Mackenzie Ballbusts Her Stepbrother to Win at Wrestling 1

Mackenzie Tries Ball Busting Her Stepbrother

By funkybusted and Smasher6446 (aka Ballbustingfanatic)

My younger stepbrother Matt and I have always had a unique way of settling any disputes, we wrestle for it. We've been pretty evenly matched most of our lives, I'm two years older than him so I've been bigger than him until recently. We returned home from college for the summer break and suddenly he's much bigger than me, I haven't won a single wrestling match since we came home.

He's been kind of a prick about it too, last time he won he made me wear a bra and panties around the house all day. Our parents were at work, it was just the two of us home during the, and he leered at me all day long. During a recent match he grabbed my breast and squeezed it, he pretended it was an accident, but I know he meant to. Fucking pervert.

I kind of reached my limit, he challenged me to wrestle him so we went into the den where there is nice thick carpeting. We wrestle in our underwear so we don't wreck our clothes, which means a sports bra and panties for me, he wears his boxers. I could see him checking out my tits, I figured he was going to grab them again, but he better not.

"Come on Mac, on the floor, let's wrestle," he said, we got on our knees across from each other. "Ready, set, go!"

He grabbed me by the shoulders and threw me on my back, he jumped on top of me and pinned me to the floor. I bucked him off to the side, I swung a leg over her, and he grabbed at my breasts. I was pissed, but he's so strong, it was hard to do anything about it. We each tried to gain an advantage as we rolled around on the floor, and he ended up on top of me again.

"I gotcha, I'm going to pin you," he said. Then he reached for my sports bra and he pulled it up so my breasts popped out. He grabbed my arms and pinned me to the floor.

"What the fuck!" I yelled, "Why did you pull my bra off?"

"Because you lost, and that's what I want. Your tits have to be out the rest of the day."

"No, I won't!"

"You shouldn't have lost then, you know our rules, you have to."

"You fucking pervert."

"You big-titted crazy woman!"

I pushed him off me, I was angry, but he was right. We have rules, I had to do what he wanted. I pulled my bra the rest of the way off and gave him my best evil glare.

"Are you happy now?" I said angrily.

"Actually, Mac, I am. Your breasts are amazing."

Fucker. I was so pissed, but I liked hearing compliments about my breasts. I looked down at the girls, they really were amazing. Big and full, medium nipples, I've been proud of them since they showed up in my early teens. I got up and went into the kitchen, he followed me around staring at my tits. It was pretty obvious he had a hard on, his boxers were making a tent. I cleaned up in the kitchen and then went up to my room to get some work done, he continued to follow me and stare at my tits.

"Are you going to follow me all day?" I asked.

"I might, I can't stop looking at your breasts."

“Pervert! You got to see my tits enough for now. I need to work! Now get lost before I crack you in the balls!”

He finally left, his cock was still hard in his boxers. I wondered if he might jerk off. I didn't care as long as he left me alone. I tried to get to work, but I was too annoyed to concentrate. What the hell am I going to do, if I keep losing our matches. He's going to make me do all kinds of crazy shit, this could be one long summer.

I finally managed to get some work done, I was surprised when it was lunch time, Matt came by and asked if I wanted a sandwich, he was going to make one for himself.

"Yeah, I'll be down in a minute."

I closed up my computer, checked myself in the mirror, and headed downstairs. He just finished making our lunches, he almost dropped the plate when he served me, he was so busy staring at my tits.

"For fuck's sake, Matt, they're just tits. Quit staring."

"I can't help it, they really are perfect. You have the best tits I've ever seen, and I watch a shit load of porn."

"Maybe, but I don't like being half naked all day, I challenge you to another match after lunch."

"Ha, you're going to end up without panties too, then!"

"We'll see."

I had to beat him, I can't let him win all summer, he'll make me crazy. I ate lunch and cleaned up while he stared at my tits, then we went to the den to wrestle. We got on our knees across from each other and got ready.

"Shit, Matt, you have an erection. This is ridiculous."

"I can't help it, it's your tits."

"You better keep your hands off them, pervert."

We got into position on our knees, Matt counted us off and then he lunged and managed to get on top of me. His hands were on my breasts in seconds, I knew he would try it, but he's so blatant and obvious. Fucking pig. I felt his hard cock on my stomach, I wanted to kick that hard on right off of him, and so I tried to. I bucked him up in the air and brought my knee up between his legs.

"FUCK! MAC! NO FAIR!" he cried out as he jumped off me and rolled onto his side. He lay there clutching his balls, I had an opening, I knew how to win this match. I jumped on top of him, pushed him onto his back, and then drove my knee hard between his legs.

"FUCK!" I grabbed his wrists and held them on the floor.

"One, two, three," I called out, "You're pinned!"

"You cheated."

"There's no rule that says I can't kick your balls, especially when you have a hard on. Fucking pervert."

"But, but ... "

"But nothing, I won. And now you're going to pay for making me go topless all day, stand up and take off your boxers, I'm going to squeeze your balls."

"What, no, you can't do that."

"Stop making up new rules, of course, I can do that. I can do anything, you know the rules."

The look of defiance on his face slowly drained away, he knew I was right, he had to do what I said. He had been taking advantage of me this summer, suddenly the tables were turned. He slowly took off his boxers, his cock was completely erect. I had to wonder if he wanted his balls squeezed. I realized I could put my clothes back on, I had won, but I liked having him aroused. I decided to let him look at my tits just a little longer.

"Stand here," I said and pointed to the middle of the den, he walked over next to me. I've never seen him with an erection before, he has a surprisingly big cock. I reached down for his balls, his eyes watched my every move, a look of fear and excitement on his face. His balls felt softer than I expected, I squeezed them and watched them deform in my fingers.

"Mac, my balls."

"I'm barely squeezing them, don't be a pussy."

"It hurts, it really hurts."

I wanted him to take more for me, I squeezed them even harder, he groaned in pain.

"Please, Mac."

"Focus on my breasts, Matt, see how nice they look." His eyes shifted from watching me crushing his balls to looking at my breasts. "I left them out so you could look at them."

"Ohhhh!" he groaned loudly as I squeezed even harder, I wanted to find his limit. I shifted my grip around so I could squash his balls into each other, and then I clamped my fingers down on them.

"OHHH! FUCK!"

"Take it, Matt, you can take it." I squeezed even harder, his knees started to shake, I thought he might fall, so I let up some. He had fear in his eyes, but he continued to stand. I felt like I could easily make him fall to the floor. Fuck, I loved the feeling of power, I realized that my pussy was getting wet, I was getting off on squeezing my stepbrother's balls.

I let go of his balls for a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief. Then I took a ball in each hand. I gripped them with my thumb and fingertips, then I compressed them at the same time.

"MY BALLS! OH FUCK MY BALLS!"

I squeezed them hard, he was in pain, and his legs were shaking again, I let up for a moment.

"Remember, look at my breasts, concentrate on them."

He looked at them, his hands made a move to cup them, so I decided to stop him. He groaned loudly as I pushed my thumbs into his balls. His knees finally did give out, and he dropped to the floor in front of me.

"Mac, you're going to destroy my balls," he groaned from the floor, I sat down next to him and took his balls in my hands. I examined them closely.

"They are a little red, but they're fine. You can take more than you think."

"It hurts so much."

"There, there, little brother, you're okay." I gently massaged his balls, I leaned in to take a closer look, he watched me closely. He was still staring at my tits, they hung down while I examined his balls. I'm not sure why I decided to do it, but I took his cock in one hand, his balls in the other, and I squeezed them both.

"OH FUCK!" Matt groaned as he shot cum all the way up his chest, it puddled just below his chin on his neck. I gave him a quick stroke and more cum blasted out, then I just held his cock firmly as he pumped cum onto his stomach. Matt was breathing hard, his face was red, and he was moaning in ecstasy as the cum dribbled from his cock. When he was finally done, I got up and found my clothes that I had taken off earlier in the day, I put them back on. Matt just lay on the floor in a daze.

I headed back up to my room, it was going to be a great day, even a great summer. I knew I wouldn't lose any more wrestling matches with Matt, his balls were mine. I couldn't wait to do it again tomorrow.

* * *

I'm so excited, I finally figured out a way to beat my stepbrother when we wrestle. For most people that wouldn't be such a big deal, but we've used wrestling to settle conflicts since we were kids. We were evenly matched for years, I'm a few years older than him, so I had an advantage most of our lives. Lately though, especially since he went off to college, he's grown much bigger than me. He has been kicking my ass and making me do stupid things like spend the day with my shirt off.

But not anymore. I realized I could grab him by the balls and easily win our matches. His balls are the great equalizer. I've only done it once, but I think it would be hard to lose. As soon as I can get a hand on his balls, he's fucked.

"Hey Mac, what're you doing?" Matt asked as he wandered into my room.

"I'm doing some work for school, nothing too important, what's up?"

"Well, I wanted to talk to you about something."

"Sure, bro, go ahead."

"Yesterday, when you squeezed my balls, I liked it."

"I kind of figured that out when you came," I said with a laugh.

"Yeah, that was crazy. But, I was wondering if you might do it again."

"Shouldn't we wrestle for it? That's how we usually decide stuff like this."

"Yeah, good idea."

I may be imagining things, but I'm pretty sure he already had a hard on. The two of us went downstairs to the den, we both took off any extra clothing, we normally wrestle in our underwear.

"Hey Mac, I was thinking we could wrestle naked, that way you can get to my balls easier if you want."

"Sure, why not?" He must be nuts, that almost guarantees I'll win the match. I laughed to myself, if I win, I'm going to make him stay naked all day. That should make him lose his mind.

As we undressed he stared at my tits, I have to admit that I found myself staring at his cock. It was nice and big, and his balls looked like fresh plums, ready for me to squish. We lined up across from each other, Matt counted us off.

I lunged for his balls, he made no effort to cover up. He wanted me to squeeze his balls so badly that he was going to lose the match before we even got started. I got my hand on them quickly, and I did what he wanted, I squished them into each other. He cried out in pain and fell onto his back, I flipped around and sat on his chest facing his balls. I kept my firm grip on his balls, I pulled on them just enough to get him groaning, and then I mashed them together. Back and forth, pull and squeeze, his cock was rock hard. If I kept this up I knew he would cum soon, so instead, I yanked his balls and counted him out.

"One, Two, Three! You're pinned."

He lay on his back, I turned around to face him, "I won again, your balls make this too easy."

"I know, will you squeeze them some more?"

"Sorry, you didn't win, I did." And suddenly I had an idea, why should he have all the fun, I won the match! I worked my way up his body until my pussy was over his mouth, then I lowered it slowly. "Eat my pussy, Matt."

I felt his mouth touch my pussy, then his tongue gently licked my clit, I gasped at the feeling. I was way more horny than I had realized, dominating Matt really gets me excited.

"Faster, do it faster and harder."

He did.

"Oh fuck, yes! FUCK YES!" The orgasm washed over me so hard I could barely breathe. I leaned back and grabbed Matt's balls in my hand. He moaned as he got me off. I rode his face until I was done, then I slid off him and sat next to him, my hand idly playing with his balls.

"Do what you did to me yesterday, Mac, please?"

"Maybe later, Matt, but you lost the match. Today you are going to be naked all day, and I'm going to play with your balls whenever I feel like it."

"Please!"

"Don't make me angry, if you're good and you come when called, I might get you off at the end of the day. Got it?"

"Yes, Mac, I got it."

Fuck, do I love this, not only can I beat him wrestling, but I can control him against his will and even make him crazy all day. What could be better? Well, yeah, maybe I'll make him eat my pussy again tonight, that could be better.

I did my best to drive him nuts all day, every chance I got I stroked his cock until he was rock hard, then I squeezed his balls until he dropped to the floor. I called him into my room at least twenty times during the day, I did it while he made us dinner, I fucked with his balls all day and he just had to take it. He wanted me to get him off so badly, he was like a dog begging for food, I could do anything to him and he would just take it in hopes of getting his reward. I loved it!

"Please Mac, I'm going crazy, please finish me off," he begged. It was close to four in the afternoon, our parents would be home in an hour or two, it was time to wind this down. Besides, I was actually feeling kind of bad for him. I was being a bit of a bitch. Having this kind of power made me a little crazy.

"What do you want me to do?"

"Just like yesterday, squeeze my balls until I cum."

I sat in front of him and reached for his balls, I used them to pull him closer. Then I started working on his balls with my thumb and fingers. Gripping them, kneading them, compressing them together. Just building and building, getting Matt more and more excited. His cock was dripping precum and he was breathing hard. I knew that as soon as I stroked his cock he would blow his load. I thought briefly about making him eat my pussy again, but I was still pretty satisfied from earlier, I decided to get him off.

I wrapped one hand around his hard cock, and the other around his balls, I stroked and squeezed them together.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," he groaned, he was so close, I kept it slow, just stroking and squeezing. "Oh fuck..."

I tightened my grip on both his cock and balls, his back arched and he erupted. He shot a blast of cum onto my breasts, I stroked his cock faster and harder. He moaned loudly as more cum splattered onto my tits. I worked him hard and then slowed down as the cum slowed down to a dribble. He was fucking my hand, moving his hips in rhythm with my strokes, until he finally leaned forward onto me exhausted.

"Mac, that was so good, what are you doing to me?"

"I'm squeezing your balls, Matt."

* * *

"I'm telling you, Mac, I've been practicing taking the pain, I squeezed my balls so hard that tears came to my eyes. You're not going to beat me anymore when we wrestle, I'm going to tough it out" Matt insisted.

"I don't believe you can squeeze your balls as hard as I do, I don't think it's possible. I'm going to fuck you up again."

"There's one way to find out."

"Yup, let's do it."

The two of us went into the den, I already knew my stepbrother would lose, I hadn't even gone hard on him. Yesterday, when I jammed my thumb into his left ball, he howled so loud that I backed off. If he wants to be a tough guy, then let's find out how tough he really is. Besides, I like messing with his balls, I like dominating him, and sometimes I even make him eat my pussy if I'm in the mood.

We've been wrestling to settle disputes since we were kids. Since I'm a few years older than him we were evenly matched for years, but now that we're both college-aged, he's much bigger than me. When we returned from school for the summer he won every match, and he was being kind of a dick. I remember once he made me wear nothing but a bra and panties all day, and he kept staring at my tits. He made me so mad that one day I grabbed his balls while we were wrestling, and since that day I haven't lost a match.

"I'm going squash your balls, you don't stand a chance," I taunted.

"I'm going to knee you in the pussy then, let's see how you can take it."

"Go ahead, I don't have balls, I'm not weak like you."

The two of us stripped, we've been wrestling naked lately, I like it because I can get to his balls more easily. He likes it because he wants to stare at my tits, win-win I guess. He watched me as I slowly took off my bra, he already had an erection. He always does when we wrestle. Truth is my pussy was a little wet, I like squeezing his balls almost as much as he likes having it done.

We faced each other on our knees, hands on shoulders and Matt counted us off, I immediately went for his balls. He must have really believed that he could withstand the squeezing because he didn't cover up at all. I got a firm grip and then I clamped my fingers around his soft squishy testicles and began squeezing.

"It's not going to work this time," he hissed at me. He reached for my breast and grabbed my nipple, he tried to pinch it.

"OW! You fucker," I moaned, it hurt, I have sensitive nipples. He's upped the ante in our wrestling. If he's going to do that, then it's time for me to do the same. I mashed his balls together as hard as I could.

"FUCK! OH FUCK! MY BALLS!" Matt cried out in agony, he dropped onto his back but I held onto his balls with all my strength. I could see him trying to tough it out, but what he didn't know was that I could still go harder, and I could jam my thumb into one of his balls and end this right away. I wanted to see how much he could take, so I just continued to squeeze as hard as I could.

Matt was sweating, his face was red and tears ran down his cheeks, he was giving it his all.

"Do you give, Matt?" I asked, trying to check his resolve.

"No, I ... can ... take ... it."

I was impressed, he really was taking way more than I ever dished out before, but I still had a lot left to hit him with. I decided it was time to show him what I could do, I let up for a moment, and then I positioned my thumb to push into his left ball.

"OH FUCK! OHHHHHHHHHHHH!" he cried out as my thumb deformed his ball, pushing deep into the meat of his left testicle. "FUCK! I GIVE! STOP! STOP!" he cried out. I gave one last little push, then let go. He was breathing hard, gasping for air, and lying curled up on the floor. He took a half minute just to get himself together enough to speak.

"Let me try again, Mac, I'm sure I can do better."

"You're crazy, but I like squeezing your balls, so we can go again."

He struggled to get back up on his knees, it was obvious I would take him down again, he was already hurting. We squared off to begin another round, he counted to three and he lunged at me. At least this time he was protecting his balls, maybe he figured he could stop me from grabbing them, he jumped on top of me and let his weight hold me down. He managed to grab my wrists, then he got up on his knees over me, drew his knee back, and slammed it into my pussy.

I winced as he connected, I felt his knee slam against my clit. It hurt a bit, but it also sent a wave of pleasure over me, causing little goosebumps on my body

"Are you kidding? You're an idiot!" I said indignantly, what kind of moron tries to knee a girl in the pussy. That barely even hurts me, and his balls were unprotected because he raised himself up over me. I snapped my knee up into his balls, they were such an easy target.

"Fuck!" he groaned loudly as I connected, mashing his balls into his body. He rolled off me to the side, trying to avoid taking another shot to his balls. I rolled with him, now I was above him, and between his legs, I hammered my knee into his balls, again and again, just pummelling them.

"FUCK! MY BALLS! FUCK! I GIVE, I GIVE, YOU WIN!" he cried out. He knew it was over, he was defeated. He wasn't going to ask for a rematch now. He lay on the floor moaning in pain as I sat next to him feeling so strong and powerful. I had proven that I own him. My pussy was wet and tingling, I climbed onto his face and slowly lowered my pussy onto his mouth. He licked my pussy gently and sucked on my clit.

"Harder, Matt, make me cum."

He picked up the pace and pushed his tongue hard on my clit. He had to do what I wanted, I owned him. Fuck, I was so hot. Oh fuck, oh fuck.

"YES!" I nearly screamed as the wave of orgasm rolled over me, it was the best orgasm I've ever had, I came so hard that I traveled in space-time. My life flashed before my eyes, at least the sexy parts. It was intense and overwhelming, I squeezed his head between my thighs in ecstasy. I rode his face for a few more minutes, even after I was done orgasming, I just enjoyed the feeling of owning my stepbrother. When I finished I climbed off him and sat next to him, he lay on his back. His hand went to check his balls, his cock was still hard.

I looked at him differently, I felt sorry for him, he wasn't the same big strong brother he used to be. I reached for his cock, he moaned as my hand touched it, I gave it a few strokes.

"Oh Mac, oh fuck," he groaned, he came after just a few strokes, it was ridiculous. He sure likes having his balls busted, and he must be into being dominated too, because that was way quick. I stroked him hard, and he still held his balls. I think he was squeezing them as I jerked him off. What a pervert. He made a puddle of cum on his stomach, I jerked him until his cock stopped spewing, then I got up and grabbed my clothes.

"I'm going to take a shower, come up and help me wash up," I said.

"Be right there."

* * *

"I'm telling you the truth, we've wrestled for years as a way to solve any disputes, and finally this year I figured out how I can beat my stepbrother. Every time. Never lose," I said.

"So how do you always win?" Kate asked.

"Easy, I grab him by the balls and squeeze. It's too easy."

"Damn, that sounds fun."

My best friend Kate stopped by to hang out this afternoon. I should be working, but I haven't seen Kate in weeks. We got to talking about things and I couldn't help myself, I had to brag about beating Matt when we wrestled.

"Is he around? Do you think I could do it?" Kate asked.

"Well, there is one weird part I haven't mentioned yet, we wrestle naked. We've been doing that lately so I can get to his balls. I think he likes it because he wants to see my tits."

"Oh, so I would have to be naked too?"

"Yeah, and he'll probably try and grab your tits. He's a pervert," I cautioned.

Kate thought about it for a moment, then she decided it would be worth it. I called Matt downstairs to join us. He came rushing down. I've always suspected that he has a thing for Kate, she is a pretty girl with big tits, just the way Matt likes them.

"Hi guys, what's up?" he asked.

"Well, Matt, Kate and I have been talking and she would like to wrestle you. Our usual rules apply."

"That's crazy, and if I say no?"

"I'll just wrestle you for it, and we both know I'll win. So if you agree now, you save yourself from getting your balls squeezed twice."

"This isn't fair, you shouldn't be able to force me to wrestle your friends. You've taken this too far."

"You have a point, but Kate is going to be naked."

Matt glanced quickly at Kate, her big breasts were popping out the top of her tight blouse.

"And if you win, Kate will blow you," I threw in. I just made it up, but why not, there was no way she could lose. It's too easy to beat him.

I could see the look on Matt's face, he heard the words naked and blow. I knew he would be up for it. Such a fucking guy.

"Okay, you win."

"Let's go into the den, you two get undressed," I ordered. I decided to take charge of things. I was excited to see Matt and Kate wrestle naked, it sounded hot to me. Matt watched Kate closely as she pulled off her top, of course, Matt soon had an erection. I bet he was really hot to get his hands on Kate.

"Okay, both of you on your knees, hands on each other's shoulders. The rules are, there are no rules, first one to pin the other or get the other to tap out wins, I'll count people out."

The two of them lined up as I told them to, Kate was obviously looking at Matt's balls, trying to figure out how to get her hands on them.

"One, two, three, wrestle."

Kate lunged at Matt's balls, and she almost got them, but just missed as he twisted his body away. He crouched down to protect his balls from her. She flailed away trying to grab at them. Matt pushed her onto her front and she tried to reach under him. He flipped her on her back and got a leg over her arm. She reached through and got her hand on his balls. Matt grunted loudly in pain as she squeezed them, but he had her, she trapped herself. Her arm was in an arm bar through one of his legs. All he had to do was press down on her elbow.

He pulled her arm back, Kate's face contorted, and then Matt let her arm go.

He let her free, what the fuck is he doing?

Kate spun back around, lunged at Matt, and knocked him onto his back. Her knee slammed between his legs, a direct hit on his balls.

"OOOOOOF!" Matt groaned loudly. Kate pulled her knee back and did it again, mashing his balls into his body. Matt cried out in pain, then Kate got on top of him. His hands reached up for her breasts. He cupped her breasts in his hands as she pushed her knee between his legs, then she slammed her knee into his balls one more time. Matt went limp on the floor, Kate easily grabbed his hands and pinned him, and I counted him out.

"One, two, three, Kate wins!" They were both breathing heavily, Kate sat up on top of Matt and raised her arms in the air in victory.

"Wait a second, Matt, you had her in an arm bar, why did you let her go?" I asked, I had to know what happened.

"I, uh, I couldn't hurt her."

"Why not, because you're sweet on her?"

"Cut it out, Mac, I just couldn't."

"Okay, whatever. Kate wins, you have to do what she wants. What do you want to do Kate?"

We both looked at Kate, she was still sitting on Matt, but she didn't have her arms raised in victory any longer. She didn't answer my question, instead, she moved down between Matt's legs and took his balls in her hand. She kneaded them for a minute, feeling them, weighing them in her fingers, and then squeezing them. Matt moaned in that strange mix of pain and pleasure, he loved it, but it hurt, it was hot to watch.

She began to squeeze them harder, Matt moaned louder but was still taking the pain in stride. As I watched the two of them, I realized how obvious it is that Matt loves this. He's all about getting his balls squeezed, and I'm sure having Kate do it was super hot for him. I felt my pussy twinge, it was super hot for me too. My finger made its way down between my legs and I started rubbing gently.

"OOOOH! FUCK YES!" Matt groaned, his cock suddenly erupted, cum blasted from his cock into the air. Kate grabbed his cock in one hand, his balls in the other, and squeezed and stroked him as he came all over himself. Matt's back arched with each contraction, he was in a state of bliss. Just when it couldn't get any better for him, Kate took his cock in her mouth and sucked the rest of the cum out. He nearly cried out in pleasure, it was intense. And that's what pushed me over the edge, it almost caught me by surprise. I began to orgasm. It felt so good, that I nearly squealed. I didn't want them to know, but I'm sure they heard me.

She sucked his cock for a minute or two as he emptied his balls, then she licked her lips and sat up next to him.

"How long does he have to do what I want?" Kate asked me.

"All day."

"I was hoping you would say that," she said as she crawled up Matt's body and put her pussy on his face. "Let's start with eating my pussy, Matt, then when you recover I wouldn't mind a hard fuck."

Matt owes me one!

* * *

"Hey Mac, you got a second to talk?" My stepbrother Matt asked as he entered my room.

"Sure, Matt, what's up?"

"It's kind of a weird subject, but I want to talk about it."

"Go ahead, you can talk to me about anything."

"Well, it's about my balls. It really bothers me that it is so easy to beat me wrestling just by getting a hold on my balls, I feel so weak and inferior and I don't like it."

"Yes, I could imagine. Since I figured it out, our roles have completely reversed."

"And that's why it's hard to talk to you about, but I want you to help me get tougher."

"How?"

"Well, I think by squeezing my balls while I try to withstand the pain, maybe some knees too. Whatever you would do when we wrestle. I was thinking if we did it every day I might get tougher after some time."

"So you're asking me to squeeze your balls every day, you must be crazy."

"I know, it sounds stupid, but you would be helping me. Who else would do it?"

"I didn't say no, I'm just wondering if you have gone insane."

"I'm still sane, but I feel like a pussy every time you kick my ass wrestling, I mean, I should at least win some of them."

“Haha, Matt, I don’t kick your ass, I kick your balls! Either way, I don’t think this is going to help, but I’m willing to do it. Wanna start now?” I said while laughing at my own stupid joke.

"I, uh, yeah, I guess so," he said, he looked nervous and scared.

"Get undressed then, I need to get to your balls."

The truth is, I wanted to do it, it would be fun. I don't think any amount of squeezing was going to help him take it better. I've squeezed his balls pretty hard, but I could do it harder, I was just afraid of injuring him. Now he's asking for it? This is going to be fun, I felt a little tingle in my pussy. I was going to enjoy it. I looked up at Matt getting undressed, he already had an erection, on some level, he likes having his balls squeezed by his sister. I admired his big cock and his big, soft balls, I was getting horny thinking about squeezing them, I like doing it too. We're a couple of perverts.

"Come over here," I said as I sat on the edge of my bed, he walked over slowly and took a deep breath. "I'll start with some light squeezing, we'll get you warmed up, right?" He nodded yes as I took his cock in one hand and cupped his balls in the other. I gently squeezed them, he began breathing harder. I could feel his balls tense in my hand.

I kneaded his balls, moving them around his ball sack and squeezing them gently. Fuck I love this feeling of power. I can easily just bring him to his knees, he's completely in my control. Just to prove that point to myself I did it, I squeezed them hard.

"Ohhhhh fuck!" he groaned and his legs gave out from under him. He sunk to his knees in front of me. The temptation to pull his face into my pussy was overwhelming, but I wanted to spend more time working on those balls. I took my foot and swung it between his legs. I couldn't really see what I was doing, but I managed a strike, he groaned and leaned into my legs.

"Get up, Matt, we've barely even started."

He used my legs to help him stand back up, his face was red and he was breathing hard. I wondered if he was beginning to realize what a stupid idea this was. He seemed to gather himself as he straightened up, I reached for his balls and started in on them again. As my fingers first touched his balls he pulled away, but then he pushed his balls forward into my hand, he was serious about trying to get tougher.

"Fuck, my balls," he groaned as I tightened my grip. I had to laugh to myself, I was barely squeezing them. Testicles are so weak, it's unbelievable. Stupid balls. "My balls, my balls!" he cried out. I mashed them into each other and pushed them together hard, really hard. He doubled over and dropped to the floor again.

"Fuck, I can't seem to take it at all now, they're so sensitive. What should I do?" he asked.

"The only thing I can think of is to get rid of them."

"Not funny!"

I was laughing, it seemed funny to me. I was about to offer to pop them for him.

"Let's try some knees, maybe you can take that better than squeezing."

"Yeah, good idea," he groaned as he slowly stood up again.

I stood up with him and pulled him close to me, then I drove my knee up between his legs hard.

"OOOOOOOOF!"

I did it again, and then again, he slumped forward onto me, I was holding him up.

It occurred to me that this was such a dumb idea, only a guy would think of this. I felt like I should teach him a lesson, so I drew my leg back and then just fucking slammed it into his balls, lifting him in the air an inch or two. He collapsed to the floor in front of me, cupping his balls and groaning on the ground.

"Do you think this is working?" I asked.

"No," he groaned. "It's destroying my balls."

"Do you want me to stop?"

"Uh huh."

I leaned over him, I saw him look up at my breasts, just the tops were showing out of my tank top. He always looks, even when his balls are nearly destroyed. For some reason that made me feel bad for him, and it made me feel horny. It occurred to me that I could fix both those thoughts in one move. I lowered my pussy onto his face in a sixty-nine position, then I took his cock in my mouth while I kneaded his balls. I felt his tongue get started on my pussy, it felt so good, and I was so in control that I began to orgasm immediately.

"Oh yes," I moaned, though with his cock in my mouth it sounded more like "Mmmm mmm." Fuck he's good at this, I thought, I was having a truly mind-bending orgasm. I pushed my pussy hard onto his face, I felt my body squirm as I came, it was spectacular. I decided to finish him off. I pushed his cock deep into my throat and squeezed his balls extra hard.

"OOOOOOOOOH FUCK!" he cried out as he began cumming in my mouth, I took him deep, and I sucked every last drop of cum from him. He shuddered as I emptied his balls, and then I felt him relax, he was done and so was I. I rolled over beside him.

"I don't think we did much to help you take more pain," I said.

"No, I guess not, but it was fun."

"Yes it was, I guess we should try again tomorrow."