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GONG. "10!"

A loud, coordinated SMACK!!! sounded out from a hundred different directions, with a smattering of WHAMs and WHUDs echoing a split-second later.

GONG. "9!"

Again there was a chorus of sounds in near-unison: WHUD-TWHACK-THUMP!

GONG. "8!"

WHUMP-WHACK-THUD!

GONG. "7!"

THWACK-WHUD-CRUNCH!

Frek let out a soprano squawk as that particular kick caught his right nut perfectly, crushing his fat testicle against the hard bone of his pelvis. His body was begging him to cover up and protect his balls, but the dragon forced himself to keep his legs spread. After all, there was no time to spare! Not with the New Year just seconds away...

Tinara continued at a steady pace -- even as her tits still jiggled from the impact of the previous kick. As the town clocktower rung out with another mighty GONG, the buxom female pulled back her leg, her thigh muscles bulging in anticipation of her next punt. "6!" she cried out, along with every other dragoness in earshot.

WHUMP-SMACK--

All around him, Frek could hear the meaty sound of impact as dozens of other dragonesses in the town square slammed kicks up into the groins of their male companions -- accompanied by squeaks and squeals as all those males reacted. Still, his eyes were locked onto his own girlfriend's bare foot as it rocketed up into his groin, lagging just a split second behind the rest of the crowd--

THUD!

Frek mewled, a few droplets of precum exploding from his confused cock and splattering across Tinara's thigh.

The "ball drop" was a New Year's Eve tradition among red dragons -- a classic way to ring in the new year, especially at a New Year's Eve party. The idea was simple: count down the last few seconds of the old year by slamming some good hard kicks up into a male's ballbag, hard enough to make him drop. Making a male crumple to his knees right at the stroke of midnight was considered great luck for the year ahead!

And that was why Frek currently found himself in the middle of a boisterous downtown crowd, with dozens of ladies all doing their damnedest to kick their men's nuts into their throats. The celebratory mood of the moment was only SLIGHTLY undercut by the mind-altering agony radiating outwards from his battered nutsac. Sure, he and Tinara had been doing this together for several years now, but somehow this New Year's Eve was especially excruciating. Perhaps it was because of the eight months of unspent cum currently packed into his blue balls, and the fact that he hadn't had a satisfying orgasm in almost two years. But honestly, who could say?

GONG. The clocktower rang out again, and Frek looked out at the sea of naked bodies, drinking in the sight of endless tits and asses. There was a LOT of eye candy to be enjoyed -- especially for a man who hadn't blown a load since April. His dick gave another needy throb, begging for attention.

Unfortunately, Tinara was aiming a little lower. "5!"

WHAM-WHACK-CRUNCH!

Frek let out a wavering moan as his girlfriend hit home once again, crushing his poor right ball even flatter across her instep. Sharp nutpain lanced through his gut. GODS, he was going to feel that tomorrow. Still, he wasn't about to give up. 5 more seconds, 5 more kicks. He could do this.

That said, he needed SOMETHING to distract him from the inescapable pain of getting his 'nads repeatedly kicked into his skull. Normally this was the point where he would focus on his girlfriend's tits, watching them jiggle and bounce as he imagined glazing them in gallons of pent-up cum. Today, though, he found his eyes wandering through the crowd instead.

GONG. "4!"

THWAP-WHAM-SMACK!

Frek yelped as another mighty punt rattled him from testicles to tail. All around him were a hundred different faces, some lit up with glee and others cross-eyed with agony. A few of them he recognized. Maybe 20 feet away, off to the left, he could see his friend Ajani and her partner T'lak, her foot currently buried in his swollen ballsac. He could see the splatter of precum glistening on Ajani's bare body as well, propelled directly from T'lak's twitching cock. That was a good hint that the dragon probably hadn't cum again since the end of No-Nut November.

GONG. "3!"

WHUMP-THUD-THWOP!

A fresh burst of nausea exploded in Frek's groin -- but hey, it always could have been worse. Off in the distance to his right, he could hear someone squeaking in a VERY shrill soprano, and though it was hard to make out exactly what the male was mewling, Frek was pretty sure he heard the word "pop" in there somewhere. He squinted his eyes, trying to push through his own agony and locate the source of the shrieking--

GONG. "2!"

WHAM-SMACK-WHUD!

Fuck. Frek's eyes went unfocused for a moment as his balls squirmed between his girlfriend's toes -- but when his focus returned, he found himself looking right at at the male that he had been searching for. Wouldn't you know it, it was that big-balled rat that he had met in the marketplace a few weeks ago! The naked rodent had already collapsed to his knees, but that didn't seem to deter his dragoness girlfriend, who was now drawing her leg back for her next powerful punt. Perhaps it was just the size difference between those two, but honestly, she looked like she was about to boot his testicles (or testicle?) into orbit.

GONG. "1!"

SLAM-THWOP-CRUNCH!

Right now, though, Frek had his OWN testicles to worry about. The dragon made a sound that was half-howl, half-croak as Tinara squarely crushed his right 'nad for a THIRD time, this time hitting hard enough to lift the male up onto his tiptoes. Gods, his ball was going to ache all week. His legs wobbled and shook beneath him as he tried to stay standing for just one more second.

His weary gaze returned to Tinara. His busty girlfriend grinned back at him, winking playfully as she pulled her leg back one last time.

GONGGG, went the clocktower.

"Happy new year!!" cried out Tinara and a hundred other dragonesses. And then right on cue, the ladies delivered their first ballbusts of the new year:

WHAM-THUD-WHUMP-THWAP-CRUNCH!!

Fireworks went off in Frek's groin -- and in the sky above. This time the dragon was actually lifted off his feet, both of his cum-stuffed balls soaking up the full force of his girlfriend's most enthusiastic kick. For a moment his eyes rolled back into his head, his brain giving up as an implausible number of pain signals came screaming from his flattened nuts. His hard dick twitched and spat one long, thickened rope of not-quite-cum, painting Tinara from shoulder to hip.

It was only a split-second, but it almost felt like a whole additional year. As Tinara lowered her foot and Frek landed back on the ground, he gave a squeak of dismay. With his task completed -- and his stamina exhausted -- Frek swiftly dropped to his knees, immediately cupping his battered blue balls in both hands.

"...My nuts," he gasped, his spread thighs shaking like jelly. His testicles felt a lot like jelly, too.

Tinara giggled with delight, squatting down to match her partner's eye level. As the crowd cheered and celebrated around them, she took his head in her hands lovingly, leaning in to give him a passionate kiss.

Frek kissed her back, moaning into her mouth as waves of nausea continued to radiate through his abdomen. Gods, did this woman know how to make his balls ache. And gods did he love her anyway.

His girlfriend planted another loving kiss on his forehead, then leaned back a bit. "We did it!" she raved, bursting with joy. "Another whole year together!"

"Y-yeah," he agreed. "A-another whole new yeeeeEEEEeeeeaarrr--!"

Tinara had casually reached out and curled a hand around Frek's throbbing dick, which continued to pulse with pent-up desire. "Can you believe you only came ONCE in the last 12 months?" she asked teasingly, giving the rock-hard length a few lazy pumps. "All the way back in APRIL?"

Frek shuddered, resisting the urge to thrust up into her grip. He swore he could feel all eight months of unspent cum bulging in the base of his dick, especially given how thoroughly Tinara had just been rearranging the contents of his nutsac. "Yeah, actually," he groaned tensely, "I can DEFINITELY believe that."

"Well hopefully you'll get to have a few more this year. Maybe even some normal orgasms that AREN'T kicked directly out of your balls!" The dragoness winked, reaching up to grope her own heavy breasts. "I mean, all you've gotta do is glaze these girls properly. And you were so close last time..."

With Tinara's fingers continuing to glide up and down his precum-slicked shaft, and her generous tits just inches away from his face, Frek honestly felt like his nuts were about to explode. "S-soon," he wheezed. "L-let's...haaaah...m-maybe let's try t-tomorrow?

Mercifully, the female let go of his drooling dick. "It's a date," she cooed, reaching down to give his blue balls a playful swat.

"Oogh!" Frek bent double again as another jolt of nutpain shot through him, his swollen spunk tanks crying out at the abuse.

"For tonight, though, let's celebrate!!" Tinara grabbed a bottle of champagne that had been sitting on the ground beside her. She straightened up, gripping the cork in her claws and attempting to twist it open. "Just gotta...hnnf..."

Frek looked up at his gorgeous girlfriend, his eyes lazily tracing her generous curves. His head was still swimming from his recent testicular trauma. A bit of booze would probably help that. Or make it worse. Either way, it sure sounded nice.

"Hm, it's still not..." Tinara bent over and placed the bottle between her thick thighs, squeezing them together to help hold it in place as she tugged on the cork with both hands. "Hang on, let me just--EEP!"

The cork went flying with a POP, and a gush of frothy champagne erupted from the pressurized container. It splattered wetly across the kneeling Frek, drenching his chest in bubbly liquid.

"Ah!" Tinara quickly grabbed the bottle, clamping her thumb over its mouth as a few more drops of champagne trickled down its length. "Sorry! My bad, I didn't realize it was gonna overflow like that!"

The symbolism was not lost on Frek, whose cock gave a plaintive throb and fired another spurt of precum at his girlfriend's feet. He bit his lip, trying to ignore the gallons of pent-up spunk currently boiling in his own busted balls. Gods, he hoped he'd get to cum a bit more frequently this year.

"Anyway!" Tinara took a quick swig from the bottle, then passed it down to her trembling boyfriend. "Here's to us! And to another wonderful year."

Frek took the bottle in his shaky hand. "Cheers," he agreed. "T-to another wonderful year." Then he tilted his head back and gulped down a big, greedy mouthful.