by alduin777 May 1, 2015
Get the dookie ballsmug. A person that plays excessive amounts of soccer/football to the point where the main thought in his head is about the ball.
by Stiff Milk January 17, 2018
Get the Sex with the ballmug. Main Entry: Ball Slapp·ing
Function: Adjective
Etymology: American Slang
1: Loud slapping sound created during intense sexual intercourse as the balls bang against a lovers body.
Function: Adjective
Etymology: American Slang
1: Loud slapping sound created during intense sexual intercourse as the balls bang against a lovers body.
by T.A.S. March 16, 2005
Get the Ball Slappingmug. A Nigerian street soccer slang for a flashy looking pass that ends up not being useful to anybody.
Usually executed with a copious amount of unnecessary finesse.
Usually executed with a copious amount of unnecessary finesse.
by concernedluvr January 24, 2021
Get the Idea ballmug. Fucky Balls is an exclamation uttered when one stumbles upon a disgusting situation that is a direct and obvious reflection of the sad and boring society we have inherited. This can be a reflection of nationalism, capitalism, sexism, cissexism, heterosexism, white supremacy, class elitism, ableism, or any sick state of affairs.
If you heard about a fucked up situation, you may exclaim, "Fucky Balls" and everyone would know you meant, "This world we have inherited is fucked up, oppressive and violent and this story is an example of the type of shit that comes out of such a society. We need to smash these oppressive and coercive institutions and erect alternative egalitarian, free and participatory institutions in their place."
If you heard about a fucked up situation, you may exclaim, "Fucky Balls" and everyone would know you meant, "This world we have inherited is fucked up, oppressive and violent and this story is an example of the type of shit that comes out of such a society. We need to smash these oppressive and coercive institutions and erect alternative egalitarian, free and participatory institutions in their place."
walking by some guy you weren't even listening to in the first place on your college campus "if so and so would lose some weight I might wanna ... "
response (prob shouted) with your friend you are walking with : "FUCKY BALLS"
response (prob shouted) with your friend you are walking with : "FUCKY BALLS"
by nunuhyerbusiness September 4, 2010
Get the fucky ballsmug. The act of shooting a large bouncy ball, preferably a pink young girl brand (e.g. Barbie, Dora the Explorer, My Little Pony, etc.), against a brick wall in an imaginary preselected zone. There is no actual goal to shoot at due to insufficient funds. The ball should preferably be stolen.
by SFB aka the hardcourt killa April 29, 2010
Get the Brick Ballmug. When a girl brings you so close to the point of orgasm, but doesn’t give you the release you so greatly desire.
She smiled, grabbed me by the wrist, and pulled me into her dorm room. After we stripped, she sat me down in her chair and pulled out four red, silk sashes from her drawer. She tied my wrists to each armrest, and tied my ankles to each leg of the chair, fully immobilizing me.
She removed her panties, straddled me, took my face in her hands, and kissed me passionately while my immobilized body twitched in response to her stimulation. We both gasped as her warm, soft vagina engulfed my hard, throbbing erection. She put her arms around my neck and began riding me.
It felt so good! I could feel the pressure building inside me as I approached orgasm, but she suddenly stopped and got off of me right before I was about to cum! I moaned in a mixture of pleasure and agony as my throbbing cock, soaked in her juices, twitched helplessly.
“Do you really wanna cum?” she asked, smiling down at me.
“YES babe, I wanna cum so bad!”
She giggled. “Oh yeah? Well, too bad.” She put her panties back on, followed by her shorts and tank top. Uh oh! This was really bad!
“Babe, PLEASE! I really need to cum!” My wrists and feet wriggled helplessly against her binds.
“Hmm… let me think about it, and I’ll get back to you later.”
“Babe, wait! PLEASE let me cum!” I tried thrusting my hips upwards, hoping that some kind of friction would bring my sensitive cock and balls to orgasm.
She smiled, grabbed me by the wrist, and pulled me into her dorm room. After we stripped, she sat me down in her chair and pulled out four red, silk sashes from her drawer. She tied my wrists to each armrest, and tied my ankles to each leg of the chair, fully immobilizing me.
She removed her panties, straddled me, took my face in her hands, and kissed me passionately while my immobilized body twitched in response to her stimulation. We both gasped as her warm, soft vagina engulfed my hard, throbbing erection. She put her arms around my neck and began riding me.
It felt so good! I could feel the pressure building inside me as I approached orgasm, but she suddenly stopped and got off of me right before I was about to cum! I moaned in a mixture of pleasure and agony as my throbbing cock, soaked in her juices, twitched helplessly.
“Do you really wanna cum?” she asked, smiling down at me.
“YES babe, I wanna cum so bad!”
She giggled. “Oh yeah? Well, too bad.” She put her panties back on, followed by her shorts and tank top. Uh oh! This was really bad!
“Babe, PLEASE! I really need to cum!” My wrists and feet wriggled helplessly against her binds.
“Hmm… let me think about it, and I’ll get back to you later.”
“Babe, wait! PLEASE let me cum!” I tried thrusting my hips upwards, hoping that some kind of friction would bring my sensitive cock and balls to orgasm.
“You know that’s not going to work, right?” she laughed at my desperation. “Tell you what, if you say ‘pretty please,’ maybe, just maybe I’ll let you cum. Sound good to you?”
I nodded.
“Well,” she said, putting her hands on her hips, beaming, and clearly enjoying the complete control she had over me, “I’m waiting!”
“Babe, please, pretty please will you let me cum?”
“Ohhh, all right.” she said.
She walked towards me, and I let out a sigh of relief, thinking she would finally let me cum. Instead, she opened her drawer, pulled out another silk, red sash, and dangled it in front of me. My heart dropped.
She walked behind me, wrapped it around my mouth, gagging me, and tied it behind my neck. “Mmph!”
She walked towards the door, turned around to face me, and grinned devilishly.
“You didn’t really think I’d let you cum that easily, did you?”
My eyes widened as I stared at her in shock.
“Sorry handsome, maybe next time.” She winked, opened the door, blew me a kiss, turned off the lights, and walked out. “Enjoy your blue balls!”
“Mmmpphh!” I cried out as the door shut behind her. My wrists and feet continued struggling helplessly against her binds, but it was no use. She had me tied up good. I wasn’t going anywhere.
So there I was, bound, gagged, and helpless with no way to relieve myself. My cock was still twitching and throbbing like crazy. The pressure was immense. They were aching and starting to feel dull and heavy.
She had left me with the worst case of blue balls.
I nodded.
“Well,” she said, putting her hands on her hips, beaming, and clearly enjoying the complete control she had over me, “I’m waiting!”
“Babe, please, pretty please will you let me cum?”
“Ohhh, all right.” she said.
She walked towards me, and I let out a sigh of relief, thinking she would finally let me cum. Instead, she opened her drawer, pulled out another silk, red sash, and dangled it in front of me. My heart dropped.
She walked behind me, wrapped it around my mouth, gagging me, and tied it behind my neck. “Mmph!”
She walked towards the door, turned around to face me, and grinned devilishly.
“You didn’t really think I’d let you cum that easily, did you?”
My eyes widened as I stared at her in shock.
“Sorry handsome, maybe next time.” She winked, opened the door, blew me a kiss, turned off the lights, and walked out. “Enjoy your blue balls!”
“Mmmpphh!” I cried out as the door shut behind her. My wrists and feet continued struggling helplessly against her binds, but it was no use. She had me tied up good. I wasn’t going anywhere.
So there I was, bound, gagged, and helpless with no way to relieve myself. My cock was still twitching and throbbing like crazy. The pressure was immense. They were aching and starting to feel dull and heavy.
She had left me with the worst case of blue balls.
by GirlsTyingUpGuys December 23, 2022
Get the Blue Ballsmug.