The Goblin Ambush

Alkan approached the cavern slowly and on full alert.
He wasn't an experienced monster hunter by any means but he had his wits about him.
The youth had heard stories of one to many cocky hunters getting butchered by a lesser foe.
Now here he was, hunting his first group of goblins.
These were a particularly nasty bunch he had heard, taking local livestock and even boys!
His nerves were starting to get the best of him and his palms began to sweat. The teenaged warrior ran a hand through his shaggy brown hair to calm himself. He was quite tall for his age, so how much threat could a bunch of weak little goblins really pose?
He took another moment to steel himself.
Shortsword in hand and his mind ready, Alkan stumbled into the dark and winding cave.
It was a tight fit, even if Alkan wasn't the largest of stock. In his left hand he carried a torch that burned slow and dim.
He desperately wished he could abandon the torch for a shield but alas he knew he couldn't go on without seeing.
The subtle crackle of the flame set him on each, his whole body waited to leap into action at a moments notice.
The cave had many tunnels and he found himself wandering down many of them aimlessly.
Time took its toll and soon the young adventurer found himself fatigued and on the brink of claustrophobia.
Then he saw a shadow flicker on the cave wall and bolt off in the direction he had just come from.
His self-doubts were quickly replaced with an overwhelming sense of self-preservation.
His sword was at the ready, pointed out to greet any attackers.
Cautiously he crept forward and scanned the tunnel passages he saw the shadow dart to.
A pain exploded in his groin as he felt something solid connect with his sensitive bits.
With a wince he felt the sword tumble from his grasp.
The goblin's had tricked him. Fooled him by making him focus on the tunnels behind him, once the decoy had his full attention they had snuck up behind him!
He noticed the two goblin's before him were females.
They were anything but modest, wearing absolutely the bare minimum of hide clothing. Their skin gleamed a light green and they had slightly elongated noses. They were surprisingly buxom for how small they were and each had a mess of black hair atop their heads.
Alkan's attention returned to his battered pearls and he clutched at his wounded groin in one hand.
With the other he waved his torch at them in an attempt to fend the horrid creatures off.
The flames seemed to drive them a few feet away and they snickered and hollered at him.
Then another explosion of pain radiated outwards from Alkan's jewels!
Another goblin had flanked him, the one who's shadow he originally saw dart off!
The young adventurer's eyes watered and his knees buckled.
A groan escaped his lips in the form of an "Aughhh"
The pain made his stomach churn and he could feel the sensitive orbs rolling around agonizingly in his sack!
The lad staggered about and his vision blurred from that constant sensitive ache in his balls.
The she-goblins all seemed to stalk closer towards him, they growled and taunted him.
He noticed the crude weapons they carried, even through the pain.
Wicked looking curved daggers and simple but deadly spears.
A terrible shiver went down his spine as the thought of being cut open or impaled by one of those washed over him.
Still Alkan hadn't completely lost himself to the pain.
He whirled about in a complete circle, driving back all three of the goblins.
Still he knew if it came down to a waiting game he would lose.
He made a risky move.
Alkan dove for his dropped sword!
In an instant he was pinned to the ground.
The goblin from behind him was standing on top of his back, weighing him down.
At the same instant one of the other goblin's stabbed at his hand with her spear!
Alkan instinctively drew his hand back and shook it in pain, the armor had stopped it from drawing blood but it still stung!
Suddenly the youth felt himself being rolled over. He tried to fight it but found himself overpowered by the three smaller creatures!
His arms were pinned above his head and in an instant his chainmail was being pulled right off!
He tried to squirm his way from the goblin's hold but he was held fast.
As his chain mail slipped off of him a goblin stood on his chest.
Her weight barred down and him and made breathing difficult
From the faint gleam of his knocked aside torch he saw the glint of her pussy.
Her simple fur loincloth failed to keep her covered from such an upward angle.
The green slit seemed to torment him, it reminded him of all the ache in his nuts and how these goblin's would never feel such a thing!
Soon it seemed like the goblin's were skittering all about him.
He felt the brush of a knife's edge more than a few times and before he knew it all his clothing was in shreds around him.
Dread welled up inside Alkan as he felt and was literally completely exposed.
His dick and balls hung limply below him and he felt his breathing quicken with anticipation.
His mind could not have prepared him for the bitter sting as the blunt end of a spear haft cracked into his unprotected eggs!
There was a moment where even through the pain beginning to well up in his groin his mind focused on the goblin's breasts give a perky bounce from the movement of her strike.
A bubbled up from his throat and gutturally erupted from his mouth as he felt his precious orbs get mashed up by the hard wood.
Spittle flung from his lips as he tried to catch his breath.
Unfortunately for him he the air was blasted from his lungs as another agonizing strike from the spear haft jabbed into his testes!
The crushing pressure of the strike forced Alkan's testicles back against his pelvis!
The warrior gave a silent scream as his nuts squirmed around, trying to escape the horrible crushing pressure.
Alkans' whole body shook violently as the screaming pain of his balls began to wash over the rest of his body. It traveled up into his stomach making him heave and down into his thighs making his legs give out.
He limply lied on the ground with the air taken from him, staring at the she-goblin's in horror.
One of them approached his spread legs, her hips giving a seductive sway with each step.
Suddenly the goblin gave a sudden explosion of speed and kicked him in his plums full force!
The compact nature of the goblin's body only made her kick stronger and Alkan felt his nutbag roll all around from the sheer force of the attack.
The ache in his balls became a constant horrible sting and he felt them becoming sluggish in their sack as they began to swell up.
Through the ringing in his ears Alkan could hear a raspy voice speaking in broken Common.
"We gonna mash and mince your balls!"
The tone made Alkan's blood run cold, something about it was just so predatory.
Another crunch from hard bone into his soft and rubbery eggs snapped the young warrior from his horrified daze.
He couldn't help but release another scream as the goblin's fist slammed down and ground into his abused nuts.
"AAAAAAAHHHHH" His voice was beginning to strain and crack.
"P-please, let me go!" He pleaded absolutely terrified for his manhood "You can have whatever you'd like, even keep the captured villagers, just let me go and I won't come back!"
More laughter ensued and he felt the mocking sting all the more this time.
Another one of the goblin's pushed his current tormentor to the side and gave him a wry grin.
Then the small green creature walked onto his exposed bits and began trampling them.
Alkan's mouth literally dropped open as the goblin put all her body weight onto both of his fleshy nuts!
They were squished down to the point that they were almost flat! The spongy nutflesh squirmed and trembled beneath her feet and threatened to give at seemingly any moment.
Another agonized scream erupted from the tortured youth.
"AAAAAAAIEEEE" His voice was beginning to jump up in octaves as the pain amplified.
Again Alkan was taunted in broken Common,
"Pathetic. You human balls go splat!"
Whatever Alkan thought the creature might do next could not have prepared him for what actually happened.
The goblin gave a powerful flex of her thighs, crushing the youth's nuts down and pushing her into the air!
For a brief moment he again saw a shining goblin slit and he wished in envy he hadn't been born a male!
Then in one horrible movement she came crashing back down baring all her weight right back onto the sensitive nutmeat!
Alkan's screams became gurgles as for a moment he swore that his nuts became flat as the cave floor!
His heart felt like it would beat out of his chest and he became dizzy from hyperventilation. Even through his daze he could feel the sickening pain creep up his body and he curled his toes in tight from the climbing agony.
He squeezed his eyes shut as hard as he could yet the acid-like sting crept up and up until it nearly forced the breath out of him.
Just before his nuts would have given out the goblin walked off of them, leaving poor Alkan to spasm in agony.
His nutbag was horribly swollen now and his balls had taken a deep scarlet color.
Two of the goblins again approached him and poor Alkan to exhausted to do anything.
Each one took a plump nut in their palms and began roughly squeezing his balls.
Pain traveled from Alkan's groin and up his entire spin, he bucked his hips in a futile attempt to struggle away from the pain.
As Alkan struggled the two she-goblin's squeezed their tiny hands tighter around his squishy orbs. Then with devilish smiles they began to pull his nuts toward themselves.
Having both of his nuts gripped and pulled in opposite directions made Alkan cross his eyes from the pain.
He could no longer scream, his body to weak and drained to make such a loud noise.
He felt each individual sharp-nailed finger roughly wiggly and bury itself in his spongy balls.
It practically felt like his manhood was being speared.
"We rip your pathetic balls!" Cried the one on his right.
"Smash them completely gone!" Said the other.
"P-please n....no" The abused adventurer whimpered with tears streaking down his face.
The pressure increased slowly from each goblin.
He felt their fingers dig deeper and deeper into his ballflesh.
Alkan their nails pierce his sack. Then they dug into his raw testes.
His body seized and his breathing practically stopped as slowly and horribly his squishy nuts were pierced and crushed.
*CRUNCH*
*SPLURT*
 The balls went from their ovular shape to sludgy mush in mere seconds.
But it wasn't over for poor Alkan.
The third goblin shoved the other's aside still wanting her turn in his castration.
She pulled out her crooked and chipped knife. She gripped Alkan's ruined nutbag by it's base and slowly began sawing it off.
Alkan felt his life fading away yet the pain was worse than ever. The sharp bone knife sliced into the delicate sackflesh and bit into Alkan's nut chords.
Acid-bile welled in his throat as the pain of his ballbag being completely sliced off caught up with Alkan's brain.
His vision started to blur and his head spun. Still he could make out the goblin placing his ruined nutbag in her mouth and mockingly biting it with her razor sharp teeth.
And that was the last thing Alkan saw before his eyes closed for good.