Le Tragique Έcrous (part 1-6)

**Sadistic. Part 7-12 not posted here**

Le Tragique Έcrous (part 1-6)

By tirsomaly

Chapter 1 - Truth or Dare

His father died fifteen years ago. His mother had been raising him and his sister ever since. Allen was a healthy seventeen year old boy. He was in pretty good shape, with built pecs and a noticeable six-pack but he was also pretty shy, so he had a hard time dating girls.

Allen’s sister Hannah was two years younger than him; she was about five feet, five inches tall with a petite figure. She had blonde hair and decently sized breasts and butt. Allen and his sister were really close friends. They goofed around all the time ever since they were little kids. They liked to make fun of each other and tickle and wrestle each other as well.

When Hannah was about eight years old, Allen and her were wrestling. She was on top of him, trying to pin him to the ground. He was holding her away from pinning him by holding her up with his knees that were pinned together. She persistently attempted to part his knees by shoving her knee in between them. She began to feel that it was hopeless and pushed down with one more forceful shove. His knees spread ever so slightly apart; just enough to allow her knee to slam its way straight through to his developing testicles. Hannah felt her knee make impact on his vulnerable balls and couldn’t help but laugh at her own mistake. Allen quickly threw her off of him and fell into a fetal position, holding his groin and trying not to cry from the pain.

“You should have just let me pin you, stupid. You were the one holding me off with your knees,” Hannah said while she was giggling. Ever since that day she had this obsession with kicking her brother in the balls. She would purposely start tickling wars, or wrestling matches with him, just so she could ‘accidentally kick him in the nuts’. She just thought it was so funny, that she couldn’t resist doing it to him.

Sometimes his mother would see him, holding himself on the floor and she would say, “Did your sister kick you again Allen? I asked her not to do that. She’s so rebellious. But she’s so cute that I just can’t be mad at her. Sorry ‘bout your privates Allen.” Then she would plop down on the recliner and watch TV.

Allen’s mother, Angela, was a 39 year old woman. She had blonde hair and the usual aging signs of a 39 year old woman. Her breasts sagged a little and she had a fat ass. For the most part she was pretty for her age. Angela was a marketing executive for Yahoo.

When Hannah was about thirteen years old, she started kicking her brother in the balls without even pretending it was an accident. She would kick him in front of her friends, just to show off and so they would think she was funny. He tried to block her kicks but was never fast enough. She always left him on the floor, gasping for air, while she walked away giggling to herself. Sometimes she would even kick him in public places, especially when there were a bunch of girls from South Eugene High School were around. She thought it was hilarious to watch her brother rolling on the floor in pain and humiliation. He didn’t know how to stop her, since their mom didn’t really seem to care.

Allen had two cousins who lived in the same town as him with his mother’s sister. His aunt’s name was Heather and she was forty three years old. Heather was divorced and lived off her husband’s child support and the government. Heather dyed her hair brown and went tanning regularly; she actually looked younger than her sister. Heather had two daughters; Sarah, thirteen and Robin, eleven. Both her daughters had blonde hair and looked pretty similar, as far as young girls look. Sarah had a little bit longer hair than Robin.

Our story begins on a smoldering summer day in Allen’s small Eugene, Oregon home. Sarah and Robin had come over to stay the night with Hannah. Allen was in his room doing homework, while his sister and cousins were making tons of noise, banging against the walls and giggling and such. Allen was getting very annoyed with it but he just finished doing his homework. When he was done doing his homework, Allen sat up from his chair and left his room to get some munchies.

As he walked by Hannah’s room, Robin popped out and said, “HEY, Allen, come in here and play truth or dare with us!” Allen didn’t really want to, but had trouble saying no because his cousin was so cute and he felt guilty. So he hesitantly said Okay. Allen stepped into the room and saw his sister sitting on the bed laughing with Sarah about some joke or something. Allen immediately wished he had chosen to pass up this opportunity for boredom but it was too late for him to change his mind now.

“Allen, I’m glad you’re going to play truth or dare with us. We needed a fourth player. Okay, we’re going to play truth or dare. If you don’t agree to tell the truth or take the dare then you have to eat this raw egg on this plate,” said Hannah. Allen didn’t want to eat the raw egg but he was pretty sure he wouldn’t have to, even if he didn’t accept a dare, they couldn’t make him eat a raw egg. On the other hand, it would be funny to see one of them eat a raw egg.

“Youngest goes first,” chimed Robin.

“Okay, go ahead,” said Hannah. “

Okay… I want to dare Hannah. I dare you to go down to your mom’s office and steal one of her bottles of alcohol.”

“NO, I can’t do that! Do you know what my mom will do if she catches me?!?!”

“Well, if you refuse to do it, then you’re out of the game and you have to eat a raw egg,” laughed Allen. Hannah gave Allen a look like she was really pissed, because he knew how angry her mom would get if she caught them stealing her alcohol. Allen had done it a few times before and would never do it again. The last time he got caught stealing his mom’s alcohol, he was grounded for a month with no TV, phone or entertainment of any kind. All he had were educational books to read in his room. She installed a lock in his room during that time so he could only get out for school. Now he behaved very well, because of his fear of getting locked in his second story room. Hannah didn’t want a lock on her door, but she knew her mom favored her and would never do that, so she decided to fuck the consequences and go down and steal some alcohol. After all, she didn’t want to be out of the game and it would be her turn to give a dare next. She had a little plan for her brother, because he laughed at her about having to steal mom’s alcohol.

She very casually walked downstairs and easily broke into her mother’s alcohol cabinet. She stole a bottle of southern comfort and happily walked back upstairs. As she walked back into the room, she was smiling and said, “Here’s the booze… Okay, now it’s my turn and I want to dare Allen.” Allen smiled and wondered what she would dare him to do. “I dare you to let me kick you in the nuts,” Hannah plainly stated. Sarah and Robin laughed hysterically at this situation. Hannah waited for Allen to make his choice. Allen didn’t want to get kicked in the nuts because he knew how extremely bad it hurt every time she kicked him before.

“That’s not fair; you can’t dare me to do something that will hurt my body. That’s like me daring you to let me punch you in the eye.”

“No it’s not,” argued Hannah. “If you punched me in the eye that could do permanent damage.”

“Well, so can kicking me in the nuts.”

“NO it can’t. I’ve kicked you a million times before, it will only hurt for ten minutes or so and it will be entertaining for us to watch. Don’t you want to see me kick him in the nuts?” she asked Sarah and Robin.

“Yeah!”

“Also, you can’t hit us, because mom doesn’t allow you to hit girls.” They both whined at the same time.

“No, hunta, Fuck this, this isn’t how you play this game,” Allen said as he got up and began to leave the room.

“You have to eat the egg!” yelled Hannah. Allen just walked away.

“Hold on a second,” Hannah told her cousins. She ran out following Allen and grabbed him. “Listen, Allen, if you break the rules I’m going to tell mom that you stole her alcohol again, so either take the dare or eat the egg.”

Allen looked really angry. “You are such a bitch, I can’t believe you. You’re evil.”

“I know I am, don’t ya love me?”

Allen was angry as hell, but there wasn’t much he could do to argue. He knew his mother would believe Hannah. “Fine, you fucking bitch, I’ll come back in there and play by the rules,” he muttered under his breath.

Allen and Hannah came back into the room. Allen had a frustrated look on his face and was completely silent. Hannah looked triumphant. “Well, Allen has decided to play by the rules and not be an asshole.” The cousins smiled, hoping they would get to see him eat the egg or get kicked in the nuts.

“So what’ll it be, Allen? These eggs? Or those eggs?” she cleverly asked, pointing at his crotch. Allen had a hard time deciding. He hated eggs, even cooked, so he really didn’t want to eat a raw egg. But a kick in the nuts hurts so badly. He decided that he could be a man about it and take a kick in the nuts; after all, he wanted a chance to give some dares.

“I’ll take the kick, I guess.”

“Good choice, Allen. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.” Allen stood up, stepped into an open area in the room and spread his legs. Hannah stood up, never dropping her gaze from her target. She stood in front of Allen and planned out the kick in her mind. She wanted it to be right on target. Allen anticipated the kick. Hannah snapped her foot out, but Allen was prepared and reflexively pulled his knees together, effectively blocking the kick completely.

“You didn’t let me kick you, THAT was the dare. So either let me kick you, or eat the egg.”

“I couldn’t help it. It was a reflex.”

“Well, close your eyes this time, so you can’t tell when the kick is coming.” Allen closed his eyes and intermittently couldn’t help but close his legs together. At one of the moments when his legs were apart his sister kicked her bare foot, blasting the ball of her foot directly into his balls, making more contact with the left than the right. His left nut became all that he could feel, a sizzling ache, running down his leg and into his stomach, all the way to his brain. His right testicle hurt too, but not nearly as bad as his left one, which he felt would never function again. Then again, that’s what it always felt like when his sister kicked him and he always managed to function as a man. All this pain came on almost immediately and it was so intense that he barely noticed the content smile on Hannah’s face and the look of shock on his cousin’s faces.

After a minute or so, Sarah and Robin began laughing, as if they had been holding themselves back from doing so for the past minute. They laughed uncontrollably for about five minutes. They were laughing so hard that tears began to come to their eyes. Hannah just stood there with that satisfied look on her face, happy at how funny her cousins thought it was. This was the first time Hannah had introduced Sarah and Robin to this. She thought they were too young before, but now she felt they were old enough to learn how to hurt a man. Hannah was a bit of a sadist, as all young girls are. She enjoyed seeing her brother in pain. She enjoyed listening to his little cousins laugh at him. She loved the fact that he was suffering from extreme pain and moderate humiliation. She loved the feeling of her foot crushing his warm, vulnerable balls. It was so funny and he deserved it.

After about ten minutes Allen managed to sit up in a chair. His left nut still hurt a little, but the pain was abating quickly. The girls all looked at him differently after he got up. They tried their best to keep a straight face, but couldn’t help but break out in laughter every now and then.

“Okay, now it’s my turn to give out a dare.” In the middle of that sentence Robin and Sarah burst out laughing.

“Okay, who are you gonna dare?” asked his sister, with a laughing smile on her face.

“I’m going to dare Sarah.” He didn’t know exactly what he was going to dare her to do, so he tried to think quickly. “Sarah, I dare you to take a drink of that Southern Comfort that Hannah stole from our mom.”

“Okay… No problem,” Sarah picked up the alcohol, unscrewed the lid and braced herself to take a drink. She took a small sip that made her gag; she spit the booze out all over the floor.

“Oh shit. Allen, you have to clean that up. That was a stupid dare; she’s too young to drink anything. You’re an asshole, so clean this up so I don’t get in trouble.” Allen was a little embarrassed because maybe she was too young and maybe he was out of line. He went to the kitchen to get carpet cleaner and cleaned up the alcohol off of the floor. The game resumed.

“Okay, let’s see, it’s my turn now, right?” asked Sarah.

“Right,” replied Hannah.

“Okay, hmm, well, sorry, I need to think about it for a sec…” She looked towards Allen and he hoped she wasn’t thinking what he thought she might be thinking. “Can we do the same dare more than once, Hannah?”

“Sure, of course you can.”

“Okay, I wanna dare Allen… to let ME kick him in the nuts.”

“No, no, I can’t take another kick. Sorry, you’re gonna have to choose a different dare.”

“Okay, let me think.”

“NO, she can do whatever dare she wants Allen. You need to obey the rules and part of the rules, is you can’t ask somebody to change their dare. Either do it or eat the egg.” Allen knew he was blackmailed in a way, so he didn’t argue.

“FINE, let me think about it.” They were all surprised that he even needed to think about it but he really hated eggs and he doubted that Sarah, who was only thirteen years old, could kick worth shit.

“Okay, I’m gonna take the kick.” A huge smile immediately came to Sarah’s face after he said that. Sarah was wearing socks and somehow, in his delusional thinking, he thought that maybe the socks might soften the blow along with the lack of strength in her legs. He stood in position like before.

“Close your eyes again. We don’t want your legs hurting little Sarah’s foot, do we?” Allen obeyed and felt like this whole truth or dare thing was just a ploy so they could kick him in the nuts. Nah, they couldn’t be that cunning. Well, maybe Hannah, probably not, whatever, fuck it. He closed his eyes and had his legs spread. He felt afraid, even though she was only thirteen.

Sarah lifted her foot up to his groin slowly so she could get a feel for how far her foot would kick. She felt nervous too. She didn’t really want to hurt him; she just thought it would be fun. “I can’t do this. I thought it would be fun, but I don’t want to hurt you Allen.”

Allen opened his eyes in sweet relief. “Thank you Sarah, that’s nice of you.”

“Wait, wait, wait, Sarah, you have to do it, you already dared him. Don’t you want to kick him?” Sarah nodded her head yes.

“Allen, close your eyes; she’s still gonna kick you.”

“No, she said she doesn’t want to!”

“Close your eyes Allen or I’ll have a talk with mom about you-know-what.” Allen was angry, but he closed his eyes because he really didn’t want to get locked in his room again.

Hannah kneeled next to Sarah. “What’s the matter?”

Sarah whispered, “I don’t want to hurt him, he might be mad at me.”

“No, he won’t be mad at you. Let me tell you a secret. He rolls on the ground after we kick him partly because it does hurt but also because he knows how funny it is and he wants us to laugh at him. Its half pain, half show. You understand?”

“Really?”

“Yes, really.”

“I never knew that. Okay, I’ll kick him then.”

“There he is. Why do you think he would wait like that and let us unless he enjoyed it in some way?” Sarah walked up again and positioned herself. She drew up all the power within her legs and snapped her foot out, slapping the top of her foot against his left nut again. This felt a lot different than Hannah’s kick. It only made contact with his left nut, but it felt a lot sharper. Maybe it was because of the fact that the testicle had already went through hell or maybe it was because she had a more focused kick, but his left nut went into an even more agonizing state than before.

“That was fun!” Sarah laughed.

“Good job Sarah. You got him good.”

Hannah kneeled down next to Allen and spoke quietly in his ear. “How does it feel, Allen? Did she break one of ‘em? Having trouble answering my questions? *giggle* We’re gonna be kicking you a lot more from now on, so get used to it. Don’t even think about telling mom or I’ll just deny it and then you don’t wanna know what I’ll do to your balls. K?”

While Hannah was talking to Allen, Sarah told Robin all about it. “You have to do it, it was so exciting!”

“But you hurt him. Don’t you feel bad?”

“Hannah told me it’s mainly just a show. Why do you think he just let me and Hannah kick him? Of course it hurts, but he knows how funny it is and that’s why he rolls on the ground and stuff. As soon as you get a dare you have to try it.”

“Okay, but I’m not gonna do it hard.”

“I didn’t do it hard either. Believe me, I could’ve done it a lot harder.”

Back with Hannah and Allen, about three minutes later. Allen was still in extreme pain. “Does it still hurt, Allen? Well, get up and let’s finish the game, you’re just gonna have to grin and bear it.” Allen now felt completely terrified of his sister and he was pretty much under her control. She didn’t realize the extent of her power; she didn’t think he would buy her threats. But he did.

Allen cleared his throat and his voice cracked as he tried to speak, which caused all the girls to burst out in laughter. “Okay, ahem, it’s my turn to, ah, dare. I guess I dare Sarah… to… ahem… moon the window.”

“Okay, but you have to turn your head, Allen.”

“Okay, Sarah, you make sure she does it, okay?” Sarah watched as Robin pulled down her pants and showed her butt to the world out of Hannah’s bedroom window. Robin pulled up her pants and sat back down.

Allen turned back around. “Did she do it?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay my turn again,” Robin said with joy in her voice. “I know what I’m gonna do, I dare you to let me kick you in the nuts.” Hannah laughed with so much ego in her voice. Sarah giggled, hoping that he would accept the dare.

He didn’t need to take too long to think about, as his left nut was pretty much making the decision for him. “I can’t take another kick.”

“You know the rules,” said Hannah.

“Fine, this was such a stupid game, I’m sorry I ever came in here, I know you had this in mind from the beginning Hannah. You’re cruel.” With that Allen took the plate with the raw egg on it. He stared at the egg for a long time.

“Go ahead, we don’t have all day,” said Hannah. All the girls were smiling. He plugged his nose and choked the egg down. He nearly gagged as he tried to swallow it. It was one of the most disgusting things he had ever done. The girls laughed and cheered for him. He got up and left. He got incredibly nauseous about fifteen minutes later, but didn’t throw up. He stayed in his room and tried to concentrate the nausea away.

After he left, the girls continued talking. “Sorry, you didn’t get a chance to kick him, Robin.”

“It’s okay.”

“No, it’s really not okay. It’s not fair that we all got to kick him and you didn’t. I have an idea. You may get to kick him in the balls after all. We need to figure out a way that you can kick him without him expecting it. Any ideas?”

“We could tell him to look at something, like on the cartoons, and then she could kick him really fast while he’s not looking.”

“Yeah, that’s a good idea, Sarah…Let’s wait until he gets out of his room and then we’ll put our plan into action. So, Sarah, what did you think? Was that your first time kicking a guy in the balls?”

“Yeah, it was fun… and funny.” They all giggled a little bit.

“I better fill up this booze with water and put it back.”

Allen felt sick for the next hour. After lying in bed for an hour, he went downstairs to watch TV. The girls heard him walk past their door, so they went downstairs to watch TV with him. Sarah asked the girls if they wanted some chicken nuggets.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah, definitely.”

“Come in the kitchen with me then and help me make them.” They all went into the kitchen. Allen was the only one who was tall enough to reach the pan that they needed to make the chicken nuggets so Hannah called him in the kitchen.

“Allen, come in here, we need you to get the pan for us.” Hannah positioned Robin so she would be standing in front of Allen when he got the pan. There was a window directly across from the cupboard where the pan was. Allen came in to help them and found Sarah and Robin standing next to the oven trying to reach for the pan.

“Can you get the pan for us, Allen?” asked Hannah.

“Okay, but next time you can just get a chair to get up there.” Allen reached up to get the pan.

“SHIT, look out the window!!!” Allen looked immediately out of fear, leaving his legs wide open for Robin. Robin panicked and took the kick as fast as she could. Her tennis shoe hit him in his right testicle and whacked the tip of his penis pretty good too.

“Oh, FUCK!” Allen exclaimed, as the pain that was once in his left nut now began to emanate from his right ball. His testicle was on fire again. It was all he could think about and it felt like he might have lost a nut. But it always felt like that. He collapsed to the floor, groaning in agony. Robin, Sarah and Hannah were all laughing at him, just standing over him, laughing hysterically.

After about five minutes he recovered enough to speak. “That was a dirty trick.” The girls just laughed at him. They thought it was hilarious that the old trick actually worked on him.

“That’s the oldest trick in the book,” taunted Hannah. They heard Angela, Allen and Hannah’s mother, at the front door. Robin got really scared that she would get in trouble and froze up.

Angela walked into the kitchen. “Allen, what happened? Are you okay sweetie?”

Hannah answered for him. “He wasn’t looking where he was going and he walked right into the door handle.”

“You should really be more careful Allen, God only gave you two testicles and they can’t be replaced. Sorry to be blunt but you need to be more careful. You girls go up to your room, this isn’t a show.”

The girls ran up to their room and giggled about how they got away with it. Robin was relieved. Allen never told his mom the truth, because he was too afraid of her finding out about the alcohol. Angela went to her office to start getting drunk. Allen was left in the kitchen cradled in the fetal position, with the lights off.

Chapter 2 - Torment

Later that evening, Allen managed to get back up to his bedroom. His balls ached for the rest of the night, but he slept fitfully.

The next morning Hannah walked into Allen’s bedroom while he was sleeping. “Time to get up, Allen!” Allen was irritated and rolled over, hiding underneath his covers. His balls still ached a little and he was really pissed off about that.

“What’s the matter? Are your balls to sore to get up?” Allen just ignored her.

“Well, you better get up soon because mom is making breakfast and if you aren’t down there, she said she was gonna kick you in the nuts.” Hannah was lying and Allen knew it. Allen knew their mom wouldn’t kick him in the nuts but she would be angry if he didn’t come down for breakfast. So he got up, threw some clothes on and went down for breakfast. The kitchen smelled like bacon, eggs and pancakes. The counters were a mess, with food and pans everywhere.

“Good morning, Allen.”

“Morning.”

“How are you feeling? Downstairs, I mean.” Allen was a little embarrassed that his mom was asking this in front of Hannah and his cousins.

“Better.”

“Well, that’s good. You should be more careful.” Hannah and the cousins were trying to hold back their laughter. Sarah accidentally let out a burst of laughter but Angela didn’t understand the real reason why. Angela set everyone’s plates down on the table in front of them.

“Mmm, looks good mom,” Hannah said out loud, before speaking in a hushed tone to Allen, so only him and the cousins could hear, “Enjoy your scrambled eggs, Allen.” The girls all giggled to themselves, remembering all the fun they had the night before.

Sarah and Robin got some time alone and began to talk about the night before. “That was so fun last night, Sarah. I can’t believe he fell for that.”

“I know, I know, I really didn’t think he would fall for it. You got him so good, too.”

“I did?”

“Yeah, I think you kicked him harder than any of us.”

“I was so scared that I was gonna get in trouble when Angela came home. I wonder why Allen never told her the truth. Isn’t that weird?”

“Yeah, I don’t know. Maybe he did tell her, but she just hasn’t said anything yet.”

“I hope not. If we get in trouble for this, we’ll have to get revenge on him.”

“We could hurt his balls really bad somehow, like with a baseball bat or something.” Both the girls giggled.

“I bet that would hurt really bad.”

“That would be so hilarious to watch. I could just imagine the look on his face.” Sarah and Robin went home later that afternoon.

For the rest of the day Hannah seemed to have some magical control over Allen. Whatever she asked he would obey on command. If she wanted a Coke, he got her a Coke. If she wanted his seat, he moved. If she called him, he came running. The reason she had such great control of him now, was because he refused to get her shoes out of her room for her in the afternoon.

When she had to go get them herself, she walked into the living room where he was watching TV and spoke to him. “You’ve got a lot of fucking balls, Allen. I asked you to get my shoes for me.”

“I’m not your slave.”

“Well, from now on you do whatever I say, because if you don’t then I promise you, I’ll kick you in the balls so hard that you’ll be limping for a week. And I’ll figure out some way to get mom mad at you.” Allen was dumbfounded. His own sister just threatened him and he didn’t know how to react. He realized that she did have a position of power, because her mother would believe any story she told her. He realized that even if she castrated him, she could figure out some way to make him look bad. He realized this and felt very angry, but out of control. He decided he would put up with this bullshit for the day.

As the day went by, Allen’s resentment of his sister grew. He had trouble falling asleep trying to figure out a way to explain things to his mother, but he knew whatever he said didn’t matter. Hannah would simply make up a reason that he was mad at her and say it was a lie. Then Allen would be in trouble. He was very distressed. The night was long.

Chapter 3 - Leadership Abilities

Allen woke up the next morning with the rays of the rising sun glowing in his room, reflecting off of every piece of dust that floated in the air. His worries of the night before seemed a mile away and his morning went by without incident. He had a relaxing breakfast and a generally relaxing morning. Allen wanted to play guitar, but needed to get his guitar tuner out of the cabinet that was in the living room. Hannah was sitting in a recliner directly below the cabinet that Allen needed to get to. He walked up beside the chair and reached up to the cupboard. Hannah noticed that his crotch was hanging out almost parallel to her face. She saw this as a perfect opportunity for some fun.

She turned to the left slightly, pulling her fist back behind her head. She quickly slammed her little fist into Allen’s crotch using all the strength she had. Allen lost his balance from the blow and fell, pulling down a load of stuff onto Hannah’s head. The punch had made a direct hit on both of his nuts, sending a wave of unbearable pain throughout Allen’s abdomen. He was angry and suffering.

“You asshole, you spilled shit all over me. Clean up your mess, NOW, or I’m gonna tell mom.”

“Fuck you,” Allen muttered under his breath.

“You’ll be sorry you said that, asshole.” Hannah stormed up to her room.

After Allen recovered, he did clean up his mess, because he knew his mom would blame him for it. Allen watched TV for awhile after that. Hannah came back downstairs about the same time that Allen was getting a snack out of the refrigerator. She walked into the kitchen and began talking to Allen.

“I’m sorry I punched you in your nuts, Allen.”

“You should be sorry; it fucking hurt!”

“You don’t have to be an asshole; I was trying to say I’m sorry.” As Hannah was saying that she started to stare at a point behind and to the left of Allen. Allen couldn’t help but look, wondering what she was looking at. At the moment he looked away Hannah snapped her sock-covered foot straight up into Allen’s already sore sack. Allen collapsed to his knees, giving Hannah the opportunity for her second snap kick. The first kick was only starting to register before the second arrived. The pain in his balls was like nothing he ever felt before. Allen began coughing and feeling extremely nauseous. His vision was going purplish black in waves. He was having difficulty breathing and his head was even aching. He was also sweating and feeling like he had a fever. His groin was a fire of burning hell that spread throughout his entire being. He was sure that his testicles were damaged.

“I told you, you would be sorry for making that mess. The first kick was for dropping the shit on my head and the second was for saying ‘Fuck you’.” Allen couldn’t speak and he could barely comprehend what she was saying.

“If you keep being such a brat, you’re not gonna have any balls for your eighteenth birthday.” Allen was terrified of his sister right now. Mostly he was scared that she would keep attacking him, or try to pry his legs apart or something.

“You look so funny, laying there on the ground wike a wittle baby, gasping for breath, holding onto your balls for dear life. I wish I had a camera right now, so I could take a picture of you and show everyone in school how you lost your balls!” Hannah giggled after saying that. “You’re such a faggot.” With saying that she spit in Allen’s face, got herself a snack and sat down to watch TV.

The pain gradually grew worse and worse the whole time Hannah was tormenting him and for a few minutes after. The pain peaked for about ten minutes and gradually decreased over the next two hours until there was nothing left but a slight ache that came every now and then. He was on the floor for forty five minutes and nearly threw up. His mother never found out. Hannah slept soundly that night, dreaming about beating the shit out of her brother’s balls, among other things. Allen had the same insomnia as the night before, but fell asleep after about two hours.

Chapter 4 - Cracker Jacks

Allen went down for breakfast the next morning. His nuts were still sore, but they were intact. Hannah and Allen were eating breakfast together.

“Sarah and Robin are coming over today.”

“So what?”

“Just remember what will happen if you don’t do what I say.”

“Fuck you, you’re a bitch.”

“You’re pretty stupid, Allen, don’t you remember what happened to you yesterday? Do you want to be a eunuch?” she asked, giggling. Allen was quiet and resentful but he knew he was out of control of this situation. He never thought his sister’s power trip would have gone this far.

Sarah and Robin showed up at eleven a.m. Hannah welcomed them with open arms, but Allen was less than friendly.

“What’s a matter, Allen, you in a bad mood cuz of your sore nutsack?” Sarah and Robin giggled.

“Why don’t you show us your balls, Allen? So we can see how swollen and bruised they really are,” Hannah suggested in an authoritative tone. Allen hesitated then noticed the look on his sister’s face. She looked impatient and he didn’t want to find out what the three of them could do to him, so he complied. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his package.

“Your balls aren’t swollen or bruised! You were just faking when you were lying on the floor! Give me those!” Hannah roughly grabbed Allen’s scrotum, locking his nuts on the outside of the ring formed by her index finger and thumb. “They don’t really hurt at all, do they?”

Sarah and Robin were in awe of what they were seeing. Hannah slowly started tightening her fist, squeezing his nuts in between. “How does that feel, Allen?” She squeezed down as hard as she could, nearly flattening his balls. He felt like his testicles were being crushed. The insides of his balls were crushing into themselves. He held his breath.

“Stop, let go,” he gasped.

“No, I’m not gonna stop, I wanna see what happens. I know it doesn’t really hurt.” Hannah knew it must hurt, but she didn’t want Sarah and Robin to know. She continually squeezed as hard as she could for a minute. Allen was back to the same hell he was in the night before.

“Here, Sarah, take these. Make sure you squeeze tight or you’ll lose them.” Sarah didn’t really want to touch his nuts, but she was too self-conscious to object. Hannah yanked Allen by his balls over to where Sarah was standing. She took Sarah’s hand and transferred his balls to her hand. Sarah squeezed hard, but not nearly as hard as Hannah; it didn’t make much of a difference to Allen. He was in a burning fever of testicular agony, gasping for breath.

“What should I do?” Sarah was nervous.

“Just punch him in the balls or something. Do whatever you want; he can’t do anything. If he fights it, he’ll only rip his own balls off.” All the girls giggled. Allen continued gasping for air. Sarah punched his nuts. She didn’t punch very hard but the state his balls were in, even a light touch would burn. His nausea was growing ever stronger. Allen was beginning to feel like he might pass out.

“Let’s pass him over to Robin now.” Robin was actually kind of excited. Hannah transferred his testicles safely to Robin without letting his balls free. Robin grabbed tightly with her little hands, squeezing down hard on his nuts. Robin didn’t need any instruction, she punched him three times as hard as her little arms could and let him go. In a daze, Allen collapsed to his knees, allowing for that same brutal closing kick that Hannah got in last night. His balls didn’t look bruised or swollen, so the girls assumed he was fine. The all laughed at him as he lay on the ground in the fetal position. They laughed for a long time. Allen didn’t think there could be a worse pain than the night before, but this seemed worse. He was certain he would vomit. He could feel his balls were intact, but he thought there was probably internal damage. He could barely think. He felt very angry and embarrassed.

“Your balls are so funny Allen.” Allen couldn’t believe all the shit they just did to him. They left him down there. He was on the ground for a couple hours this time. He got up to go to his room and lay down, because even after the two hours he still felt nauseous and his nuts were still on fire to some degree.

As he passed Hannah’s room, she called out to him. “Get in here, Allen, don’t be anti-social.” Again, Hannah suggested this in an authoritative tone. Allen really didn’t want to but he was now completely subservient to his sister, she had basically modified his behavior through physical punishment. So he resentfully entered the room, sitting in the corner, being anti-social.

“Allen, could you get that unicorn on top of the bookshelf? None of us are tall enough.” Allen seemed pissed, didn’t say anything and got the unicorn for her. He was careful to guard his sore balls as he did so, he remembered the day before. After handing her the unicorn, he turned to sit back in the corner. As he walked by Hannah she swung her arm out and around, slamming a ten pound dumbbell into Allen’s busted nuts. The girls all laughed and Allen was sent back into his miserable state of pain, debilitated on the floor.

“I can’t believe you, Allen; you’re making this way too easy for me. Let’s go outside and play baseball. We need you too Allen, so quit pretending like it hurts and get outside. Let’s go outside and wait, Robin. Sarah, you stay here and help Allen get up.”

As Hannah was walking out, she leaned down and whispered to Allen, “If you’re not down in five minutes I will castrate you, I promise.”

Sarah didn’t know exactly how to help Allen up. “Do you need help?” she asked.

“No, just give me a minute.” He didn’t know how he was going to get up. After three minutes he pulled himself to his feet. He stood there a few seconds. It was a struggle just to stand up.

Sarah was mischievous and picked up the nearest thing to her, which was a roller-skate. She didn’t know why, but she decided to throw it at his crotch.

“Bitch,” he managed to mutter out as he collapsed to his knees.

She dropped her jaw. “I’m gonna tell my mom, you called me that.” Allen crawled out of the room, because he knew he only had about a minute to get downstairs and outside. Sarah ran downstairs ahead of him. He was late crawling outside, but Hannah wasn’t timing it.

“Come on, Allen, get up and play with us.” Allen managed to get himself up and limp around. The girls had fun playing baseball but not because they loved the sport. They were having fun watching Allen struggle to play. When he actually managed to hit the ball, he could only limp to first base. Each step he took burned as his legs rubbed against his balls. The girls laughed at him constantly. All that could be heard throughout most of the game was girl’s giggling and grunts of pain from Allen. The whole thing was humiliating.

It was getting late into the game and Allen was up to bat. Robin was pitching. She wasn’t a very good pitcher. She threw the balls overhand as hard as she could and nailed Allen in his battered balls. If they had taken his balls out for a look now, they would have seen that they were both bruised and swollen. Allen collapsed again, getting extremely light-headed and somewhat disoriented.

“Nice pitch, Robin.” Sarah and Hannah clapped and they all laughed some more.

“Let’s take a break.” They all went inside for a drink and a snack, leaving the now delusional Allen in the dirt, crying. After thirty minutes or so they came back out.

“K, Allen, your break is over, time to get up and start playing again. It’s your turn to pitch.” Allen didn’t know what was happening now. He obeyed, but was completely out of it. He stood on the pitchers mound wobbling. His vision was blurry. He just stood there.

Hannah walked up behind him. “WHAT’S THE PROBLEM?” she asked while bashing a baseball bat up between his legs with as much strength as she could muster. The girls all laughed even harder now. Sarah and Robin were having so much fun and they had a sense of power over Allen. Allen fell to the dirt. The girls all huddled over him, laughing.

“Did we break your little nutsies, Allen?” Hannah mocked. They all giggled. Allen began staring vacantly, not hearing any of the laughter, or mocking words. He couldn’t feel the pain anymore, in fact, his body was numb. His brain felt like he was going to pass out. Everything went woozy and he was out.

“I guess it was just too much for him.” The laughter gradually abated, to be replaced with worry. Allen didn’t look too good. He was pale and unconscious. His body was covered with sweat. The girls were somewhat worried about him but more worried that Angela would get home and find him like this.

“Okay, when my mom gets home, we’re just going to tell her that we were playing baseball and he got hit really hard with a baseball on accident. Okay? You got that?” Sarah and Robin both agreed that story sounded believable.

“But won’t he tell her the truth.”

“Don’t worry; I’ll make sure he doesn’t.” Hannah knew he wouldn’t tell his mom the truth. She knew he was too scared.

Angela came home. “Mom, there’s been an accident. We were playing baseball and I accidentally hit Allen in the nuts when I was throwing the baseball for him to hit.”

“Is he okay?”

“No, he’s, ah, still lying out there on the ground.”

“Let me go have a look at him.” Angela walked outside and Hannah sheepishly followed.

As soon as Angela saw the state Allen was in, she exclaimed to Hannah, “Are you crazy?!?! You should have called 911!!! He’s in shock!!!” Angela ran inside and called 911. Hannah didn’t know what to do. She felt guilty. It was funny seeing him in pain and even seeing him pass out. But she didn’t want him to die. The ambulance arrived and rushed him to the hospital. Hannah, Angela, Sarah and Robin drove to the hospital. None of them really spoke except for Angela telling them how serious it was and that they should have called 911. Hannah thought she was just overreacting but kept her mouth shut just the same. They waited in the waiting room to find out how Allen was doing. They waited there in uncomfortable silence for what seemed like three hours, but actually was only about an hour.

Allen woke up in the ambulance, not aware of where he really was. The paramedic asked him some questions about the president and the current date, but he couldn’t understand what he was saying. When he arrived at the hospital, he was rushed through a hall and into a treatment area, surrounded by blue curtains. A nurse came in. she had red hair and was a pretty average looking woman all around.

“Hi, my name is Jenny. So you had a little accident downstairs huh?”

“Yeah.” Allen was incredibly embarrassed and still didn’t understand what was happening.

“Well, let’s take a look.” Nurse Jenny unzipped his pants for him and pulled them down. She took off his shoes and pants completely and slipped a hospital gown over him. She examined his balls, feeling them with her thumb and fingers.

“Ow, that really hurts.”

“Sorry, I’m being as gentle as I can. I need to examine your injury and the only way to do that is to feel your testicles. Unless you want us to cut open your scrotum to get a closer look.” She chuckled as she said that.

“Well, I can see you have significant bruising and there could be a rupture but the doctor will be able to tell you that for sure. I will tell you that if there is a rupture, or two, you could lose the ruptured testicle.” Allen became afraid at this statement. But Jenny left before he could ask her any questions. About twenty minutes later, the doctor finally came in. She had red hair too, but was noticeably older and fatter than Nurse Jenny.

“Hi, I’m Doctor Shannon. Let me have a look at you.” With that she lifted up his gown and began fondling his testicles the same way that the nurse did.

“That hurts.”

“Sorry, I would give you a pain pill, but by the time it starts working I will be done.”

“I could probably use a pain pill anyways. I’m in a lot of pain.”

“No, you don’t need any medication, you’re gonna be just fine.” She felt around his scrotum a little while, concentrating intently, closing her eyes.

“Well, your right testicle is ruptured.”

Allen began freaking out. “Am I going to lose it?”

“Well, you might, but I’m going to try and do everything I can to prevent that, okay?”

“Okay.” The doctor proceeded to gather some various materials, such as gauze and scissors. She wrapped his scrotum tightly, securing his nuts in a vice type grip. The gauze wrapping really hurt.

“Sorry if this hurts a little, but look at it this way, you can go through the pain of having this wrapped around your testicles for the next four days, or you can spend the rest of your life with one testicle,” she said with a smirk in her voice. “If you want I can remove the testicle right now so you can avoid any risk of infection.”

“No, I’ll wear the gauze.” She instructed him on how to change the gauze and that he had to stay in bed for the next three days.

Nurse Jenny walked up to Angela and the kids. “Are you Allen’s mother?”

“Yes.”

“Well, the bad news is, Allen’s testicle was ruptured. This means that the testicle was put under too much pressure, resulting in a tear of the protective outer layer of the testicle. We’ve wrapped his scrotum in gauze. He’s still a little out of it, but you can go and see him if you want. Angela followed the nurse to Allen’s bed. But when she got there Allen was out again.

While Angela was gone the girls talked. “I can’t believe we actually ruptured his testicle.” Hannah laughed. They all giggled a little. “Next time I’ll have to swing the bat harder and maybe I can turn it to mush.” All the girls laughed hysterically at this.

Allen woke up about two hours later. “How are you feeling Allen?” Angela asked her son.

“It still hurts a lot.”

“Hannah is really sorry, but it was an accident. You’re not mad at her are you?” Allen was very angry at all of them, but right now he was under a certain degree of control from his sister and he didn’t know what she might do to him in the vulnerable position that he was sure to be in for the next few days. So he decided to cover for her.

“No, I’m not angry. I know it was an accident.”

“You’re such a good boy, Allen, I’m so proud of you. As soon as you’re ready to go, I’ll help you into this wheelchair so you don’t have to walk to the car. Okay sweetie?”

“K, mom. I guess we might as well go now.”

“Okay, here, let me help you.” Angela helped her son into the wheelchair and rolled him out through the waiting room. “Come on girls, let’s go home.” The girls followed Angela and Allen out to the car. Allen sat in the passenger seat and the three girls sat in the back seat.

“Don’t you have anything to say to your brother Hannah?”

“Sorry for rupturing your testicle.” Hannah said in light-hearted, almost joking way. The girls all snickered quietly in the back seat. Angela didn’t really call them on it because the whole situation was so unusual, that she wasn’t really sure what to say.

When they got home the girls went up to Hannah’s room and Angela helped Allen into his room where he had to lay in bed for the next four days. Angela called her sister.

“Hello.”

“Hey Heather.”

“What’s up?”

“Well, there’s been an accident. Allen and the girls were playing baseball earlier today and Hannah accidentally threw the ball at Allen’s crotch.”

“Ahuh.” Heather laughed a little bit after she heard this, but tried to control herself.

“So, when the baseball hit him, it ruptured one of his testicles.”

“Oh my god,” she faked concern.

“Well, when I got home, he was unconscious and looked really pale, like he was in shock or something. For some reason the girls didn’t think to call 911. So I did right away.”

“Well they probably didn’t realize that he was unconscious, they probably just thought he was holding his balls, like guys always do when they get hit there.”

“Maybe… anyways, the doctor said that he did rupture a testicle, but he won’t lose it or anything. He just has to keep it wrapped in gauze and stay in bed for the next four days.”

“God, that’s pretty sad. I didn’t know there could be so many problems just from getting hit in the nuts!”

“Well, yeah, I feel so bad for him. My poor baby’s nuts hurt so bad and when I look in his eyes, I can just see that he is in pain.”

“That’s sad. He’ll be okay though, you shouldn’t worry.”

Chapter 5 - The Healing Light

Allen slept through the morning and didn’t really eat anything. In Hannah’s room they all laughed about the events of the previous day.

“Wouldn’t it be funny if he had lost one of his nuts?” Sarah asked.

“Yeah, that would have been so funny. I would give him so much shit about it. He’d be Allen, the one-nut wonder.” They all laughed. “Let’s go see how he’s doing,” Hannah suggested.

“Yeah, I wanna go see,” agreed Robin.

“Me too,” said Sarah. They went into Allen’s room. He was sleeping.

“Shh,” Hannah said as she put her finger in front of her mouth. They all walked quietly next to Allen’s bed. Hannah very carefully lifted the blanket off of Allen, revealing his naked body and his wrapped balls. Robin started laughing because she thought it was so funny to see him with a cast around his balls. Like he had broken balls.

The laughter woke him up. “Hey, what the fuck?” Allen grabbed the blanket and covered himself up. By now all three girls were laughing. “Leave me alone, I need to sleep.”

“Okay, I just wanted to say sorry and thank you for not telling mom what really happened. Oh, and I’ll try to be nicer to you from now on.” After saying that she jabbed her fist right into his balls, stopping just millimeters before hitting them.

“Jesus fuck,” Allen gasped.

“Just kidding,” Hannah laughed. Sarah and Robin joined her in laughing. “Okay, we’ll let you get some sleep now. I love you, Allen.” Hannah really did feel bad after she saw him with that gauze around his balls. She decided she wouldn’t kick him in the nuts anymore, unless he really deserved it. They left and let him sleep.

Heather came over to get Sarah and Robin at about five in the evening. Before getting her daughters she visited with her sister a bit. “How’s Allen doing?”

“He’s doing fine, I guess. He’s been sleeping all day. You can go up and see him if you want to try and make him feel better.”

“Sure.” Heather went up to Allen’s room and opened the door quietly. Allen was half-awake and noticed her open the door.

“Hey, Allen, how are you feeling?”

“A little better.”

“So, you, ah, ruptured a nut, eh?” She laughed a little in embarrassment after realizing what she had just said.

“Yeah, but the doctor said I’ll be fine. I just have to stay in bed for the next four days.”

“Do they hurt still?”

“Yeah, they still hurt pretty bad.” He wasn’t lying; his testicles had been in pretty much the same amount of pain since he got home the night before. It was kind of like a constant, intense burning pain in his abdomen that never really abated. Sleep was his only escape.

“Well, I hope you feel better. See you later, Allen.”

“Bye.”

Heather left, taking her daughters home with her. Allen slept for most of the next three days. Each day after the first the pain gradually decreased. By the fourth day there was nothing but a dull ache in the testicle that was ruptured.

Chapter Six - Fairgrounds

It was the fifth day and Allen had to go the doctor early in the morning to get looked at. “Hi Allen, how are you doing?” asked Nurse Jenny.

“Oh, I feel a lot better now.”

“Good, the doctor will be in here in a few minutes, you just need to take off your pants and underwear before she gets here, okay?”

“Okay.” Allen was a little embarrassed, but did it anyways.

“Alright, let’s see how you’re doing.” Dr. Shannon unwrapped his gauze. “Well, you could certainly use a shower,” she joked. She began feeling his testicles with her gloved hand, squeezing them between her fingers again. It still hurt when she squeezed, even though he was recovered. “Well, the rupture has closed up. That’s a good thing. It looks like you will get to keep both of your testicles. You’re a lucky boy. Just be sure not to get kicked in the nuts or anything, okay?”

“Okay.” Allen left the doctor’s office and got in the car with his mom.

“So, Allen, today is the first day of the fair and there is a band that Hannah wants to see. If you’re up to it, you can go too.”

“Will you buy me a bracelet?”

“After all you’ve been through, of course I will.”

“Okay, I’ll go.”

“Great.” They drove home. Hannah was ready to go when they got there, so they left right away. They went to McDonald’s before the fair because Allen didn’t get breakfast. Each person in the family had different things they wanted to do at the fair. Angela wanted to look at the various arts and crafts. Hannah wanted to see a band. Allen wanted to go on all the vomit rides. So they all split up and agreed to meet together at about eight o’ clock. They all enjoyed themselves more or less, although it was a little hot and muggy.

Allen got to go on a lot of rides. A few of the rides kind of hurt his balls, because of the g-force, so that made it a little less enjoyable for him. Allen was about to go on the Ring of Fire, when three girls called out his name and started quickly walking towards him. It took him a moment to realize that they were some girls from school, Jessica, Becca and Holly.

Jessica had a dark complexion, due to her African American heritage. She was short and fat and had shoulder length curly brown hair. Allen wasn’t very popular in school, but just because you’re not popular, doesn’t mean you’re nice. Allen had been particularly cruel to Jessica over the last year in school. He called her names and laughed at her when other people made fun of her. He even left notes in her locker telling her that she was fat and ugly and that she should kill herself. He wasn’t really a mean person, just a destructive teenager that was prone to peer pressure. His friends always tried to get him to do mean shit to Jessica and he complied, not without guilt.

Becca and Holly were better looking than Jessica, but not popular in school because they were nice to Jessica. Becca had blonde hair and was a cute cheerleader type. Holly was Native American and had bleached blonde hair with dark brown roots growing in. Holly was very beautiful; she could have been a model. They all walked up to Allen and stood around him, kind of pinning him against a nearby wall.

“Hey, Allen,” Becca said with an extreme tone of sarcasm in her voice. “How are you doing today?”

Holly spoke, “Why were you always such an asshole to Jessica last year in school? I think you owe her an apology.”

“Sorry,” Allen said half-assedly. After he said that Jessica kicked him in the balls, jamming her flip-flops and toes into his crotch. Allen let out a gasp and immediately collapsed. His testicles were much more sensitive because of the recent damage to them and this kick sent him back into a world of intense abdominal pain.

“You’re such a fucking prick! I hope I popped your fucking worthless testicles! If you fuck with me at school ever again, I swear to God I’ll castrate you.” Jessica spit in his face after threatening him and they all strutted away. Allen was left cradled on the ground. He was laughed at by quite a few girls as they walked by, ranging from teenage girls to adult women. Allen just lay there on the ground for the next hour. He was very worried that his testicle had been ruptured again. Doctor Shannon specifically told him not to get kicked in the balls, like he would do it on purpose or something. He was worried, but too embarrassed to tell his mom.

Allen finally got up after an hour, but he didn’t feel like doing anything else. His testicle was still in serious pain, so he went to the place where he was to meet his mom and sister in three hours. He sat on the bench for three hours as the pain very gradually abated. Finally his mom and sister showed up.

“Hey, Allen, sorry we kept you waiting.” His mom didn’t realize how long he was really waiting there.

“It’s okay.” Allen got up and walked out to the car with them, trying not to limp. Angela and Sarah didn’t notice any difference in the way he was walking, besides what they already expected because he was still recovering from his last injury.