His large hand closed tighter and tighter, crushing my balls together with a force much like a steel vice. The pain was beyond description, causing slight tears in my eyes.
“Oh are you going to cry a little for me, faggot?”
I was helpless and unable to defend myself.
“Well maybe this will help,” he laughed as his knee crunched violently into my groin.
I sank to my knees and tried to catch my breath. “Ah – h – h – h – f – f – f…..” The tears now flowed freely down my cheeks, as I fought back the vomit. The retching agony was nothing new, but this violent attack was worse than I seemed to remember.
“That’s where you belong, asshole, on your knees. Go ahead, Jimmy. Get it out. While he’s down there, he might as well make himself useful.”
“I don’t think so, Clint. I don’t want a blow j
