls, but he just pushed me more down with his
hand onto the seat, and got kinda pissy. He said he was just helping
me, and that I made it like he was some perv, only because he was
going out of his way to drive me home and help check me out. He
mumbled something like ungrateful asshole or something, and said to
put my hands back up behind my back and inhale again and hold it in.
I just wanted to get this over with, so I did, and he started pulling
again, till I couldnt help it anymore and screamed, then he stopped. I
went for my balls again, but he hit them quickly and said damn it, he
wasnt going to tell me a 100 times. So I shut up and kept them behind
my neck, and he was just playing with my balls for a while, mumbling
something I didnt understand.
Then he said just one more thing, and you can go in; he needed to make
sure my balls still worked OK. He said he didnt mind giving me a blow
job, just helping out, cos if I just jacked off, my balls would be
bouncing around. I said he had got to be kidding me!! But he just
grabbed my balls again and held them really tight, and that sent waves
of ball pain up in my guts. Fucking fag pervert!! I thought about all
the stuff about not getting into cars with strangers, and I had been
stupid enough to do it anyway. God dammit.
He was holding my balls real tight and said to just go with the
program, and I wouldnt have to go to the doc and explain what happened
to my balls if everything worked out. I said come on let me out, but
he looked at me like really pissed and squeezed hard, so I just laid
back and he said thats better.
Then he got down and took my dick in his mouth, and kept my nutsack in
his hand. I totally didnt want to, but after a while I couldnt help it
and got hard. That was totally weird, I have never had a guy do this
stuff with me, not even my girl friend does that. He took it out of
his mouth to spit on it a couple times, and he was working it real
good that I got close to shooting a few times, but he kept squeezing
my balls also, so I couldnt. It took forever, but in the end I had to
cum, even though he was getting really rough with my nuts. When I did,
he sucked it right out, and squeezed really hard, while I was still
shooting! The guy was not just a faggy perv, but mean too!! He kept
going at it for like 2 minutes after, and that hurt so bad I started
crying again, and then let go. I was juat a mess, held my balls and
pulled my knees up and sobbed.
He said hey I should be glad, all is working, and not to be such a
pussy. I just pulled my speedos up and got out, and he sped off, and I
didnt even get to see his license plate. I stayed in the alley for
like an hour and then limped in the house and crawled into bed, didnt
even take a shower.
Monday I didnt go to school, told my mom I was sick, and she let me
slide. This morning, I wasnt hurting so bad anymore, and it was going
to be tough to talk my mom into letting me stay home, so I went to
school. Nobody said anything, only one of my “friends” said at lunch
in the cafeteria I had really had it coming, nobody could just hit
Miguel in the nuts in front of everyone and get away with it. I
thought that was really cold.
There are lots of fucked up people in this world!