Sister’s TikTok Assistant

Sister’s TikTok Assistant

By Friedes_Evil_Twinsis

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Sister’s TikTok Assistant (Part 1)

Phil was lying on the couch of his living room, eyes closed, his phone on his chest. The 19-year old young man was wearing just a T-shirt and shorts. He was half-dozing, relaxing from an exhausting morning at work. He faintly heard muffled female voices approach. One of them was his sisters', the others probably her friends. His sister Fenja had just turned 18 last year, the two of them were on good terms, even if they sometimes were a little rough with each other.

Still half-asleep, he heard the door to the living room open. The voices had stopped. He decided to ignore it and continue his rest.

Then, a loud clap clang through the room, and a sudden burst of pain erupted from his balls. He quickly sat up panting, pushing his phone off onto the floor. He was surrounded by Fenja and two of her friends, Kat and Rachel, laughing and grinning in his face. Kat and Rachel were both holding phones that were pointed at him, whereas his sister was leaned over him and quickly took a step back.

"What the hell, Fen?", he mumbled, holding his aching balls, sitting upright on the couch now.

"Perfect", Kat grinned. "We got it."

"From two angles", Rachel agreed.

"Sorry bro", Fenja shrugged. "We're doing some Tiktok challenge videos. Nutsmacks are currently really trending there, so we just had to partake and do our own thing aswell."

Phil shook his head. "And you couldn't have asked before you did this?"

The girls looked at each other and giggled.

"Well, there's a chance you would have said no, besides, it's really funny, so we didn't think we'd need permission." She looked at her brother with a wide smile. "But speaking of, I'm asking you now. Can you help us make some TikTok nutsmack videos?"

Phil looked at her blankly. "I thought I just did!"

"Well, that was one nutshot. We want to do a lot more, all three of us, in different situations. Your nuts would be perfect for it, you're always complaining how fragile they are!"

Phil looked at her and her two friends assessingly. Now that the pain had subsided a little, he had a better chance to soak in the view: the girls looked stunning. The three young women were dressed in shorts and thin shirts that put their slim bodies on great display. Rachel was the most breathtaking of the three, her pretty legs bust out of her tiny shorts and her shirt was belly-free, really showing off her curves. Kat didn't look too bad either, she wore a tanktop and slightly longer but still short pants.

"Come on, Phil. Pretty please?"

He sighed. "Alright. Let's do it."

"Thank you! You're the best!" His sis gave him a brief kiss on the cheek, and Rachel and Kat also hugged him briefly. He was a little aroused, feeling their bony bodies so close to him. He hoped that with all the attention on his balls today, his dick wouldn't make itself known too much.

"Great. Then lie down again and pretend to sleep like you just did. We're gonna repeat the scene, but with Kat and Rachel hitting you this time. Also, everyone gets a few attempts so that we have a few to choose from."

Phil sighed, but he did as he was told. A few seconds later, he lied down on the couch again, eyes closed. He heard the girls shuffling around, then it went silent.

Then, another hit to his balls. He gasped and sat up, just like the first time, to see Kat with her fist by his crotch, slowly pulling back all while laughing at him and then turning to the camera.

"Fuck", he mumbled.

"No fucking today", Fenja told her brother. She and Rachel were holding their phones up to record this time. "Lie down again, bro. Repeat."

He did as he was told. A few seconds passed, to the point where he wondered if there would be a hit at all. The suspense grew larger.

Then, another smack in his still sore balls, even harder and louder this time.

"Aaaah!" He sat up, staring at Kat who turned to the camera. "And that's how you wake your sleepy brother up!" She did finger guns into the phone cameras.

"I'm not even your brother", Phil mumbled.

"Shut up, brother", Fenja said sternly. "Sleep again. Repeat."

He did as he was told. A few seconds of suspense, then another painful explosion in his balls. He jumped up from the couch this time, holding his balls while bending forward.

The girls laughed in his face as Kat turned to the camera and said another funny line.

"You outdid yourself with this one, girl!", Fenja said. "Alright, Rachel, your turn! Phil, get down again!"

"Ugh... I need a moment", Phil mumbled. "You really hurt me this time..."

Kat looked at him with an excusing expression and shrugged lightly, but Fenja waved away. "Don't feel sorry for him, the old malingerer. Just enjoy the party."

Two minutes later, Phil was finally lying down again. He looked at the three hot girls who watched him expectingly. Rachel was the hotter one of Fenja's two friends, and he had sometimes been a little shy to talk to her in the past. And then she had rarely been as thinly dressed as now. The thought of her touching his genitals, even if only very briefly and hardly, was somewhat arousing to him.

"Alright, go!"

Phil didn't need to wait long this time. After a few seconds, he heard footsteps, then he felt a light pain in his still sore balls. He blinked and saw that Rachel was standing next to him, her fist still in his crotch.

"Good, but harder this time", Fenja announced. "You barely touched him."

"Come on, light hits can be a nice prank aswell", Phil decided to throw in – but at that moment, Rachel hit him again, harder this time, and made him shudder.

"Better. But Phil wasn't sleeping. Maybe we can still use it though. Phil, sleep."

"Fine", he mumbled and closed his eyes. He heard footsteps move away and then approach im again – and another painful explosion in his gonads.

"Ugh", he groaned and sat up, looking at Rachel who grinned at him sweetly, then he turned to the camera.

"And that's how you wake your groggy boyfriend up", she said with her sweetest voice, winking and doing finger guns towards the camera.

"Boyfriend? I like that", Phil groaned, holding his sore balls.

"Don't get any ideas", Rachel quickly said. "Man, that's actually fun. Go again?"

Phil just groaned as a response and rubbed his battered gonads through his shorts.

"Come on, Phil. Don't keep a girl waitin'!" Fenja laughed.

"Fine..."

Eyes closed again. Footsteps, then another smack that made him shudder and sit up.

"Nice one!" Kat laughed. "Oh man, his groaning gets me every time."

"One more!", Rachel said. "I think I've got it now."

As talking back was to no avail, Phil bit through the pain, closed his eyes and lied down again, in the most comfortable position possible with his aching balls.

A couple seconds of shuffling around, then another hard eruption of pain in his babymakers that made him sit up and look at the giggling three girls.

"Okay, nice, girl!", Fenja said. "Now I want to get some more hits in on my brother!"

"As if you don't already do that enough any other time", he groaned.

"Shut up, bro."

Phil groaned in pain and annoyance, but he obliged. A minute later, he was lying down again with his eyes closed.

A few seconds passed, then some footsteps – and then he was hit with one of the hardest hits so far. He jumped up onto his feet, hands buried in his crotch.

"That's how you get your lazy bro to be more productive!", Fenja laughed into the cameras.

"Damn, girl, you already know how to properly hurt him, huh?", Kat asked.

"You betcha." Fenja turned to her brother and gave him a devilish grin.

"She does", Phil coughed, still working through his pain.

Fenja looked at him for a second, then she leaped forward and sent her knee up into Phil's balls, making him fall back onto the couch from the force and surprise.

"Damn, that was a clean kick, but what did you do him that for?", Rachel giggled.

"One to wake him up, another one to put him back asleep", Fenja grinned and winked into the cameras that were still running. She looked back to Phil who was on the couch, distracted by his balls. "And a third one to..."

"Oh no, girl..."

Fenja briefly leaped into the air and then sent his knee down into Phil's sack again while landing on the couch on top of him.

"Aaaah!" Phil screamed and threw himself around as Fenja got up and smiled at the cameras. "Was that really necessary, Fen?"

"Sweet flying kick!", Kat said. "Bet it wasn't the first time you did that one?"

"Definitely not", Fenja laughed. "Alright, one more, then we're done... with this scene."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"We wanted to do different scenes, remember?", Fenja said innocently. "Anyway. How about a triple, girls. We put our cameras down, quickly run past him and each of us gives him a nutsmack?"

"I'm in."

"Me too."

"Great! Let's do it! Eyes closed, Phil!"

Phil did as he was told. For another minute or so, he just heard the girls shuffle around. Then he suddenly heard running, then... SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Three painful explosions in his soft area that made him turn around on the couch groaning in agony.

"Nice one! That really got him!"

He heard the girls shuffle around, and when he turned back to face them, he saw three phone cameras pointed at his face, recording his pain.

"That's what you get for sleeping in the afternoon!", Fenja laughed.

"Fuck, girls..."

"Anyway, we'll give you some time to rest and recover now", Fenja whispered to her brother. "Once you're ready, come join us in the kitchen!"

"I'm not sure I can", Phil said, rubbing his balls.

Rachel stepped up to him, leaned down to him and gave him a little kiss on the cheek as the others watched before caressing his hair. "Come on, strong boy. Do it for me."

Phil blushed and groaned. "Alright, one more."

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Sister’s TikTok Assistant (Part 2)

Phil peeked below his pants and gave his balls a quick look. They were definitely sore from all the action, but seemed fine otherwise.

He kept lying around for a few minutes, listening to the muffled voices of the three girls over in the other room. He couldn't hear what they were saying, but he was sure he heard his name fall a few times.

Finally, he got up. His balls still hurt a little, but they were better. But he had another issue: his dick was a little stiff, both from all the action to his genitals aswell as because he kept thinking back to Rachel touching and kissing him briefly, even if only on the cheek. He briefly thought about rubbing one out in his room, but he wasn't really in the mood from all the abuse on his balls. He just tucked his dick down as good as he could and just hoped it wouldn't be visible.

The girls greeted him cheerily as he finally entered the kitchen.

"There he is. Kept us waiting."

They looked just as hot as before, leaning on the kitchen cabinet, each of them a cup of tea in their hands, and looking at him expectingly.

"So, you wanted me for another video?"

"Exactly." Fenja pointed at the sink where all the dirty dishes were. "We want you to wash the dishes."

Phil raised his eyebrows. "So no nutslaps this time? Fine by me. Is dishwashing also a trend on TikTok?"

"We're still gonna nutslap you, silly", Kat giggled. "You'll wash the dishes, and we'll surprise you with some funny nut shots while you're at it."

"Fine", Phil mumbled, not exactly happy about what he was supposed to do. He stepped towards the sink next to the girls. Rachel who was closest to him gave him a sweet smile. "Thought it's your turn to do the dishes today, Fen."

"I'll do them tomorrow bro, promise."

"Fine. I'll just go at it, then?"

"Yeah. And stand with your legs a little wider apart. Also, one more thing: take off your shirt."

Phil exchanged looks with his sister. "Why?"

"Looks funnier for the videos."

He sighed and stripped off his shirt before throwing it to the floor, only standing there with his shorts that didn't exactly conceal his manparts all that well. The girls giggled as they mustered his naked upper body, making him blush.

"Alright. Kat, your turn. Phil, get going. Also, spread your legs more for better access. But not too much, so that it doesn't look like a setup."

He grabbed the first plate, soaped it in and started scrubbing. He was rudely interrupted by a naked foot finding its way between his legs, smashing his balls.

He groaned and turned back, only to find Kat giggling and pointing finger guns at the other two girls who were recording with their phones again.

"Nice! Keep going, Phil. Just turn around in surprise but not too long."

He sighed as he continued on the plate. A couple seconds later, another naked foot found its way between his legs, harder this time. He shuddered and turned back, only to see a happy Kat again.

"And that's how you get him to get them nice and clean!"

"Yeah, like I don't already do that..."

Kat turned back to him while the cameras were still rolling. "You always leave some plates dirty. That's why it's sometimes necessary to play dirty with you." Phil was still facing backwards to the girls, so Kat took a step forward and sunk her knee into his babymakers from in front. He shuddered in pain and held his balls, getting cleaning soap over his pants.

"Double kick, nice!", Fenja cheered. "Alright, back to business, cleaning boy!"

Continuing with the dishes, Phil grabbed the next plate and scrubbed it. A moment later, another kick landed between his legs, rudely interrupting him and making him bend forward.

"Ouch!"

"And that's how you show him who's boss!", Kat smiled into the cameras.

"Can we stop the stupid lines, please?", Phil groaned, holding a plate in one hand and his battered balls in the other.

"Can we stahp widda stupid lines pliz", Kat imitated him in a high-pitched voice. "Can you stop thinking with your stupid dick, please." And again, she jumped forward and landed her knee in Phil's balls, making him stumble back against the kitchen counter.

"That was sweet, Kat! Phil, careful with the plate. If you break one, you're the one paying."

"If I break one, it's only because of your stupid nutslap challenge", Phil groaned, putting the plate down.

"Alright, Rachel, your turn to shine."

Phil couldn't help but glance back as Rachel pocketed her phone while stepping closer to him. He observes her, her sexy legs and slender, curvy body, her cute belly...

"Quit staring at her, Phil!", Fenja said with an annoyed voice. "Eyes ahead. You're doing the dishes, remember?"

"Yeah...", Phil groaned, turning forward again and looking at the sink. Next plate, same routine...

SMACK!

Rachel's first kick got him so good that he fell to his knees and just barely let go of the plate so that it landed in the sink again rather than the floor. "Fuuuu...."

"If your boyfriend slaps your ass while you're doing the dishes, this is how you get revenge on him!", he heard Rachel's sweet voice in his back, unable to turn around.

"That was great. Get up, Phil!"

"Yeah, yeah..."

He took a minute before he was standing again on shaky legs. He was kinda glad that he was facing the sink, as his dick wasn't doing him any favors and had already sprung to life from Rachel doing these cute shenanigans behind his back.

Okay, plates were done. He grabbed a glass, and...

WHAM!

Rachel's foot collided head-on with his gonads, rekindling the pain that was still looming in them. He groaned and grabbed the counter to hold himself up, but didn't fall down this time.

"Good kick! His legs are still spread, go for another!"

"Wait, no..."

And once again, Rachel's foot found its way into Phil's balls.

"Hngggh!"

"Damn, girl! You rockin' today!"

"Phil, turn around next time, will you?"

It took another minute before Phil was able to continue with the dishes, the pain was still searing through his balls. Just as he finished one glass and grabbed the next, he was interrupted by a hard kick to his babymakers. He shuddered and turned around, just in time to see Rachel smile at him before turning her face to the camera and swinging her hips in joy. Which only made Phil even more excited.

"That looked sweet. One more, Rachel."

Phil reluctantly turned back to the dishes and continued his work, when he felt Rachel's foot between his legs. This time, it only scratched over his inner thigh and barely touched his balls.

"We're gonna repeat that one. Couldn't you at least pretended you're in pain, Phil?"

"I am still in pain, Fen", he pressed out. "From all the other kicks, remember?"

"Whatever. Go again, Rachel. Show him this time."

The next kick was hard, so hard it almost lifted him off his legs. He screamed in pain and fell to the floor, hands buried between his legs.

"Man, that smack was loud!", Kat giggled.

"And he even kept holding the glass! Good on him for not breaking it!", Fenja snickered.

"That's how you know your boyfriend's devoted to you. He protects your dishes even if you kick him in the balls", Rachel winked in the camera and did another little dance that Phil might have found more enjoyable, if it wasn't for the searing pain in his balls.

"Alright. You did good, girl. I'll finish up with a few final ones", Fenja announced. "As soon as my brother's stopped pretending."

"You're so mean to him sometimes, Fenja", Kat giggled.

"Ah, it's all in good fun. Right bro?"

A short while later, Phil was facing the sink again, getting to work on the cutlery. He heard footsteps behind him, then he felt his sister's foot land right between his legs, nailing him square and making him turn around in anguish.

"That's how you teach him the house rules", Fenja grinned and winked into the cameras.

"Yeah, I'm learning them really well from all these surprise ball kicks..."

"Shut up and do your dishes", Fenja said.

He continued on the cutlery. Another pair of footsteps, another kick to the family jewels that reignited the searing pain and made him turn around in pretended surprise.

"Jeeesh...", he groaned. "Got me good."

"I know, right?"

Fenja continued kicking him from behind a few times, though for what it was worth, her next few kicks weren't too hard. As a final kick, she had something stronger in mind though.

"This one's gonna hurt", she giggled. A couple seconds later, her foot landed perfectly between his slightly spread legs, nailing him square. Just as he turned around, he saw Fenja draw her foot back once more and kick him in the balls from in front aswell. He gasped for air and covered his nuts in pain, falling to his knees.

"That was awesome, girl!"

"I know, right?"

The girls giggled and cheered as Phil moaned and groaned on the floor. They replayed their recordings on their phones until finally, Fenja said: "Okay, one more, bro."

"I thought that was the last one?", he wailed.

"From me, yes. We're gonna finish up with a group nutshot. You do the dishes, then you're gonna turn around as if I had called your name, facing the camera. Then the three of us are gonna run past you like we did on the couch, and each of us is gonna dickslap you."

Phil let out a deep sigh. "Because it's you, sis."

"I knew you'd do it! You're the best bro ever."

It took Phil another 2 minutes to get ready. His balls were still aching, but he figured he'd get it over with as soon as he could. Soon, he was facing the dishes again, doing his thing.

"Heeeey, Phil!", he heard his sister's cheery voice quip behind him. He turned around in pretended surprise.

Fenja was the first one to run past him. With her flat hand, she gave him a quick but hard slap to the gonads that made him gasp out loud.

Next was Kat. She also made a flat hand, but she drew her arm further back before smashing her hand fast and precise into Phil's balls.

Finally, Rachel ran up to him. Instead of a slap like he expected, she used the momentum of her run-up to send her knee hard into his babymakers, making her hit the hardest of the three and making him wail out in pain.

"Uuuuuuh...", Phil groaned as he sank to the floor. "Fuuuuck..."

The girls briefly posed for their phone cameras, then they grabbed their phones to look at the recording.

"That was fantastic, girls", Kat laughed. "Rachel, your running kick: a nice surprise."

"Thank you! You were great aswell, Kat. Your dickslap, the way you drew your hand back first... straight out of a slapstick comedy."

The girls continued talking and replaying their videos for a while, while Phil was still on the floor, leaning his back on the kitchen counter and covering his aching balls. They hurt a lot more than after the couch round.

"Thank you for helping us out, Phil. You were great", Fenja finally turned to her brother. She stretched out her hand and helped him get up again before giving him a brief hug.

"Hope you get some great TikToks out of this", Phil said.

"Yeah, me too. Gonna upload the first ones tonight." Fenja grinned. "Actually, if things go well, we have a few more scenes we could do tomorrow or so. If you're up for it?"

Phil bit his lip. "Even more nut slaps?"

"We even give you time until tomorrow to recover!", Fenja promised. "We don't want your balls to go kaboom on us. But it would be a great help?"

Phil sighed. "I'll see how my balls are doing tomorrow. No promised."

"Thank you Phil! You're the best!" She gave him another brief hug before turning away. "Anyway, bro, the girls and me are gonna get ready to go out tonight. How about you rest up, and, uh, maybe finish the dishes?"

Phil looked over to the half-finished dishes in the sink. "Yeah, I guess."

Kat only waved at Phil for a goodbye. Rachel stepped closer to him and gave him a brief hug instead. As she hugged him, she whispered in his ear: "By the way, your hard-on is totally visible in the later shots."

"I... uh... what hard-on?", Phil stumbled innocently.

"Don't worry about it, it might even help our views. But some people might think you're a pervert." Rachel released her hug on him and gave him a brief wink. "And maybe they are not so wrong, are they?"

Then, she dancingly chased after the two other girls who had already left the room, leaving Phil behind in the kitchen with his half-finished dishes.

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Sister’s TikTok Assistant (part 3)

Synopsis: Phil continues to assist his sister and her two friends in the making of funny TikTok videos.

Phil just put his bike in the garage before walking towards the front door. He had just arrived back from work for the day, exhausted and slightly sweaty. He wasn't in the best mood, work had been tough, plus his balls still hurt from yesterday where his sister Fenja and her two friends Rachel and Kat had involved him in some TikTok videos that featured painful hits to his proudest parts. His balls were overall fine, but they were slightly swollen from the occasion and still hurt during some movements.

He just put the key into his front door, opened up, eager to step in and fall asleep on the couch...

That's when he unexpectedly saw his sister Fenja wait for him on the other side. Before he could react, she leaped forward and shot her bare foot right in-between his legs before he could react to what he saw. He screamed in pain and bent over, just as Fenja turned around laughing and did a little victory pose. As the pain slowly subsided, he saw Fenja's friends Rachel and Kat stand behind her, pointing her phone cameras at him and the front door.

"What, again?", he complained. "Haven't you done enough of your videos already?"

"We uploaded the first few clips yesterday and they were a modest success already", Fenja explained to her bro who was still bent over, cradling his balls. "You definitely played your part well. You're overall not a great actor, bro, but you've been acting out the pain nicely."

"Yeah, because that's what I've been doing – acting out the pain", he mumbled.

"So we decided you were going to help us some more with this! We want more TikTok clips where we dickslap you."

"And you didn't think I'd need to be involved in that decision, Fen?"

"You were gonna say 'yes' anyway. You always do when I'm asking you so nicely."

Phil just groaned as an answer. He had slowly gotten up again and had a chance to muster his three pranksters. His sister Fenja was wearing a long-sleeved pyjama this time. Kat was wearing a summerly dress that put her legs and figure on good display. Rachel was rocking a thin workout shorts and a workout bra that showed her abs and legs nicely and left little to the imagination. Phil was crushing on Rachel a little, and her choice of outfits didn't do him any favors.

"Alright, let's get it over with. I'm exhausted", he said. "Plus my balls are still sore from yesterday."

"Great! We're gonna do a few more like this", Fenja said. "Kat, it's your turn. Phil, you come in through the front door again, and she's gonna nail your nuts."

"Fine." Phil went out the front door again. He looked around the street briefly, hoping that nobody would see him over the course of the recordings, then he turned back to the door, unlocked it and stepped in...

WHAM!

Even though he expected it, Kat came out of nowhere and rammed her foot into his ballsack before he had even fully opened the door. The kick also had a decent force already. He yelped in pain and fell to his knees. He heard Kat giggle and do a victory posture in front of the cameras.

"Nicely done!"

"Phil, up and enter the house again."

"Y... yeah", he groaned as he slowly pulled himself up by the door. The girls wanted him with amusement as he hobbled out again, shutting the door behind him.

His balls hurt even more this time around, but he bit his lip and tried to work through it. Turn back to the door, insert the key, step through...

And again, Kat jumped into his field of view like a fury and sent her foot flying into his balls, sending him straight down to the floor. The girls snickered, just as Kat turned around and said: "And that's what you do when he left you to clean up your place!"

"Feisty, girl! Okay, once more!"

Once more Phil left and entered. Once more Kat ran up and kicked his balls, this time catching them mostly with her naked toes.

Phil jumped up in pain this time before leaning against the wall heavily panting as the girls in front of him cheered and Kat did a little victory dance. As they turned back to him, Kat saw that he was still standing, not covering his balls. Before he could react, she seized the opportunity, leaped forward and rammed her knee into his balls, smashing them against his pelvis not very gently.

"Ugh!", Phil groaned, sinking to the floor this time.

"If one won't suffice, just go at them again", Kat giggled into the cameras. "I want to do one more, Phil."

"Great for you", he groaned with annoyance.

"Be a little nicer, bro", Fenja snickered.

"Easy for you to say." He took a few deep breaths before limping out the door. He took a few deep breaths and looked around the street. That's when he saw a young neighbor lady next-door in summerly clothes check her mailbox.

"You didn't look so tortured when you came back from work", she said and gave him a wink. "Is staying at home that much more demanding?"

"If you have my sister, it definitely is", Phil coughed before turning back to the door, fumbling with the key.

This time, Kat approached him a little slower to his surprise. She stepped up to him as he had just been through the door and got really close to him, up into his face. She was a little shorter than him. She put her warm hands on his shoulders as she stared in his eyes, then she briefly smirked before sending her knee up in his groin with precise, immense force.

"Aaaah", Phil gasped as he bent over, watching Kat do her victory dance as she turned to the camera. It looked more like a humiliation dance to him at this point. "Daaamn..."

"Great one, Kat. We should definitely be able to use some of them. Okay, Rachel, how about you take over?"

"Oh, I've been waiting for this!", she giggled.

Resting on his knees, he watched as Rachel and Kat changed positions, with Kat now recording. Rachel cracked her fingers and then turned to Phil. Seeing him resting on his knees with his balls unprotected, she quickly ran up and rammed her foot into his ballsack, making him shudder in pain. It was slow enough that he could have turned away, but he was too entranced from her outfit to react.

"Not part of the plan but great way to kick things off!", Fenja said. "Pun intended. Alright, Phil, you know the drill!"

Phil slowly rose on his feet again and got out the door. Same routine, same motion as he opened the door – different girl that jumped at him.

With plenty of force, Rachel sent her foot flying into his groin. She was definitely the sexiest of them, but she also knew how to kick some balls. Phil groaned as he sank to the floor panting.

"Nice one! Go again, girl!"

Phil took a while to get out door again, which the girls used to compliment themselves and make fun of him.

"Oh, poor boy. Bet those are really sore already, right?"

"Man up, bro, and show us what you got!"

Finally, Phil left the door again and continued his routine. Enter door, get kicked.

Rachel's foot landed in his balls with a satisfying smack. He panted heavily but kept standing, engulfed by the view of the pretty girl in her workout bra and shorts. As she noticed that he was still standing, he shot out her foot again, nailing him a second and a third time in quick succession, until he finally fell to the floor again.

"Triple kill!", Kat cheered her friend on.

"Sometimes you've gotta triple the destruction", Fenja laughed. "Phil, better hurry up or there'll be more where that came from."

"It hurts so badly", he groaned. He loved how badass and sexy Rachel had looked as she had kicked him, but his balls felt like they were on fire. He took several deep breaths and waited until the pain slightly subsided before pulling himself up and going out the door again.

To his surprise, the next kick that followed when he entered again was slightly lighter. Either Rachel had some petty on him or her kick wasn't very well-placed. It still hurt because of how sore his balls were from before, but it was manageable.

"And that's what you do to your boyfriend when he cheats on you", Rachel cackled into the camera.

"Okay, I'm not even your boyfriend and I'm already supposed to be cheating on you", Phil said sarcastically.

"At least you know why you shouldn't ever cheat on your girlfriend", Rachel retorted.

"Because I definitely was intending to."

The next kick was more devastating, maybe to equal things out. Phil had barely stepped through the door when Rachel's foot flew in-between his legs, her toes smashing against his balls and flattening them against his pelvis with nowhere to escape in his tight pants.

"Ugh!" Phil sank to the ground groaning. "Fuck..."

"Got him nicely!"

"Yeah, right?"

Despite the searing pain in his babymakers, he loved hearing the girls talk and laugh about their funny kicks, even if it was to his displeasure.

"Okay, final kick", Rachel said as Phil hobbled out the door again. "Let's make it a good one."

Phil had barely re-entered when he saw Rachel run up to him, this time she went up much closer to him, jumped off the ground in the last second and pulled her knee up, sending a flying knee into his babymakers.

It was one of the worst kicks yet. Phil howled in agony as he sank to the floor while Rachel did a little wiggle with her hips and ass right in front of his nose.

"You rock, girl!"

"I bet something else isn't rocking for a while, though!"

After they had given him a minute to recover, Fenja finally approached her brother. "Okay, I'm gonna finish up with some kicks, then we got it for today, bro."

Phil knew that when Fenja had put herself up to something, there wasn't much use in back talking. "Sure, let's get it over with then."

Fenja's first kick wasn't too bad. Phil stepped through the door, her foot came flying and landed more on his inner thighs.

The other girls giggled as Fenja and her brother stared at each other for a moment. Then, she briefly smirked and threw her foot forward again, nailing him square in the balls this time.

"If at first you don't succeed..."

Fenja's next kick landed the first time around. With all the force she could muster, she rammed her foot into her brother's babymakers, flattening them in his pants with nowhere to escape.

"Uuuuugh!", Phil gurgled as he fell down to the floor, much to the amusement of the girls.

"Brutal kick! I love it!", Kat cheered.

"Yeah, and it was loud!", Rachel laughed.

Phil took a few minutes to recover after that one, time that Fenja used to talk with her girls.

"Ah, he's finally getting up again!"

Re-entering the house had become a numb task for Phil by now. Fenja's next attack consisted of running up to him, stopping briefly and then sending her knee into his balls with an evil grin.

"Ugh... my balls can't take much more... I mean it...", he groaned as he sank to the floor. "Fuuuuck..."

"I need one more knee", Fenja announced. "Chop chop bro."

On her next hit, Fenja briefly put her hands on her brother's shoulders before sending her knee up into his groin. He yodeled in pain as he sank to the floor.

"Perfect! You did well, bro!", Fenja said before briefly caressing Phil's hair as he wailed around on the floor, cradling his battered babymakers.

"My balls feel everything but well."

"I think we got enough for today. That should give us a little to work with."

"We wanted to do a group kick!", Kat burst out. "Remember?"

"Oh yeah! Right." Fenja turned around to the mess that was her brother with an apologetic expression. "Do it once more, this time all three of us kick you."

"Three more kicks is the last thing I need", Phil groaned. "They definitely feel like they're swelling..."

"Makes them an easier target!", Rachel chuckled.

"Come on, one group kick, yeah?"

"Fine..." Phil was still in bitter pain, but he pulled himself up and walked out, trying to get it behind himself as fast as he could.

"Let us just quickly prop up the cameras... okay, action Phil!"

And once again, Phil entered through the door. The opening door revealed first Kat, then Rachel and finally Fenja, next to each other and grinning innocently like princesses.

Then without further warning, Kat shot up her foot, nailing his balls straight-on. Two seconds later, Rachel followed up with a snap-kick out of an action movie, and finally, Fenja landed a devastating blow with her toes that made him fall to the floor, cradling his battered balls and trying to work through the immense pain that robbed him of his senses. He felt tears in his eyes as he rolled around the hardwood floor, all while the heard the gals talking and laughing above him.

Finally, he looked up again, just in time to see the girls go up the stairs.

"We'll be in my room", Fenja called out to him. "Girls-time now. Don't think of interrupting us, or your balls haven't seen the worst yet. Have a nice rest of your day, bro!"

He just let out an anguished groan as an answer before finally pulling himself up and limping over to the couch, feeling the pain in his swollen balls throb with every step.

*

Sister's TikTok Assistant (part 4)

Phil already knew what the girls were up to when he opened his door. He had just trying to catch some Z's after a stressful day, but just when he had barely closed his eyes for a bit, he heard a knock on his door, and to no surprise, his sister Fenja and her two friends were standing in front of him, all three of them wearing tight pyjamas this time around.

"Come on, really?", he sighed. "Now?"

"Our last couple of videos did so well, we just know we had to do some more!", Fenja announced. "Come on, bro, pretty please?"

"Alright", he said with a defeated voice. His balls had mostly recovered since the girls had kicked them a couple days ago, but his pride hadn't, and it had left him a little shy around the girls. Whenever he met Fenja or one of her friends around the house, he was a little afraid to get too close to them, out of fear they might suddenly leap at his balls, pull back the curtain and reveal it was a big prank.

"Yay! You're the best, bro!" Fenja quickly hugged him before pulling back. To his surprise, Rachel also stepped forward and gave him a brief hug that made him blush. Rachel was the prettiest of Fenja's friends, she looked absolutely stunning, and her skin-tight pyjama put her shape on great display.

"Thanks, my friend", she whispered towards him.

Fenja led the four of them over to the bathroom. They had a big, clean and well-lit upstairs bathroom with a big frosted glass window.

"What's the setup this time?", Phil asked nervously. Fenja just giggled, then she grabbed one of the towels from the wall and handed it to Phil. "Strip naked and put it around your waist. You're using the bathroom, we're surprising you."

Phil swallowed as he took the towel from his sister. The girls looked at him expectingly.

"Okay. So you're gonna wait outside, or?"

"We prefer waiting here", Kat proudly announced, toying with her hair. Rachel and Kat nodded.

"Uh. Come on, privacy?"

"We want to take a peak at what we're dealing with during all those kicks!", Rachel giggled.

"We're not recording you while you're undressing. That's gotta be enough privacy!", Kat agreed.

Phil sighed. The worst thing about it was, he already felt his hard-on stiffen in his pants – something he had hoped he could have concealed with the clothes he already wore. The three pretty girls, his crush Rachel in particular, were doing a number on his feelings – and the outlook of stripping naked in front of them only seemed to make things worse and stiffen his arousal.

"Fine." As the three of them watched him, he stripped off his T-Shirt, revealing his slender, not very impressive chest and upper body. A moment later, his training pants came down aswell, leaving him with just his boxershorts.

"Someone'e sure excited", Kat grinned. Phil blushed even more. His hard-on was very visible through his pants.

Finally, he pulled down his boxers aswell. His hard dick snapped up as it was revealed, smacking against his belly.

Just as he stepped out of his pants, Fenja grabbed his clothes, pulling them out of his reach. He crossed his hands in front of his balls.

"We forgot to mention", she said. "We also each want a kick now that you're naked. To get a feel for it."

"What? Absolutely not", Phil protested. Naked and embarrassed, with his clothes out of reach, he wasn't exactly in a great bargaining position.

"Not up for debate", Fenja said. "The girls and me want to feel some naked balls on our foot as we crush them. Don't worry, we won't record it, but you gotta let us."

"Alright. One kick each." Phil looked miserable. Reluctantly he removed his hands from his genitals, revealing them in all his glory. His balls looked like ripe, healthy tomatoes in-between his legs, only overshadowed by the meat tower that was his dick, standing up as straight as it could.

"We knew you'd agree. Spread your legs a little, and let's get it on!"

This already was one of the most embarrassing moments in recent memory for Phil. He slowly spread his legs more apart, the three fully dressed girls in front of him, playing with their hair and giggling at him.

Fenja was the first to get the job done. Being used to crushing her brother's balls whenever it was or wasn't appropriate, she leaped forward and shot her foot up. With a wet smack that resounded through the big bathroom, she hit her goal, making the girls giggle and Phil groan in pain. It wasn't a particularly hard kick, but paired with the embarrassment, he felt all but comfortable.

Next was Kat. She was the smallest of the three girls, but what she lacked in size, she made up in strength. She had an evil grin on her face as she mustered the naked young man one last time, then she nonchalantly shot up her foot, nailing him straight in the gonads. He screamed and bent over.

Finally, it was Rachel's turn. She took her time to properly muster that boy that was so obviously in love with her, then she got into pose assuming a fighting position that looked fierce and sexy, even in something as casual as her pyjama.

Her kick was head-on. With another wet, resounding SLAP, she nailed Phil's balls, letting them shake wildly in-between his legs now that they were exposed, and swinging around his hard dick in the process.

"Badass, girl!", Fenja cheered her on. "That's how you do it!"

"Look at his fucking dick!", Kat giggled. "So pathetic!"

"Okay, here's your towel, Phil", Fenja said, careless throwing the big towel at her brother's feet while he was still cradling his balls. "Also, it's probably self-explanatory, but we don't want to see you touch your dick!"

"I... I'm not", he said, removing his hands. "I wouldn't."

"Good."

After a few deep breaths, Phil quickly grabbed the towel and made sure to tie it around his hips. He tried to hike up his hard-on, but it would slip down and he was too nervous with the girls to try all over again, so he just left it as it was – visible through his towel, but hopefully not too eye-catching with all the wrinkles. He took multiple attempts until he had actually secured the towel out of pain and distress.

The girls had already pulled out their phones, scrolling through something and making smalltalk.

"Hey. You're not recording me yet, are you?"

"Not yet", Kat said. "Buuuut... now I'm rolling!"

"Yeah, me aswell."

"Okay Phil", Fenja announced. How about you brush your teeth a little. We're gonna surprise you from behind and... well, you know the drill."

"Alright..."

Phil stepped in front of the bathroom mirror, still feeling exposed but slightly less so than moments before. The thought that every moment from now on might be broadcast on the internet for the world to see while he was so exposed made him nervous. He took his brush, applied tooth paste, started brushing and...

"Hey Phil!"

He turned around, only to see Kat already leaping towards him, letting her foot sink into his balls. It was a painful kick that hit the air out of his lungs momentarily. Even though his balls were technically covered, the towel did little in terms of protection – his balls swung freely below it, and were faced with the full force as Kat's foot hit him.

"Ugh, fuck", he muttered. Kat giggled and turned towards the camera, doing a funny gesture.

"Nice. Okay, up again, Phil!"

He did as he was told. He tried to observe through the bathroom mirror if he could catch what the girls were up to, but they were standing too far sideways that they weren't visible that well.

"Hey, Phil!"

He turned around – only to be hit with another forceful kick by Kat. He groaned as the pain hit him and bent over. Kat waited briefly, then she jumped forward and sank her knee into his balls as a followup.

"Uh, really?", he groaned. Kat turned around laughingly and already walked away from him.

Once more Phil was called out, once more Kat rammed her foot up into his already sore balls.

"And that's what you do if his mouth odor is too bad!", Kat giggled.

"You... hurt him while he's already taking care of that odor?", Phil muttered though the pain.

"Shut up, Phil", Fenja said. "We appreciate your input. Not. Also, great kicks, Kat! Let me go next."

Kat and Fenja switched places, with Kat now starting the recording.

"Hey, bro!", he heard his sister's voice behind him.

Just as he turned around, her foot already collided head-on with his almost exposed babymakers, making him jump up in pain.

"Urgh", he groaned and bent over, brush in his mouth. "Fuck..."

"Okay, nice. Keep on brushing now!"

He turned back to the mirror and brushed for a few seconds...

"Bro!"

He turned around, and once again, his sister nailed his balls with a neat, clean kick, hands on her hips like the disappointed gal that she was.

"Aaah...", Phil groaned, keeping his brush in his mouth but briefly dropping to his knees. "Sis, that hurt..."

"Kinda the point, ain't it?"

A couple seconds later, he continued brushing, only for Fenja to call him out again.

"What's up?", he said, turning around – and was nailed once again by his sister's small but hard foot, crushing his testicles through the towel. He hesitated for a moment, which made Fenja continue her assault and get a step closer before shooting up her knee, smacking his balls against his pelvis and making them swing between his legs.

"Aaaah!", Phil moaned. "Fuck..."

"No fucking today, bro!", Fenja cheered.

"That was awesome, girl", Kat grinned. "We got it all nicely recorded from two angles!"

"Great!" Fenja sounded very satisfied with herself and shot her brother a last, dirty look before she joined the girls. "Rachel, you're up! Impress us!"

"With pleasure!"

Phil's hard-on had subsided a little through the hard kicks, but seeing Rachel prop herself up in front of him, ready for her "surprise" attack, made him horny and desperate again.

"You're supposed to look forward and brush your teeth", Rachel reminded him when he wouldn't stop staring at her after a couple seconds, much to the amusement of the other girls.

"Oh, right." Blushing, he turned to the mirror, starting to brush his teeth vigorously.

"Sweetie?" Rachel's soft voice charmed him. He turned around, almost expecting anything else but a hard kick to the bollocks...

Rachel quickly ran up and shot her foot forward, nailing him in the nuts with plenty of force. He screamed, mouth full of toothpaste, and dropped his toothbrush to the floor this time, overwhelmed by the pain.

"Haha, nice one!", the girls snickered. "Did you see that?"

Phil quickly grabbed his brush again. His balls felt like they were going to explode – not unlike his hard dick, just in a different way. He had to concentrate and work through the pain already to keep standing and act normal.

Ignoring the torment, he continued brushing.

"Phil, darling?" Her sweet voice ravished him once again. He turned around, being met by a hard knee to the bollocks that almost ignored the towel altogether; it felt like she kneed his bare balls with plenty of force.

"Aaaah", he groaned, jumping from one leg to another. "Aaaah!"

"And that's what you do when your boyfriend doesn't brush his teeth very thoroughly!", Rachel laughed in the camera, doing finger guns, then doing them again but pointing them at Phil's balls.

"Very nice. Okay, one more!"

Phil started brushing again. He would be done with his teeth brushing usually by now. It didn't take long for Rachel to call out for him once again.

"Phil, baby?"

"Yeah, baby?", he munched through the toothpaste, trying to respond to her played-up sweetness this time. He turned around, seeing her draw her foot back.

Her kick was by far the hardest this time around. He dropped his toothbrush and tumbled back, having to hold himself on the sink, overwhelmed by the searing pain in his gonads. He didn't got a word out, he just barely saw Rachel grin at him with her sexy smile, then look at the camera and shake her booty in a funny dance motion, all while he was entranced by the stabbing pain.

"Wow, you really did a number on him", Kat noted. "He seems so out of it. You sure he's fine, Fenja?"

"Ah, he will be", Fenja hand waved. "You're gonna be fine, big bro?"

"Hnnnngggh..."

"Yeah, he will be", she laughed. "Anyway, that last kick kicked ass! We got it nicely. You're definitely going to use that one, Rachel!"

"Sounds awesome!", Rachel cheered. "Let me see it!"

As the girls watched through the footage, Phil rested on the floor and slowly recovered. He had stopped brushing. He slowly got back to reality. He brushed over his balls with his hands, inspecting them for damage – they had definitely swollen up a little, and the piece of scrotum at the bottom where Rachel's last kick had landed felt particularly sore.

"Okay Phil, one more thing!"

Phil sighed as he slowly pulled himself up by the sink, working through the pain. "What now? Another group kick?"

"We thought about that, but nah. Rachel had a better idea. One you're probably going to like."

By the sound of that, Phil listened up. He looked at the girls in anticipation. His hard-on had mostly subsided, and his dick hung sideways under his thin towel layer.

"Okay. What's up?"

"I'm going to kiss you", Rachel blurted out bluntly and grinned at him. Phil felt himself blushing again.

"Really?"

"Yeah, but while I do, I'm going to knee you in the balls. Hard. Kind of a lure-your-boyfriend-into-a-false-sense-of-security kind of thing, you know?"

"Actually, I don't."

"Well, now you do", Rachel winked at him.

"The best part is", Kat intervened, "you're gonna do it naked."

"What?" Phil looked at the girls stunned. "But I thought... that's not even allowed on TikTok, is it?"

"We're not allowed to show any genitals, but we figured we can show you from behind or sideways", Fenja explained. "And if there's still something visible, we'll edit it out. There are plenty of girls waving their asses into the camera, I doubt someone's gonna care about your wrinkly one." She raised her shoulders. "That is, if you're fine with that? We're not going to force you, but you would love for Rachel to kiss you, wouldn't you?"

Phil thought about it briefly, letting his eyes rest at Rachel for a moment. She did a little kiss mimic with her mouth... and winked at him in a sexy motion...

"I'm in", Phil said. "Why the hell not."

"Great! Then, drop the towel, horny boy!"

Phil was a little hesitant to drop the towel again, but he figured he had already done it once today, so after a few seconds of hesitation he just opened it up without overthinking it.

"Is it me or do his balls look larger than 15 minutes ago?", Kat asked.

"Yeah, they are definitely a little swollen", Fenja giggled. "Man. Sorry, bro."

His limp dick had already woken up, rising slowly from all the attention. His balls were still sore and heavy, but he managed to ignore it from the arousal and excitement.

A moment later, he stood in front now Rachel, dressed in her pyjama, with him still naked. She gave him a sweet smile.

"Just so you know, I'm doing this for the views, not for you", she announced. "So don't get any false expectations. Cute dick, though, by the way. Looks pretty sturdy. But you're just not my type, and your balls are too funny."

"Uh... thanks, in case that was a compliment?", Phil said slowly.

"Okay, are we rolling?", Rachel asked.

"Yep, we are. Ready to go!"

Rachel stepped up to Phil very slowly. It was as if she approached him in slow-motion. Finally, their bodies were so close that her tits almost touched his breast. He could smell her perfume and feel her breath on his skin, and he immersed himself in her stunning face and her deep blue eyes.

Then, she touched his shoulders and began kissing him. It was a deep, long kiss – it wasn't a tongue kiss, but she rested on his lips for a good, sweet couple of seconds.

He was so immersed in it that he didn't saw her knee coming at all.

With a loud smack, the pain exploded in his lower abdomen. A shock went through his body and he instinctively wanted to pull away, but she held him firmly by the shoulders. Before he could do anything, she kneed him a second, then a third time.

After that, she finally allowed him to fall down, or rather, slide down on her body until he reached the floor.

"Woah girl, that was awesome!", Kat cheered as Rachel slowly stepped away from the naked, sobering mess on the floor. "Makes me wish I could kick someone during such an intimate kiss. I mean, I know Phil's available, but I'm not gonna kiss him."

"You're not missing out on much", Rachel laughed. "Your bro is not exactly a pro, Fen."

"Doesn't surprise me", Fenja laughed. "Anyway, the recording looked great. Wanna watch it?"

The girls giggled and talked while Phil slowly sat up on the floor, looking up to them. His balls hurt like hell today; this was the most painful busting they had given him thus far, and the humiliation from being naked and in a towel earlier didn't exactly help.

"Thank you for the help, bro! Much appreciated!", Fenja fluted at her brother as they left t he floor. "We're gonna be over in my room. Hope your big grapes get better soon! Oh, and..." She winked at him. "Maybe take a shower while you're here."