Jim's Ball-busting Twin Sisters

 Jim's Ball-busting Twin Sisters, by Caligula

Eva and Ava, were breathtakingly gorgeous. They were both 18 years old, while Jim was only 16, so they could easily overpower him whenever they wanted to. (Which was quite often) Jim was terrified of his older twin sisters, due to the fact that they didn't have a very 'normal' sibling relationship.

Eva and Ava got on great together. It wasn't just the fact that they were twins, but that the girls shared a great love of kicking boys in the balls that gave them their close ties. Yet the girls both attended an all-girl catholic high- school, so where were they to find some nice nuts to crush? Enter, Jim, the pain in the butt younger brother.

It had all started out innocently enough 3 years before. The girls used to overpower their brother, then fake him out with pretend kicks to his groin. One time Eva kicked her foot out and Ava accidentally pushed their brother forward at the same time. Result.....instant nut-crunch for brother. He rolled about on the floor writhing and crying. The girls laughed for several minutes before telling Jim what they would do to his tender nuts if he ever told their parents.

Jim was too frightened and humiliated, and never did tell his folks. What followed was 3 years of torture for Jim. The twin sisters enjoyed forcing their brother to sit and watch a movie with them, knowing there would be a ball-busting scene in it. After viewing the scene, the girls would take turns acting out the scene on Jim. And if he didn't do his best to act just like the guy did in the movie, he'd get 10 times worse. They also liked to have him roleplay a made-up scenario with them. Either the abusive boyfriend, or the rude construction worker. Then one or both girls would kick him where it counts. Their favorite game with Jim was to have him guess which sister was which. Since they were twins, he almost never guessed correctly. (of course the sisters would lie about their identities whenever they wanted to) If he guessed wrong, then one sister would pick a style for the other sister to use to hurt his balls, and vice versa. It's one of these sessions where the story picks up.....

"Now Jimmy, who am I?" asked Eva. Jimmy didn't even try to tell the two apart. He knew it was pointless.

"Ummm...Ava." "Wrong!!! How should I do it, Ava?"

"Give him a good swift knee to his little nuts for not being able to tell us apart!" shouted Ava gleefully.

Jimmy braced himself for the inevitable. Eva walked up to him in her cheerleader outfit (Ava was dressed the same, except instead of gym shoes both girls wore shiny black 4-inch heels). She gripped his shoulders, smiled at her brother, and let her knee fly into his nutsack. Jimmy groaned softly and slid to the ground. Eva and Ava high-fived each other. They watched their brother for a few minutes before ordering him back to his feet for round 2. The girls left the room and came back in, so he couldn't remember which was which.

Again Eva asked, "Who am I?"

This time he got it right. So the girls left and reentered again. Eva asked yet again, and Jimmy answered wrong. Ava pondered for a moment his fate before deciding.

"Hold on, I'll be right back!" She ran off and came back a moment later with one of their mother's well-used high-heel shoes. "Make him smell and lick the inside of Mom's shoe, and then use the heel of the shoe and ram it into his balls."

Eva eagerly took their mother's shoe and placed it to her brother's nose. "Smell it, shithead!" Jim did, and almost gagged at the heavy aroma of his own mother's foot. "Now lick it!" If Jim thought the smell was bad, the taste was even worse as he licked the salty inside of the pump. So this is what Mom's feet taste like, he couldn't help but think.

Eva removed the shoe from his face, turned it upside down and jabbed the spike heel into his left nut, all the while watching the expression on his face. Ava held him in place and could hear him whimpering softly as Eva applied the pressure. "Do you know what Mom would do to you  if she caught you, little pervert that you are, licking and smelling her shoes? She'd probably kick you in the nuts herself!" said Eva.

"Can you imagine what it would feel like if Mom kicked you in the balls? How much it would hurt? She might even get carried away and crush a nut if she kicked to hard. Would you like Mommy to bust a nut?" whispered Ava seductively as Jim squeaked in pain.

Finally they released him and got ready for round 4. Again he guessed wrong and now Eva picked the punishment.

"Have him lie on his back and spread his legs. Then you place the sole of your shoe on his balls and step on them. Don't forget to twist your foot around. I want to hear nuts crunching!"

Jimmy adopted the position on the floor with a little help from Eva. Ava the walked up between his spread legs and raised her foot menacingly above her brother's unprotected scrotum.

"Do I get bonus points for popping a ball?" giggled Ava.

"Do you even think you could tell if you crushed one through your shoe?" inquired Eva.

"We could always tell by the look on his face. Pop a nut, and I'm sure his facial expression would be priceless."

"One good hard stomp and there'd be nothing left but a squishy goopy mess! My puss moist just thinking about it! Just one kick, two little pops, and then no babies for brother!"

"Can I turn you into a soprano, Jimmy?" asked Ava as she slammed her shoe down onto his balls.

Jimmy screamed loudly as Ava twisted her foot cruelly. Eva held him down, laughing at his tears.

"Feel good, Jimmy? Come on, let Ava make you into a eunuch! It'll be a release for you! No more pain between the legs."

"Just a pulpy mess in your scrotum!" laughed Ava. "Hey! I've got one trapped between my shoe and his body! What should I do?"

Eva had an almost fanatic look on her face. "Pop it! Pop it! Go on, crush his nut!"

Ava placed her full weight on the ball, still twisting. Jimmy could do nothing but cry and make funny noises. "Damn! It slipped away!" grumbled Ava. She kicked his balls once to show her anger at having been robbed of her castration of her brother. The girls let him recover for a bit longer this time, coaxing him back up by telling him it would be the last round of the day, considering Mom and Dad would be home soon. Finally Jim lumbered unsteadily to his feet. He guessed correctly this time, but his sisters lied to him and said he was wrong. Eva picked the punishment.

"This time we'll both participate, since it's the last one. You know Jimmy," she said to her brother, "since Ava and I are cheerleaders, to be kicked by us is extremely painful. And yet it's an honor to be kicked by two of the most sought after girls. Guys just love cheerleaders!" She then addressed her sister. "Let's both kick him at the same time with our high heels! You take the left nut, and I'll take the right."

"That sounds great!" yelled Ava.

The girls positioned themselves in front of their trembling brother.

"On three," said Eva. Both girls winked at each other.

They had no intention of waiting to get to three. Two was the pre-agreed upon number, although they didn't want Jimmy to know and spoil the fun by covering up involuntarily on three. The girls counted together.

"One.........Two!"

The two cheerleaders raised their legs in a powerful, well-practiced forward kick. Jim thought how graceful his sisters looked as their legs swung forward in an arc. And that was the last thought he had as the closed pointy toe of each shoe smashed into their respective ball at the exact same moment. Jimmy lay on the ground making strange mewling noises, and his sisters hugged each other. They both rubbed themselves under their skirts as Jim watched, although whether he was seeing anything at this point was questionable. It was even more of a turn-on for the sisters for them to know that Jimmy knew they were getting off on having nearly burst his plums.

Eva and Ava then walked casually out of the room after blowing kisses to their brother.

Eva turned to Ava, saying, "I rented this movie...it's got this great scene in it where this woman kicks......." Their voices trailed off into the distance. The End

Jim's Ballbusting Twin Sisters - The Sequel

Everything was hazy. He could hear his sister's voices coming from the haze...see their laughing faces...

Do I get bonus points for popping a ball?

Just one kick, two little pops, and then no babies for my brother!

Can I turn you into a soprano, Jimmy?

Through the haze he saw high heel clad feet smash into his balls over and over again. Watched as the sole of a shoe from above repeatedly stomped on his groin.

Pop it! Pop it! Go on, crush his nut!

Let's both kick him at the same time with our high heels! You take the left nut, and I'll take the right!

He watched in horror as the pointy toe of two pairs of shoes embedded themselves in his balls with a loud crunch. He saw fingers reach up under skirts and start rubbing...

BEEP...BEEP...BEEP!!!

Jim awoke from his nightmare as his alarm went off, wiping the sweat from his forehead and trying to get his breathing under control. During the day he did his best to avoid thinking about his sisters...the twins, Eva and Ava. Nightly, however, his subconscious replayed the events of their teenage years in his dreams. They played like scenes on an old worn-out videocassette tape that had been rewound too many times: fuzzy and garbled. But then there'd be a moment or two where the fog lifted, and he saw his sisters' feet tormenting his balls and heard their threats of ending his manhood.

Even though it had been many years since they had busted his balls, the legacy of those kicks had left scars both physical and mental. His testosterone levels were extremely low, as was his sperm count. He was practically sterile. The doctors had no answer as to the reason or a solution, but he knew his sisters destroyed thousands of his sperm with each and every kick. The frequent kicks to the balls also lowered his self-esteem and confidence, and so he never married and dated very infrequently.

His sisters had moved to different parts of the country when they were in their mid-twenties, which probably saved his manhood from total destruction. Even his sisters hadn't seen each other in many years. But today was the day. His sisters were flying in for a family reunion and were meeting at the airport and then would come to his house. They were bringing their children as well...Eva had two twin daughters and a son, and Ava had one daughter and two twin sons. Twins ran in the family apparently.

Jim shaved and showered, readying himself for the arrival of his sisters. It had been years since he had seen them, and surely by now they would have outgrown their immature love for kicking guys in the nuts. They HAD to have outgrown it, hadn't they?

He was trying to keep his mind off the unavoidable reunion by doing some last-minute cleaning when he was startled by the sound of his doorbell. For whom the bell tolls, he thought, slightly panicked. The door suddenly burst open and his sisters entered the room. Jim was taken aback...his sisters were still hot as fuck, and still indistinguishable from each other. Their kids came in behind them. The daughters standing in front, with the sons standing behind them carrying all of the luggage and looking none too happy. Jim thought he recognized that look.

Eva and Ava looked gorgeous in their matching outfits: tiny black tops, little skirts, and high heels. Jim shivered slightly at the sight of their well-worn high heels. The twins threw their arms out towards their brother and ran at him for a hug.

"Jimmy!" they yelled in unison.

He gave a nervous smile and extended his own arms. The sisters closed in on Jim for their hug and their momentum caused both of them to land a knee at the same time in their brother's groin with a muffled crunch sound.

Eva and Ava laughed and broke away from the hug, allowing Jim to drop to his knees. Eva and Ava's sons dropped the luggage and instinctively covered their groins with their hands in sympathy, while their daughters opened their mouths in surprise and joined in on their mother's laughing. His sisters looked at each other.

"Double nut crunch!" they said at the same time, while not suppressing their laughter.

"Oh Jimmy," said Eva. "Sorry...that was an accident, I swear."

"Yeah Jim," added Ava, "sorry about that. I guess old habits never die."

They don't sound sorry, thought Jim. The shame and embarrassment of his teen years came flooding back, as well as that fear he had of his sisters. He could hear them in his nightmares again...

One good hard stomp and there'd be nothing left but a squishy goopy mess!

Come on, let Ava make you into a eunuch!

He did his best to believe that it really was an accident and lifted himself up back into a standing position, and even forced a chuckle.

"Yeah...I mean it was just an accident. No worries. I've had worse," he said.

Eva and Ava both grinned at that, knowing exactly WHO had given it to Jim worse. They introduced their daughters and sons to Jim. The daughters seemed unimpressed by their uncle and immediately dismissed him, as did most women in Jim's life. They had that same aggressive bitchy attitude that his sisters had growing up whereas their sons had the appearance of frightened animals...eyes flitting from side to side, ready to flee at the slightest hint of danger. The family dynamic was clearly apparent to Jim: predators and prey. Jim felt bad for his nephews, feeling pretty certain he knew the reason for their nervousness.

"Why don't I show you all your rooms and you can get rested and cleaned up," suggested Jim. He really just wanted some privacy so he could ice his balls.

"Sounds great!" said Ava. "C'mon everyone...follow Uncle Jimmy!"