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 like 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! I'm getting 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 Ball-Busting Twin Sisters part 2: Mom Comes Home, by number2

Anne Marie returned home from work to find her son Jim curled up in the fetal position quietly crying and holding his groin. She asked what was wrong and Jim refused to tell her. Anne Marie was confused but let it go for the time being and unzipped his pants to check the damage. What she found was Jim’s balls, swollen and red. She was aghast; she told Jim to tell her what had happened right now. He finally gave in and told her of the abuse he had received from his sisters, hold long it had been going on and what they had done to him today. He felt relief that it was finally out in the open and his mommy was going to take care of it.

Anne Marie marched to the twins’ room with anger in her eyes. She heard laughter coming from behind the locked door and ordered the girls out. She seized each of them by the hand and pulled them out to the living room where Jim was still on the floor.

“Did you do this to your brother?” Anne Marie asked.

The girls shot daggers from their eyes at Jim, looked at each other then said in unison, “Yes.”

Anne Marie grabbed them both and pulled them toward her, hugging them tightly. “My girls! I’m so proud!” she exclaimed.

The twins were shocked (as was Jim); they didn’t know what to say.

“I’ve been ball-busting for years! I can’t believe you two do it as well! It must run in the family!” she continued. “You have to tell me all about it!”

Eva and Ava regaled their mother of the story of how they started ball-busting and of the tortures they had put Jim through throughout the years. Jim laid on the ground in disbelief. Here he thought his mom was going to help him and now she was thrilled with what his sisters had done to him. He started to get up to leave and his mother planted her foot on his chest. At almost six feet tall in her heels she towered over her son.

“You’re not going anywhere little man,” she said cruelly. “You’re not through yet.” Jim tried to get up but Anne Marie had leverage and skill on her side; he was stuck. The twins giggled at his predicament. Now there were three ball-busting women in the house and the twins wouldn’t have to hide it anymore.

“Now that you two have started little Jimmy’s training, mommy will show you how it’s really done. Hold your brother for me girls.”

Eva and Ava each grabbed an arm, making sure Jim couldn’t go anywhere. Anne Marie took her foot off his chest and stepped down lightly on Jim’s lap. Her feet were bigger than her young daughters’ were and her brown pump nearly covered his whole groin.

As she pressed down she looked into Jim’s eyes. Sternly she asked, “You realize what mommy’s foot can do to you, don’t you?” Jim gulped and nodded yes. Anne Marie applied more pressure. “Good. Then you will do whatever mommy says, correct?” Again a slow nod.

She lifted her foot up and kicked off her shoes giving Jim a good whiff of her salty foot odor. It was stronger than the shoe he had been forced to lick and he felt himself getting aroused.

“Mommy’s had a hard day at work and her feet need a bath. A tongue bath. Now open wide.” Jim reluctantly opened his mouth and Anne Marie shoved her foot in. Her nylons had captured a day’s worth of foot sweat and Jim nearly gagged at the taste of it. Anne Marie wriggled her long slender toes inside his warm mouth. Meanwhile the twins held him tightly, their eyes wide with excitement

“Mmmm, that feels good. Suck it Jimmy! Suck it unless you want mommy to smash your pitiful nuts! Suck it!”

Jimmy slurped up every ounce of sweat, running his tongue along the underside of his mother’s toes until she pulled her foot out. He left his mouth open, waiting for the other foot, wanting it badly. Anne Marie smiled knowing this would happen. She ran her foot slowly up his chest making him ache for a taste. She held her foot just out of his mouth’s reach and he responded by flicking his tongue out to taste her toes. Satisfied with his yearning she jammed her foot into his gaping maw. He accepted it greedily, sucking it severely, blissfulness in his eyes.

After a few moments she removed her foot. “Pick him up,” she said to the girls. They brought him to his feet and he stood eye to eye with his mother. She brushed her long brunette hair from her eyes and said to him sweetly, “You did good, honey... but there’s one problem. That was for MY enjoyment, not YOURS!” Suddenly her knee shot up into his groin. The twins continued to hold him up as Anne Marie shot three more knees upwards. The air rushed from his body and the twins dropped him face first at their mother’s feet.

Anne Marie walked around him and put her pumps back on. “I might need these later,” she said, winking to the girls. “Now Jimmy did a good job with my feet, let’s see if he can clean your marvelous heels.” Dutifully the twins walked to Jim’s face and placed their feet in front of him. “Clean them Jimmy,” continued his mother walking behind him. “But don’t you dare touch their beautiful feet with your disgusting tongue.”

Jim went about his job, licking the shiny black shoes, alternating from Eva to Ava and back. Their toe cleavage inside the tight shoes was nearly irresistible but Jim held back not wanting any more punishment. The twins sensed this and smiled knowingly to each other. While Jim was licking the top of her shoe, Eva suddenly kicked her foot forward. Jim’s tongue ran along the top of it and he knew he was in trouble.

“Ewww, mom he licked my foot!” exclaimed Eva. Immediately the point of Anne Marie’s shoe made contact with Jim’s balls from behind. Jim grimaced in pain.

“What did I tell you son? Now get back to work!” Jim resumed his cleaning until Ava moved her foot. This time Jim was quick enough to draw his tongue back into his mouth in time. Ava was disappointed but soon regained her composure.

“Mom, Jimmy stopped cleaning!” she laughed. WHAM! Jim recoiled from the pain in his scrotum while his sisters and mother snickered.

“Flip him over girls,” Anne Marie commanded. The twins complied by walking to Jim’s side and (in unison) brutally kicking him in the ribs. Jim grunted in pain and rolled onto his back. Anne Marie walked onto his chest and crouched down. Her heels dug into his skin and he felt like his chest was going to cave in. She bounced on his torso while staring down in disgust at her son.

“Tsk, tsk. What are we going to do with you? You seem to like sucking but you have troubles with licking. What have I got for you to suck?” She slowly raised her tweed skirt. Her pantyhose crotch was stained with her wetness. Jim’s eyes grew wide and Anne Marie fell forward. She wriggled her ass till her crotch was positioned on Jim’s mouth.

“Suck it, you worm! Suck mommy’s panties! Make mommy cum! Or pay for my disappointment!” In reality Anne Marie had cum each time she kicked her son’s balls and once when he was sucking her toes. That cum was what Jim was sucking out of her stained panties. Anne Marie’s legs locked tightly around Jim’s head and she pulled her skirt down over his face. All he could smell, taste and see was his mother’s moist undergarment as he slurped her juices.

Anne Marie came several more times but kept her body planted on her son’s face, tightening her legs with each orgasm. She motioned for her daughters to pull down Jim’s pants. They did and his erection sprang out.

“Gross!” shouted Ava. She slapped his dick roughly but it bounced off his stomach and stood up again. Eva joined in and slapped it as well. Again it bounced back up. The girls took turns hitting his rod while their mother watched and laughed.

“Go for it girls!” Anne Marie cried out. “Smack that nasty cock!” Jim yelled in agony and the vibration caused another orgasm in Anne Marie, the most intense yet. Her legs compressed further and Jim blacked out, losing his erection in the process.

Anne Marie realized what happened and released her vice-grip on her son allowing him to breathe. She walked over to her daughters and hugged them gleefully. She whispered something to them and they laughed heartily. They assisted their mother in propping Jim up into a seated position with his legs open. Anne Marie sat next to him, cradling her son in her arms. When he was in position, Anne Marie slapped him back into consciousness.

“Wake up sleepyhead. You did mommy very good and now you get what’s coming to you.” Her hands trailed down his body to his withered dick and began stroking it. It responded slightly and Anne Marie gave a signal to her daughters.

The twins began to slowly strip off their cheerleader outfits. First came the sweaters. Underneath each was wearing a white lace bra. They shimmied out of their pleated white skirt revealing matching white panties. They began to rub up and down each other’s bodies. Jim’s erection was getting larger as he was living out his biggest fantasy. Anne Marie continued to stroke him, faster and faster, her grip becoming stronger as his dick grew.

Next the twins peeled off their bras. Their taut athletic bodies supported two pairs of spectacular breasts. They smoothed the sweat into each other’s bodies and Jim’s cock responded. Faster and faster Anne Marie pulled his pud. In a frenzy now the twins pulled down their panties. Their identical pussies were dripping wet and they fingered themselves in front of their ecstatic brother. Anne Marie continued to yank Jim’s dick. His eyes rolled back in his head and his balls clenched ready to blow.

“NOW!” screamed Anne Marie.

Immediately the twins stopped their masturbating and each leveled a kick to Jim’s swollen balls. Both made direct contact, the pointy tips of their shoes driving his balls up into his body. Cum shot out of his dick as Anne Marie kept on stroking. Jim was barely cognizant as his sisters kicked him one more time. He blacked out again, his body wracked with pain. Anne Marie continued juicing her now-comatose son, squeezing every bit of semen out of him.

When she was through she reached down and squeezed his balls. Miraculously they were still intact. “Hmmm, tough little guy,” she said to the girls.

She stood up and kissed each of her daughters on the cheek. “We’re going to have such a good time trying to break his balls. Let me tell you about what I did to your father...”