My Life In A Gang part 1
By Agua
The story is about tough fights between a girls' and a boy gang. Exploiting a boy's "weak spot" often helps the girls.


This story contains explicit sexual and violent material incl. rape, castration and torture and 
should only be read by adults. If ballbusting is a matter of offence, please DO NOT read


1. Easy Victories

In my town the boys at the age of 19 to 27 were organized in gangs fighting against each 
other. To be recognized as a member of their gang, the boys wore certain uniform clothing 
which slightly varied according to the boy's rank. Even the underwear matched his rang. The 
boys of my quarter always wore jeans whereby the symbol on the bottom-pocket indicated the 
rang (blank pockets for rookies, soldiers had a V on their pockets (e.g. Levis jeans) and so 
on). They wore the jeans very tight, nicely highlighting their privates and buttocks. The 
underwear worn with it were either regular briefs or nylon shorts of plain color reaching from 
white (inexperienced recruit) to black (highest leader):

recruit	= white					sergeant = green
soldier = white, gray or silver			lieutenant = dark blue (navy)
private = yellow					captain = red or violet
corporal = light blue or medium blue (royal)	major, commander and general = black

A troop consisted for instance of four rookies run by a private, four soldiers or 10 rookies led 
by a corporal. All together some hundred boys had joined the jeansers (=jeans wearing gang).
We girls were concerned this far as the boys usually raped us. After a successful violation, 
they rammed a carrot or a cucumber into a girl's pussy causing her even more pain and 
humiliation. - But we were not longer willing to accept this. Now it was time for revenge!
Therefore started to learn martial arts. Our favorite fighting technique against a boy was of 
course to attack his privates:
1. Since a guy is very sensitive down there, this technique is simply effective. Even a slight 
kick can send a boy to the ground. Due to their position, the gonads are an easy target for 
attacks with feet (kick), knee or hand (fist cuff, squeezing).
2. The balls are the difference between us girls and the boys. So they cannot revenge after a 
kick to the groin as we girls don't have balls!
3. The boys always wanted to rape us. But we thought that after we smashed their balls, they 
won't be willing or able to screw us anymore!
We also learned to apply an attack (foot or knee kick, fist cuff etc.) immediately at least twice 
or thrice for not giving the boy the chance to recover from the pain.

Trained this way, we started our first test. One of our girls approached a troop of about 10 
boys, partly rookies, partly soldiers, while we others hid in the bushes. When they saw her, 
they immediately yelled and approached her. The first boy, a rookie, held her by her arms. 
She immediately rammed her knee twice into his nut-sack! He was literally thunderstruck and 
felled like an oak tree! With a silent scream, he went to ground cupping his aching balls with 
his hands. The other boys were shocked. By now, a girl had never defended when they 
wanted to rape her! Suddenly, 10 to 12 girls rushed from all other there against the boys! Feet, 
knees and fists found their safe way to the boys' groins. The boy I had to fight against threw 
me down, sitting with spread legs on my stomach. He grabbed for my tits. He wanted to play 
with my drums?! OK, so I'd play with his glockenspiel! I grabbed his nut-sack, shook and 
squashed it hard. Now, I concentrated on his left ball. His whole body tightened and he 
shrieked in pain but didn't want to surrender. (I offered it several times!) Finally, he bent over 
so that his head was close to mine. He could only moan, but not move anymore. The fight was 
over! Wow, I didn't think that it would be this easy! I pushed him away from me, stood up 
and looked around. All boys laid on the ground howling and writhing, unable to fight. One 
girl even stood over a boy holding his legs spread apart, and she stomped her foot again and 
again into his balls. He had already passed out, and I was sure, she had castrated him! Another 
girl kneed on a boy's balls making him scream in pain.
We started to undress the helpless guys: It was clear that we would wear the captured 
uniforms including their underwear! We inspected the boys' shorts for traces from the cock 
and asshole, and we also found a lot of sperm-stains caused by putting on the shorts after 
raping a girl. Just one boy wanted to refuse and tried to defend. Amazingly, he was still strong 
enough to overwhelm the girl holding him. She was now on the ground with him laying on 
her. She was not able to break out. So my little sister (16) helped her: She approached the boy 
from behind, grabbed between his legs and started to squeeze the shit out of his balls! He was 
yelling in pain and wanted to surrender. What a wimp! My sister was at least 6 years younger 
to him and not strong at all (just quite tall for her age). Nevertheless he was crying like a 
baby. But this didn't stop my sister! Finally, he broke down, unable to move. 
My sister stood over him, turned him to his back and started to undress him. He wore a Levis 
jeans (soldier) and gray HIS briefs. My sister doffed her skirt and panties. She straddled over 
him and urinates on him. Afterwards, she shouted "Seems, now it is a HER pant!", she 
dressed his HIS briefs as well as his jeans. Both fitted her nicely since she was of similar size 
and figure as the boy. No-one would doubt now the rank she had captured together with the 
clothing. The boy was still in pain and just murmured "You dirty bitch!". The sight of his 
shriveled cock and slight cum dropping from it made her feel complete.
Another girl chopped again and again with her stretched out hand into a boy's balls. (By the 
way, he was a real macho-Arab.) Afterwards, she stripped down his jeans and briefs and 
proudly showed us his mushy nut-sack! Seemed, he was the second guy who lost his virility 
to a girl!
The boy I had defeated was a private while I had no rank by now. When we established our 
gang, we had agreed that a girl who overwhelmed an enemy boy of higher rank, could receive 
the same rank as he. (A committee had to decide it.) To prove that she really defeated him, 
she could make him jerk off into his shorts to show that it was really a boy who had worn the 
shorts before. So I milked him till his yellow nylon short got wet stains! Then, I took his most 
private piece of uniform. Meanwhile, the other girls had made every boy naked. Most girls 
put on the captured uniforms immediately to humiliate the boys, and so did I. 
Afterwards, we rammed the carrots into their assholes which were originally meant to torture 
a raped girl! Just the boy whom my sister had defeated tried to prevent it by clenching his 
asshole. "Don't even think about it you stupid slut!", shouted my sister behind him and 
grabbed his still swollen balls roughly and squeezed. He let out a gurgled scream and had to 
relax his ass. He soon felt like the carrot penetrated his virgin asshole.
After this great victory we met with other girl troops in our headquarter (HQ). All of them had 
made the same glorious experience: The boys simply didn't expect any fighting back from a 
girl so that they were easily overwhelmed by our troops. Now, we proudly wore the jeans and 
underwear which formerly covered the boys' privates. In the beginning, we were really 
posing in it! After about a week, we had already enough jeans to dress our girls; just the 
underwear was not enough since it has to be changed more often than a jeans! (Additionally 
we kept especially dirty shorts as souvenir of a boy whose balls we had crushed.) Therefore 
we wore bikini pants or silk thong pants of the color of our rank if we were out of boys' 
shorts.
As we had one glorious victory after the other, more and more girls joined us. Especially at 
schools we had a good reputation so that more and more young girls (from 16 years on) came 
to us. It was amazing that these youngsters had no restraints to attack a boy's groin. While we 
older girls (I was 22) were initially afraid to attack stronger boys, the young rookies kicked, 
fisted and squeezed merciless even the balls of a 10 year older boy! Similar to the boys' gang, 
we had girls of different races, among them some Asian girls which were really tough 
fighters. One single kick of their powerful legs or a precise karate fist blow could castrate a 
boy!
As we had so many new rookies, the jeans we had captured by now were not sufficient 
anymore. So we introduced for them jeans without bottom-pockets, while the recruit-boys 
wore jeans with plain bottom-pockets without symbol. Also for the higher ranks we had to 
buy equipment now.