A Step Brother’s Crushing Defeat

A Step Brother’s Crushing Defeat

By BdanmanBB

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"Dude... will you stop digging at your fucking crotch?" Katie scoffed over at her step brother, Aaron, whose hand was buried deep into his gym shorts for the tenth time in the last 5 minutes.

"I can't help it! Mom keeps buying me underwear that doesn't fit!" he shot back defensively, still actively adjusting himself.

"You're 18 years old! You still let mom buy your underwear?!" Katie cackled.

"Uh yeah... I don't see the big deal." he said dismissively.

"Well judging by the way you're digging at your balls right now, it doesn't seem like she knows what size to buy."

"I mean mom doesn't buy my bras, I need to go try them on to make sure they fit. How would she know... you know... how big you are?" she asked glancing down at his crotch.

"I guess you're right... my balls are pretty massive…" he smirked.

"Oh please... don't flatter yourself." she scoffed.

"What? You don't believe me?" he said in an annoyed tone.

"Every guy thinks he's sooooo huge and then.... Boom. Disappointment." she said thinking back to many of her sexual encounters as Aaron quickly stood up from the couch and suddenly dropped his shorts, hell bound on proving her wrong.

Katie's eyes widened at the unexpected site before her, Aaron's balls actually were fucking huge and further accentuated by a comically small cock. They hung down like two pendulous limes, far lower than any pair she'd ever seen. While her immediate reaction was shock and surprise, she soon realized the humor of the situation and couldn't help but giggle.

"I told you they were big!" he laughed seeing her reaction.

"You're all balls! Where are you hiding the rest of your cock?!" she cackled at the little nub sitting so far above such a massive set.

"Hey now! That's a low blow sis..." Aaron smirked unphased by her teasing.

Katie, always ornery, flashed an evil smile at his comment. Without warning, she suddenly shot her foot up between his legs connecting with her step brother's fat nuts dead on launching them upwards towards his body with a loud smack. She knew instantly that her accuracy was dead on.

Aaron's eyes bulged and a look of betrayal overtook his face before finally sinking down to his knees cradling his injured balls, as waves of pain cried throughout his body.

"Now THAT was a low blow!" Katie cackled loving the feeling of her converse shoe connecting with his fleshy organs.

"Why???" he gasped as his stomach churned.

"Oh come on! That was funny dude!

"Bam! Right in the family jewels!" she exclaimed playing the kick back in her head.

"Ughhh... I think I might puke." Aaron groaned.

"It wouldn't be the first time I made a guy puke!"

"How proud of those balls are you now?!" Katie cackled, making fun of her brother's weakness.

"Not funny... My fucking balls." he continued groaning finally lying down onto his side trying to find some semblance of comfort.

"Do you think it hurts more than normal since your balls are so big?" Katie giggled seeing him continue to reel in agony on the floor.

"I can't believe you booted me in the fucking nuts like that."

"You served 'em up on a silver platter! What was I supposed to do??"

"I was just going back to my old softball days. See ball, hit ball!" she cackled.

"Not cool, Katie! This fucking hurts."

"Oh, you'll be alright in a minute you big baby." she scoffed unsympathetically having dealt with period pains all week.

"Also... it's good for you guys to learn every once in a while how weak you are." she said leaning forward to give her step brother a playful slap on the ass.

"I'm just doing my sisterly duty in turning you into an upstanding young man."

"Ughhh... fuck you."

Aaron, not wanting to look like even more of a pussy than he already did, mustered up enough strength to prop himself with his head between his knees, focusing on taking deep breaths as his now swollen balls rested on the cool, wooden floor providing at least some sense of relief.

"You really do have quite a nice pair on you, bro." Katie giggled looking down on his hefty sack, very tempted to kick them again as they sat there so vulnerable to attack.

But ultimately she figured she would take it easy on him until, of course, her step brother decided to open his mouth...

"God. You're such a fucking cunt sometimes." Aaron said still frustrated by the pain, trying his best to breathe away the pain.

"You know I hate that word." Katie said in an eerily calm tone as fire flashed in her eyes.

"Well if the shoe fucking fits!" Aaron quickly yelled back.

Scooting forward onto the edge of the couch, Katie reached her foot out towards her unsuspecting step brother whose eyes were closed until he suddenly felt the cool touch of rubber on his recovering testicles. As he opened his eyes, his new worst fear had come true at the sight of his sister's converse firmly pinning his low hanging balls against the unforgiving floor. Katie smiled as she began to press down, just enough to begin making him incredibly uncomfortable.

"You were saying..." she giggled knowing she had him completely on the ropes beginning to press down even harder.

"Katie... please... please don't." he stammered as an immense pain began to radiate.

"Please don't crush them." he begged.

"Why shouldn't I?" she asked, now just trying her best to toy with the fragile young man as she pressed down even harder, flattening them against the floor sending her brother into an instant frenzy.

"I need them!! Oh God, please have mercy!" he sobbed into the air feeling his manhood being compressed into oblivion.

"Are you done calling me a cunt?" she asked calmly with a big grin on her face.

"Yes! Yes!" he squealed.

"And are you going to clean the house for me today?"

"Yes! I'll clean fucking everything!!"

"Awww that's so sweet of you." she giggled pressing down even harder, unsure his balls would be able to take much more.

"And maybe a foot massage too?"

"I'll do whatever you want! Oh fuck, just please stop crushing my balls!!!"

"Now tell me how small your dick is." she said, her tone unphased by his discomfort.

"It's small!!! It's so fucking smalllllll!!!"

While basking in these moments of pure power and superiority, Katie suddenly noticed that was once a pathetic little nub, was quickly growing into a raging boner. A most unexpected surprise.

"Katie!! Please!!" he begged once more causing Katie to finally raise her shoe off his nuts allowing him the ability to function once more.

"I can't believe you just popped a little boner." Katie giggled standing up from the couch as Aaron's eyes went wide looking down only to realize he was hard as a fucking rock.

"It's going to be a fun day." she smirked before suddenly stomping her foot down hard onto her brother's balls, mashing them into the floor with the heel of her shoe as Aaron let out a blood curdling scream.

"We're going to put those puppies to good use today.... if there's anything left!" she cackled walking out of the room leaving her step brother in a sobbing ball of emotions.

Late Bloomer

Late Bloomer

By BdanmanBB

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Johnny and Jenny were in a stand off in the middle of the living room, motivated by an old kung fu movie they had turned on. Despite their gender differences, the two had always had spirited and even physical competitions with one another. As a long-time gymnast, Jenny was always able to handle herself through her thick, muscular build. On the other hand, Johnny was a bit of a late bloomer and hadn't yet physically developed into a mature male, but that all changed as soon as he turned 18 and puberty finally hit delivering an intense blast of testosterone.

It felt like over the course of just a few months that Johnny had went from a boy to now a brawny young man. His cock and balls had developed into a formidable foe as well, thick and meaty, bulging at the seams of his shorts. Jenny had caught a glimpse of her brother coming out of the shower and still has vivid memory seeing his thick meat swinging around only outdone by a hefty set of balls swaying beneath. She couldn't believe how quickly her brother had transformed and now her ability to match him physically was suddenly being challenged.

His muscles and cock weren't the only thing that inflated though, as with his newfound strength and power, came something ever so fragile; the male ego. Johnny knew he was a man now and took every opportunity to flaunt it for his sister. Whether walking around shirtless all the time or coming to the breakfast table in nothing but his tight, white boxer briefs still half chubbed from his insatiable morning wood, he loved showing off his manhood in front of her, especially considering he knew his sister's insecurity about her small breasts, something he'd always teased her about. Jenny would always throw jabs back letting him know that despite the large "assets" hanging between his legs, she still had the advantage and that one day he'd find out.

Well... today was that day. So now back to the living room...

Johnny stood confidently in front of his much smaller sister, legs spread and knees bent, ready to attack while Jenny stood there smiling back at him with her hands on her hips, amused by his eagerness to battle; something they hadn't done since Johnny's physical transformation.

"I'll give you one last chance to back out of this, dude." she warned with a smirk on her face.

"I'm built like a man now, sis. I'm afraid the tables have turned." Johnny stated confidently grabbing at his package.

"I've got a little itch... maybe you could scratch it for me?" he smirked back glancing down at his package, his hefty nuts clearly defined through his flimsy shorts.

"Oh, I've got an itch as well... And I'm afraid mine is going to be very painful one to scratch..."

"Painful for you, of course..." she added.

"Just so you know, I'm really planning on crushing your spirit, sis."

"Oh, that's fine, because I'm totally going to crush your ego."

"And probably something else too in the process..." she giggled looking down at his fat package.

"Something else? What the hell are you talking about?" Johnny asked in confusion.

"I'm talking about..." Jenny began to say before suddenly her foot shot out and catapulted up between her brother's open legs with lightning speed, catching him completely off guard, exposed and vulnerable.

"Hiyaaaa!" she cried out as her foot made thunderous contact with his testicles, driving them up against his body with shattering force. She was out for blood and didn't hold back, ensuring she delivered her message with force.

And like a scene from a movie, Johnny's eyes went comically crossed and only a gasp escaped his mouth as unfathomable pain quickly set in, taking hold over every bodily function he had. His knees soon became weak, he was seeing stars, and couldn't help but slink to the ground as his body began to fail him at every turn.

"Those big balls of yours silly..." she giggled seeing the young man slink down to his knees, his eyes filled with pain and betrayal as he looked up at his sister, clutching his aching nuts.

"Ohhhhhhh...my ballssss..." he gasped, struggling to breathe as a wave of nausea struck deep within his stomach and he couldn't help but finally succumb to the need to lay down onto his side, feeling completely helpless and humiliated.

"It looks like the only thing getting crushed today are those big fat nuts of yours!" she joked looking down at her struggling sibling.

"God... it hurts so fucking bad." he moaned, now curled up into a ball.

"Sucks to be a dude, huh?" she cackled.

"Fuck... did you have to kick me so fucking hard?!"

"Oh, you'll be alright you big baby. A little ice and those puppies will be back to normal in no time." she giggled.

"I think I'm gonna puke! Why did you do that to me??" he cried out in frustration.

"Every guy needs to experience a good kick to the jewels at some point."

"I think it really has a tendency to put some things into perspective!" she cackled.

"You don't know how this feels!" he shot back in anger.

"You're right! And I never will! So next time you think you can defeat me, you should remember this moment."

"That was a fucking lucky shot, sis!!!" he yelled out trying his best to defend whatever was left out his manhood at this point.

"Oh sure...of course..." she nodded her head mockingly shocked that he was still trying to litigate this.

"Maybe he hasn't learned his lesson yet after all..." she thought to herself.

"Here let me help you up, big guy. Let's get you comfortable on the couch." she offered reaching down and grabbing him by the arm, to help lift him up.

Slowly her brother got to his knees, still in a tremendous amount of discomfort. Even though he was still made, he couldn't help but feel a little grateful that she was helping him up.

"Thanks sis..." he said sheepishly now on one knee ready to try and stand up.

"You won't be thanking me in a moment..." Jenny thought to herself with an evil smirk before suddenly shooting her foot out between his parted legs, connecting with his nuts once more.

"Ohhhhhhhhh...." Johnny gasped as her foot collided with his testicles sending another familiar shockwave through his body as he collapsed back down onto his side.

"Whyyyyyyy... fuck.... whyyyyy...." he moaned now rolling around on the floor with his hands clamped onto his aching sack.

"That one felt really squishy on my foot..."

"I didn't crack your eggs, did I?" she added now really belly laughing at her brother's pain.

"This isn't fucking funny!" he cried before his stomach suddenly cramped up.

"Ohhh fuck... oh shit... I'm... I think I'm gonna puke..."

"Don't worry. This is all part of the natural process." she giggled.

"What process?!" he cried out trying his best not to puke all over the carpet.

"Getting kicked in the nuts, of course!" she exclaimed joyously, knowing he could never come close to delivering such levels of unadulterated pain.

"When... when I get up... you're fucking finished." he warned.

Jenny couldn't help but be thoroughly amused by his empty threats.

"How many more times do I have to kick you in the balls before you finally get it?"

"I mean... I'm perfectly happy to keep doing it until you get the message." she giggled.

Now angered and humiliated beyond reason, Johnny mustered every ounce of energy he could to begin to rise up from the ground, struggling but making progress.

"You're... fucking dead..."

"Oh look at you, big guy! You've got a little fight left in you, huh?!" she cackled seeing him continually have to stop to try and catch his breath. It took a minute but her brother was finally up on one knee stupidly leaving himself wide open for yet another devastating kick. But Jenny had other plans...

"I guess I wasn't able to kick the fight out you, so let's try something different!" she exclaimed as she darted her hand out and ran it through the open leg of his gym shorts, quickly snatching up his bare testicles causing her brother's eyes to widen in both surprise and fear as she squeezed down on his balls, sending his mouth agape as it released a feeble gasp.

"Sis... my... my balls..." he struggled.

"No, no. These are MY balls!" she cackled.

"Fuck... you..." he hissed back in defiance.

"Let me explain something to you very plainly." she began staring him dead in the eyes.

"As long as you have these pathetic balls hanging between your legs, I will always be more powerful than you." she smirked feeling as powerful as ever as she held her brother's most prized possessions firmly in her grip.

"You can grow all the muscles in the world but at the end of the day, your testicles will always betray you. One flick, one kick, one squeeze away from being at my mercy."

He was finally starting to get the picture and his place in the world.

Johnny stared back in fear as his body trembled in pain. He'd never felt so humiliated in all of his life. Why did he have to be born a man, he couldn't help but think in this rare moment of pure vulnerability. Jenny could see the wheels turning in his head and knew he was starting to understand.

"So are you ready to acknowledge my superiority over you now?" she asked tightening her grip on his balls, sending him spiraling.

"YES! YES!" he cried out into the air.

"Good boy. Now tell me that your balls are devoted to me." she smirked.

"They're yours! They're yours! Dear God just let them gooooo...." he pleaded.

"Men are so pathetic." she thought to herself as she looked down to admire her grip on his balls one last time before planning to release them back to her brother, but she was met with quite a surprise. Poking out from the leg of her brother's shirt was a massive cock, veiny and pulsing. He had to be at least a good 10 inches. Jenny's eyes widened and she quickly glanced back up at her brother while finally letting go of his testicles.

"Are we enjoying ourselves?!" she laughed as Johnny's face turned ten shades of red as the humiliation continued.

"Uhhh... I..." he stumbled over himself, feverishly trying to cover up his cock with the leg of shorts, but the beast had been unleashed and his short shorts were of no use when it came to containing his massive member.

"Don't worry bro..." she winked. "Your secret is safe with me."

A Path to Stardom

A Path to Stardom

By BdanmanBB

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"Ughhhhh.... I'm so tired of being poor." Amy sighed as she and her brother sat on the couch, both home from college for the summer.

"It's called a job, bitch." John smirked, poking fun at his sister.

"Haha very funny..." she replied in a sarcastic tone.

"Isn't it actually pretty easy for girls to make money these days?" John asked.

"I'm not sure what you mean..."

"Duh... OnlyFans!" John laughed.

"Ewww... are you being serious right now?" she scoffed dismissively.

"I'm not showing my cooter to a bunch of strangers!"

"Say all you want but there are women making millions of dollars a year."

"What?! That's insane. For doing what?!"

"All kinds of things. You really just need to find some sort of niche.

"Some girls don't even show their boobs or have sex or anything crazy and they make gobs of money." he continued.

"Seriously? I could just film myself doing weird shit and make a bunch of money?"

"Well I'm sure it's harder than you make it sound, but yes, theoretically."

"What are we doing just sitting around, dude?! Let's make some fucking money!" Amy exclaimed rubbing her hands together, thinking of all her future shopping excursions.

"You just want me to do all of the work, don't you?" John asked shaking his head, knowing full well what the answer would be.

"Come on man. I'll give you a cut!" she shot back.

"Okay... but I want half." he smiled.

"Half?! I'm going to be the star! What do you mean you want half?"

"I was just thinking maybe I'd throw you a few bucks here and there." she continued.

"Do you want my help or not?" John asked impatiently.

"God. You're really busting my balls right now, dude..." Amy laughed.

John's eyes went wide at her comment. Ever since he was young he had a secret fetish, one that he'd managed to keep from the world up until now. He longed for his balls to be busted, particularly by his sister.

"Fuck... is this the perfect time to suggest something crazy?" he thought to himself as his mind raced and his cock hardened as a million scenarios flew through his head.

"What if she turns me down? She'll know my deepest, darkest secret. She's gonna think I'm a total freak. Fuck!! What do I do?!" his internal monologue screamed.

"I hope you're busy coming up with some good ideas right now, Mr. "I Want Half." Amy said breaking her brother from his thoughts.

"Well... I do have kind of an interesting idea..." he replied with hesitation in his voice, still unsure if he should say it.

"Ohhhh I like interesting... let's get fucking weird though! Weird sells!" Amy giggled.

"Okay... it is a little weird, so hear me out. Guys are much stronger than women and typically play a power role in their daily lives, but so many guys fantasize about being dominated by a woman." he began to explain.

"So you want me to be some dominatrix or something?!" Amy cackled.

"It's so fucking hot out. All that leather sounds terrible!" she continued.

"You don't need to be dressed in leather, dude. You just need to be... you know... dominating."

"Dominating, huh? Like order you to do stuff for me?"

"Well... seeing as I'm asking for half of the money, I'm willing to offer up something to you. You know, in order to be a good business partner and all." he stammered awkwardly.

"I gotta be honest dude. I don't know what the fuck you're talking about... Can you just spit it out?"

"My balls, sis. I'm willing to offer you my balls."

"Your balls?!" Amy blurted out in laughter.

"What do you mean you want to offer me your balls?!" she continued as John started to get red in the face.

"Nevermind... just forget it." John said meekly, hanging his head.

"No, no! Don't do that. This sounds fucking weird! Tell me more about your balls..." she said trying her best to hold back her snickering.

"I was just thinking... you know... the channel could be about you doing random stuff to my balls."

"Okay... but like what though?"

"I don't know... like maybe kicking them, punching them. Maybe giving a little squeeze or something."

"Dude! Won't that fucking hurt??" Amy cackled, unable to believe her brother was willingly offering up his family jewels for slaughter.

"Well yeah, but I think it would sell. And my testicles have always been incredibly strong."

"Using the words testicles and strong in the same sentence is a fucking joke!" Amy cackled.

"I've hit plenty of dudes in the nuts before. One kick in the stones and you'll be down on the ground for 30 minutes moaning and crying for your mama like a punk little bitch."

"You're totally underestimating me..." her brother replied confidently.

"Oh yeah? Why don't you consult with my last boyfriend who cheated on me. They're probably still trying to locate his nuts." Amy giggled thinking back to leaving him on the floor in a sobbing mess, hands clutched onto his empty sack for dear life. "I blasted his balls into another fucking dimension." she added proudly.

"I'm not suggesting you fucking try and neuter me, Amy!" John exclaimed shaking his head.

"The channel needs to be playful, not evil!"

"I don't know man... You know I play soccer. What if I ruin your chances at ever having children? Or what if I accidentally pop a nut?"

"Just forget it then... I was just throwing an idea out there."

"Hey! If you think it'll sell, I'll kick your nuts around all fucking day! There's literally no downside to this for me... it's your balls on the line." she smirked causing John to perk back up, his cock now twitching in anticipation.

"Okay... sounds like we have a plan then."

"Yeah but I do have one small request though..." Amy said with a devious grin before finishing her thought. "I think you should be naked in these videos..."

"Uhhh naked, huh? I suppose I could do that. That would probably help with our ratings..." he replied trying his best to not sound too eager. John tempted to pinch himself to see if this was just a dream.

"Perfect! Now stand up and let me see what the star of this show will be working with!" Amy cheered.

"So, you really want me to get naked?" John asked.

"Dude... if you're going to be weird about this, let's just drop the whole thing." Amy said causing John to jump up off the couch.

"I'm sorry. You're right, you're right." he said before taking off his shirt and then after taking a deep breath, dropping his gym shorts to the floor, unleashing his half hard cock and meaty sack.

Amy's eyes instantly widened as she stared straight down the barrel of largest set of cock and balls she'd ever seen. His cock was thick and veiny and hanging well below were the heaviest set of testicles, each the size of large eggs.

"Oh my God... they're fucking huge..." Amy gasped, finally managing to form words. She couldn't resist the temptation needing to feel the weight of his manhood in her hands. She reached out and placed his nuts in her hand.

"I've heard that before..." John chuckled as his cock began to quickly rise at her touch and soon enough his cock stood at its full 9 inches of glory.

"Jesus! Your cock is like the size of my forearm!" Amy exclaimed putting her arm against the length of his hard dick.

"You may end up being the star of this show, you sand baggin' son of a bitch!" she laughed. "This channel is going to make me a fortune!" she continued in excitement.

"Are you ready to get to work then?" John smiled, feeling confident as ever.

This was going better than John could ever have hoped as he placed his hands on his hips, standing before his sister like Superman as she gazed upon his powerful body. But of course, even Superman had a weakness...

"Hey... what's that over there?" Amy pointed with a sense of urgency in her tone.

John naturally took the bait and as he turned his head, Amy shot her foot up, her shin connecting flush between her brother's legs catching his big nuts dead on. She smiled as her brother's face turned back and his eyes went crossed like a classic TV reaction and he slowly sunk to his knees clutching his injured testicles.

"How'd I do?" she giggled as John looked up at her with pain in his eyes.

"You got 'em both..." he gasped before slinking down onto his side, his stomach churning wildly.

"Told you I was pretty good at kicking balls." Amy giggled.

"You gonna be okay, big guy? That was just a small practice kick."

"Oh yeah... just need a minute." her brother wheezed.

"I wish I would've recorded that reaction though! Your face was freakin priceless!"

"Awwww mah balllllsssss!" she exclaimed while holding her crotch in a mocking fashion.

"Fuck... I forgot how much this hurts..." John gasped still struggling to catch his breath.

"It must suck to have those things hanging between your legs all the time." Amy giggled as her brother slowly rose up onto all fours.

"Clearly it has its ups and downs." John joked trying his best to let off a smile.

"And clearly someone is still 'up'..." she giggled seeing her brother on all fours with his massive cock hanging down, looking like a fucking horse.

"Stand on up and let your sister inspect those big, fat balls of yours."

As John slowly got to his feet, he took one step towards his sister noticing she had a devilish look on her face, but his reaction time was too late as Amy launched her foot up between her brother's legs once more, this time the top of her barefoot crashing into his already tenderized organs with brutal force. A loud smack rang throughout the room and her brother let out a shrill gasp as his hands darted back to his nuts before he collapsed back down to the ground in a fit of coughing.

"Ohhhh that one really had to hurt..." Amy giggled knowing she had connected perfectly.

"Ugghhhh... you're such a bitch." he groaned.

"That's right. Now cough 'em up you little bitch." she snickered, beginning to practice her lines for the channel.

"You're gonna be a natural, sis."

"So are you sorry for offering up your nuts to me yet?" Amy cackled.

"Not a fucking chance." John gasped, his cock still hard as ever.

"That's what I like to hear, my good little slave. "

"Now stop holding your stupid nuts and let's get to work."

"Yes mistress." he replied, ready and willing to serve his sister.

Deserted Island (Parts 4-6)

Deserted Island

By Bdanman

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Part 4

Two days had passed since Amy's latest encounter with James' testicles and he had done nothing but lay around the campsite and nurse his swollen sack back to health. Little did the two speak over those two days, until Amy finally broke their frequent silence with a peace offering.

Amy bent down and peeked into their tent, to see James holding onto his balls with both hands and eyes closed, letting out painful sighs.

"Are they still hurting pretty bad, buddy?" she asked causing him to startle a bit.

"Oh... hey. Yeah, they are still pretty sore." he replied meekly.

"I'm sorry, James. I wish it didn't have to be like this..."

"Yeah... well that makes two of us then..." he replied laying his head back down and closing his eyes, letting go a loud sigh.

"Could I maybe...offer you a treat?" she asked putting her hand on his inner thigh, just inches from his resting cock.

"Does this treat involve you beating the shit out of my balls?" James asked in an abrupt tone looking over at her with annoyance.

"Come on, James. Don't be like that." Amy said as she slid her hand over onto his crotch.

"I'm serious, Amy. Don't touch my balls." he warned as he placed his hand over here.

"Just lay back, James. You earned this." she said softly as she shushed him with her finger and began to slowly pull down his shorts.

It took only moments for his cock to spring to attention and Amy gawked for a moment at his swollen, bruised testicles. She began to lightly run her fingernails all over his sack causing James to shutter.

"Please, Amy....Don't break them." he begged quickly changing his earlier tone.

"James... would you just sit back and relax, OK?" she replied reassuringly as she started to run them up and down his hard cock.

James hesitantly sat back once more as Amy leaned forward and spit on the head of his penis. She began to rub it in all over his cock and James began to moan at her sensual touch.

It had been too long since Amy found herself filled with a thick cock like James' and she soon found herself getting incredibly wet and turned on as she stroked it. Not attracted to James but rather her use of his ample tool, she often dreamt of sitting on top of it and riding herself to a mind-numbing orgasm, using and abusing it for her own pleasure. The urge was becoming more and more difficult to manage with every passing day on the island.

She looked down at his swollen, purple sack and bit her lip, contemplating delivering what appeared would be the final blows to render his balls completely useless. It was only his earlier pleads that caused her to hold back and refrain from unleashing the punch that would likely finish the job. After all, she was supposed to be offering him a treat and who knew how long she was going to have to live with the guy, she had thought to herself as she continued to stroke him.

In the midst of her deep thought she failed to notice the pace of his breath had picked up and his back had begun to arch as his moment of climax neared. It took no more than a few moments before James unleashed his heavy cum load onto his stomach and chest. Amy was in shock by the thick and creamy amount of seed still pouring out of him considering the damaged state of his balls.

Perhaps his balls weren't yet as damaged as she thought she pondered to herself.

"I really needed that, Amy. Thank you." he said looking up at her with a smile and placing a hand on her thigh.

"One of these days I'm going to have that cock of yours, James." she smiled back while proceeding to scoop up a glob of semen from his stomach and licked it off her finger.

"Mmmm and that's some good protein." she giggled as she scooped up another helping.

"You taste soooooo sweet. I guess it was those pineapples we found yesterday, huh?" she added as James remained hard as a rock as Amy swooned over his sweet seed.

"Uh, yeah....sure....I guess..." he stammered shocked by her actions.

"You know.... if things start getting really bad out here, I might have to start sucking you off for nutrients!" she laughed.

"I bet he would just HATE that, wouldn't he?" she joked as she grabbed his throbbing cock.

"Amy. I can definitively say that I'm on board with that plan." he smirked playing along with her.

"Something told me that was probably the case." she said as she lightly patted his swollen sack causing him to jump slightly with an audible wince.

"Whatever are we going to do with these?" she asked in a pondering tone as she began to hold his injured balls in the palm of her hand causing a look of fear instantly flashing in James' eyes as she inspected them carefully.

"Uhhhhh... what do you mean, Amy?" he awkwardly replied as she weighed them.

"I mean I'm getting tired of not having any cocks inside of me. What do you say we just finish these off? I could make it real quick." she said reassuringly.

"Then you can just fuck me all of the time. Wouldn't that be great?" she added.

"Amy.... I would love to... but...." he started to reply before being abruptly cut off by her hand beginning to squeeze down on his nuts. He froze up instantly unsure of what fresh hell could be coming his way.

"Oh, James. I don't want to starting hearing any buts... we had ourselves a fair deal, didn't we?" she replied calmly as she began to apply more pressure onto his balls.

Tears began to form in James' eyes as pain and fear seared throughout his entire body.

"You could just turn around and get on all fours, James. You won't even have to see it coming."

"One well-placed kick and your cock could be inside of me every day. What do you think?" she added not letting up on him.

"Amy...please...let go..." he replied softly struggling to get the words out.

"Or maybe it would just take a good squeeze!" she exclaimed as she clamped down on his right testicle causing him to let out a howl across the island.

"Please! Please!" he begged feverishly as she squeezed the remaining life out of his nut.

"Please crush it?" she asked with a smirk knowing full well what he was pleading for.

"No! Please!" he cried out.

"Calm down, calm down..." she laughed.

"I'm not going to crush your balls....I just want to take all of the babies out of them!" she said as she let go of her grip on him.

James instantly curled up holding his balls, tears still flowing down his face.

"I'll give you 2 more days, James. And then I will have that cock inside of me one way or another. Understood?" she said in a demanding tone waiting shortly for a response but one did not come from the broken man.

"I asked if you understood!" she shouted as she roughly turned him over onto his back and menacingly raised her closed fist over his groin.

"Understood!" he yelled out as he instantly covered his swollen balls with his hands, fearful for their existence.

Amy reached out and wiped up another glob on James' cum from his stomach and paused with her finger just shy of her lips.

"Wonderful." she smiled as she began to slowly lick his cum off of her finger.

*

Part 5

James stayed in his tent the remainder of the day and into the evening in a state of confusion and torment. Amy's appetite for his cock had become insatiable and her urge to finish off his balls once and for all had never been greater. He gently inspected his swollen, purple sack thinking surely his testicles could no longer produce a child after their many painful encounters with Amy's hands and feet. He contemplated several times just walking out of the tent, closing his eyes, and spreading his legs for her, but he quickly reminded himself of the immense pain and suffering that would surely follow.

"Maybe I can convince her that they've already been rendered useless" he thought to himself, mind racing as he weighed the options before him.

James gingerly made his way out of the tent and Amy was sitting by the fire attempting to break open a coconut with a rock and a stick that had been widdled down to a sharp point. He avoided eye contact with her as he walked around the tent and over to a nearby tree to relieve himself, but Amy had locked her eyes onto his swollen package as he walked, staring intently at his thick cock.

As James walked back towards the tent, still avoiding eye contact with Amy, she abruptly broke the silence.

"Can you help me break this coconut, James?" she asked in frustration as she slammed the rock down onto it.

"I'm sure your thirsty as well." she added.

"Uh...sure." he replied awkwardly as he walked over and sat down beside her on the log as she handed it and the tools over to him.

"Some nuts are just harder to crack than others I suppose...." she said with an evil smirk on her face causing James' eyes to flash with fear.

Amy belted out laughing at his reaction.

"My goodness, James. Take a joke why don't ya!" she exclaimed still laughing wildly.

James slammed the rock down onto the coconut in frustration.

"Easy for you to say. You're not the one who's walking around with two swollen grapefruits hanging between your legs." he replied candidly as he opened up his legs and looked down.

"Man...those things are pretty swollen." she said looking down at them in awe. They had seemingly doubled in size since she her last encounter with them.

"Amy...let's be honest. There is no way these things work anymore. You've put them through hell! I mean, just look at them!" he pleaded feverishly pointing down at his sack.

"I hear you, James, but how can I be sure of that?" she replied.

"Well when is enough, enough, Amy? Can you at least answer me that?" he asked impatiently.

"I don't knowwww, James!" she blurted out defensively.

"What so should I just plop them down on this log and have you finish them off with this rock then?" he scoffed sarcastically handing the rock over to her.

"I mean...are you saying that's an option?" she replied with a smirk.

"NO it's not an option!" he said quickly standing to his feet, now towering over her.

"You are sick in the head, Amy. Do you know that?" he added yelling down at her.

"Now James...this is certainly not the time for insults...." she replied in a firm but calm tone.

In a moment of pure rage, James did something he never thought he was capable of in raising his hand to a woman. Catching Amy completely off guard, he roughly smacked her across the face, causing her head to violently whip to the side. She instantly held the side of her face and tears formed in her eyes. James immediately regretted his actions and quickly began to come down from his anger, still breathing heavily.

"Amy...I'm...I'm sorry..." he stammered not knowing what came over him.

Amy quickly stared up at him with a look rage in her eyes, showing clearly through the tears.

"You bastard." she said staring up menacingly at James.

"Amy...I... I don't know what came over me." he replied still in a state of shock and confusion.

"Well James, let me show what's come over me." she replied softly under his breath as she quickly stood up and drove her knee up into James' unprotected testicles with as much force as she could muster. The force of her knee lifted James off the ground as he let out a blood curdling scream and she held her knee up into his balls, briefly admiring her handiwork as James' world collapsed around him. As she lowered her knee, James instantly melted to the ground, softly whimpering as he held his already battered balls.

"Touch me again and I'll cut them the fuck off!" she yelled down at the worthless heap before her.

"You know what, I can't even look at you. Get in the tent!" she directed loudly.

James was frozen in pain and he held himself unable to move. Amy quickly grew impatient at his lack of movement and she roughly kicked him in the side.

"You have 10 seconds to get to that tent, James or I'm going to start removing body parts." she warned.

James' eyes flashed with fear as he could only muster up enough energy to get onto all fours and he slowly began his short, but seemingly endless, journey to their tent. There was no chance of him making it over there anytime soon as he slowly crawled.

Amy stared down in disgust as his purple sack swung back and forth with each slow crawl forward and walked up behind James to give him some much needed motivation.

Eyeballing her ample targets, she kicked her foot out and up between his legs connecting with James' testicles with a loud smack, causing James to again fall down to his side in pain.

"You're not going to make it, James. Shall I take the right or left one first?" she asked as James slowly got up and started crawling again, tears flowing down his face.

She had to give him some credit as she thought that one would've finished him off for good. She eyeballed her targets once more.

SMACK!

A loud sound rang out as her foot connected flush with his balls once more causing him to scream and fall to his side yet again.

"Tick tock, James! Your balls are running out of time!" she yelled as James began to again make his way onto all fours with a look of pure anguish and defeat on his face. He began to slowly take his final steps now almost to the tent.

He had finally got to the precipice of the tent and took a deep sigh of relief when suddenly he felt a hard object crash up between his legs and into his balls with such force that he passed out instantly from the pain.

Amy had picked up a several foot long wooden log and swung it up between his legs as if she was trying to win the long drive completion at the golf course. The force of her swing sent him into the tent and into an unconscious heap.

With a satisfied look on her face, she spat down in disgust at the lifeless heap before her.

"Hit me again, tough guy."

*

Part 6 (Final)

James groggily awoke to see his balls not only still purple and swollen, but now also covered in dried blood as the rough surface of the log Sara sent flying up between his legs had inflicted little cuts all over his sack. After only a brief moment of inspection, he began to sob as he knew there was little to no chance his balls actually worked any longer after Sara's latest ruthless encounter with his testicles.

After gaining his composure a bit, he got up and limped out of the tent, each step causing him excruciating pain. He looked around for a moment before finally spotting Sara off into the distance collecting firewood. Just the mere sight of her resulted in rage as he imagined her earlier unforgiving pummeling of his balls as he helplessly crawled back to the tent.

"I'm going to do a lot more than smack that bitch next time I see her." he thought to himself as he fumed no longer having any interest in either giving or receiving any sexual pleasure from her.

James brooded out to the water to let the healing power of the ocean wash over his swollen and tattered ballsack. The cool water felt good in relieving some of his pain.

As he swam around for a bit, he spotted a now naked Sara making her way towards him as she entered into the ocean. Still in no mood for any interaction, he ignored her until she finally had made her way out to the point where he no longer could.

"What the fuck do you want?" he asked in an angered tone.

"I was just coming to see if you were alright." she replied calmly.

"Seeing if I'm alright? Are you kidding me? Are you fucking kidding me, you psycho?!" he yelled unable to fathom the whole situation.

"You SLAPPED me, James! A woman!" she yelled back defensively.

"Well if that's the warranted reaction to a slap, I should probably drown your womanly ass here in the ocean for what you've done to my balls!" he screamed back.

"If you touch me again, I will fucking rip off your nuts and feed them to you. Do you understand me?" she said candidly with a dead pan look of seriousness on her face.

"Well if you touch my balls again, I'm going to shove my cock so far down your fucking throat, it's going to come straight out your ass!" he replied now blind with rage, holding back the temptation to hold her head under the water.

"I'd like to see you try..." she retorted calmly, as she turned around and began to walk back to shore leaving James fuming with her parting words.

Many scenarios ran through James' head as she walked away and his rage continued to grow and grow as he contemplated the traumatic and escalating events that had occurred thus far on the island.

"I need to do something about this before she does something really crazy." he thought to himself knowing that her actions have continued to escalate further and further in each interaction with his testicles.

Not fully thinking through his plan of action, he began to quickly wade out of the water, attempting to catch up with Sara from behind.

Through the loud crash of the waves hitting the shore, Sara did not hear the brooding man fast approaching from behind until it was too late. Just as she turned around, James came lunging at her midsection, immediately knocking the wind out of her as he drove her hard into the ground. As he remained over her, he reared back his fist fully intending to inflict more damage but even through Sara's struggled gasps to breathe, she took quick action in launching her knee up between James' legs connecting dead on with his swollen sack.

James let out a blood curdling scream as he fell off of her onto his side allowing Sara a brief moment to catch her breath and compose herself.

As Sara recovered enough to make her way to her feet, so now had James began to slowly get up. As he rose to his feet, Sara went on the offensive and began to take wild swings at him. James narrowly dodging her fists, delivered his a devastating blow of his own as he connected with a strong right straight into Sara's left breast, sending her reeling to the ground in agony.

"Looks like I've found a weakness, huh?" he smirked as he hovered over her though she only remained down for a moment.

"You're a dead man." she glared as she quickly got up and charged at him again.

Her rage impacted her accuracy and her attempts did not land, but James was yet again successful at sneaking in another hard blow to her breast, causing her to cry out and drop the ground yet again.

"Come on. Get up, Sara. Fight me like a man." he said jeering her on a bit.

Sara slowly got herself onto all fours and breathed heavily as she began to sit up, but her recovery was abruptly cut short by James foot coming crashing up between her legs and slamming into her pussy from behind. The loud smack emanated across the island as the two surfaces unforgivingly met.

"Oh! Right in the babymaker!" he laughed seeing his tormentor in agony on the ground.

Sara writhed around, never having experienced so much pain before in all her life. James was feeling quite satisfied with himself as he approached Sara and knelt down far enough away from her that a physical attack was out of reach.

"Maybe I should just hate fuck the shit out of you here on this beach." he said looking into her pain filled eyes.

Sara slowly started to rise, and while James stood up and backed safely away, he failed to notice Sara had grabbed a handful of sand. As she made her way to her feet, she again lunged at James and as he took a defensive position, she unleashed her fistful of sand up into James face, rendering him momentarily blind as the sand infiltrated his eyes.

He swung around wildly trying to fend her off, but his errant swings found themselves in the wrong direction as Sara reared back her leg and sent it flying up between James' legs from behind crashing hard into his balls, sending him straight down to his knees.

"Oh! Right in the babymakers!" she yelled down at him holding her crotch mockingly.

Seeing his incapacitation, Sara wasted no time continuing her attack as she threw her fist straight into James' nose causing immediate blood splatter and him to fall backwards unsure of which body part to nurse first. She quickly straddled James while reaching back and grabbing a handful of his battered testicles, clamping down as hard as she could on them with both hands.

James flailed and was unsuccessfully attempting to buck her off of him as she crushed his balls. He was just now starting to be able to regain his vision as the sand cleared from his eyes.

"I'm gonna end this once and for all!" she yelled mustering up the strength to squeeze down even harder on them, causing James to freeze up in a paralyzing amount of pain.

"I think I can feel them giving in!" she cried out excitedly as she looked down at the helpless man.

James' eyes went wide and he gathered up enough energy to launch his fist up at her already wounded breast. She cried out at the blow but her gripped remained steadfast.

James launched another blow, connecting hard. But it was the same result.

"Fuck you! I'm going to crush them!" she yelled down at him with tears of pain in her eyes.

James was starting to feel faint as the pain overtook his body and in one final attempt, he mustered up all the remaining strength he had sending his fist into her breast one final time.

The blow was devastating and Sara could no longer maintain her grip through the pain as she released him and fell down to her side, holding her injured breast.

The two battered island mates laid on the beach both nursing their wounds when suddenly both perked up as they heard the low hum of a motor seemingly getting closer and closer. As they looked up, a small boat was fast approaching with a larger boat far off into the distance.

Excited to see another sign of life, they both shot up temporarily forgetting the extent of their pain as Sara continued holding her injured breast and James still holding his injured balls.

"We're saved!" she yelled jumping up and down and waving her free hand.

"Get me the fuck off this island!" James cried out towards the boat waving his hands frantically in the air.

As the boat zoomed close to shore, the two ran out into the water towards the boat. On the small boat was a younger man in his 30s who had spotted the two from his ship through some binoculars. He dropped his anchor and awaited the two's arrival.

"Come on in y'all." the young man motioned with a smile not at all unhappy about a sexy, naked woman boarding his boat.

"Oh my God. Thank you!" Sara exclaimed as she jumped over the side and into the boat with James struggling to make his way in, causing the young man to rush over to help him in. As James flopped into the boat onto his back and legs open, breathing heavily, the young man couldn't help but notice James' swollen and battered ballsack. He'd never seen a sack the size of grapefruit before.

"Geez, mister. What the hell happened to those?" he asked pointing down towards his crotch not even thinking to first ask about how they even got stranded on the island in the first place.

"That fucking bitch over there. She's a damned monster." he replied pointing over to Sara.

"That little woman did that to you?" he asked in bewilderment as James shook his head in acknowledgment.

"Why the hell did you do that?" he asked looking for at Sara who had now turned ten shades of red.

"Can we just get off this island, please?" she replied avoiding the man's question.

"I asked you a question." he replied adamantly.

"Just let it go, man. Let's just get out of here." James interjected defeatedly as he held his balls and let out a deep sigh.

"Ok, man. Sure thing. Let's get you to a hospital." he replied as he fired up the engine knowing in his gut that something was really wrong here.

"I can't wait to get home, lay in my own bed, eat some food, take a shower, and mmmmm finally get a decent cock inside of me again." she said inadvertently thinking out loud in her excitement.

The young man heard her statement and shot her a weird look, but Sara was in her own world thinking about all of things she was going to do now that she would be off the island.

As the young man started to put the boat into gear and head back to the main ship, he realized he had forgotten to pull up the anchor.

"Excuse me, ma'am. Do you mind turning around and pulling up that anchor for me?" he asked.

"Of course!" Sara exclaimed as she jumped up and feverishly started bringing in the rope until finally the anchor was secure in the boat.

"Good to go!" she exclaimed.

As she turned around to sit back down on their journey back to the boat, she didn't know the young man had approached her from behind and as she turned his knee drove up between Sara's legs, smashing her pussy dead on with pelvic cracking force. James shot up from his resting position on the floor of the boat at her painful scream.

As Sara cried out in agony, the young man kept her upright by grabbing her under the arms to enable him to deliver his final sentiments.

"You'll rot on this island, you bitch." he said staring straight into her eyes before tossing her off the side of the boat and into the water.

The young man quickly ran back to the wheel and let loose on the throttle as the boat began to zoom away. Looking back he didn't see any sign of her, but didn't think there was any chance of her reemergence.

He didn't know Sara and she wasn't going down without a fight...

Unbeknownst to the men, she had managed to cling to the bottom of the boat and was holding on for dear life.

"Thank you. Thank you so much. She did this to me." James told the young man almost in tears looking down at his mangled testicles.

"Don't mention it. That bitch doesn't deserve to ever get off that island seeing what she did to your balls. I really don't care what you did, but no one deserves that."

As James laid back down on the floor of the boat and closed his eyes, Sara had worked her way up and peeked over the back of the boat and began to slowly pull herself up and over until she was onboard again.

As she boarded the young man was completely unaware of her presence and Sara quickly located the nearest object she could find, conveniently a large wooden oar.

Quietly picking up the oar, she crept up behind the young man slipped the end between his slightly parted legs, before forcefully driving it upwards as hard as she could smashing the unforgiving object into his crotch.

As the young man screamed and dropped to the floor, James had popped up from his laying position seeing Sara with an evil look in her eyes holding the wooden oar in a menacing fashion.

"Did you really think I was going to go away that easily?" she smirked looking down at the curled up ball of a man before her, holding his battered nuts.

Looking over at the steering wheel and turning the throttle down on the boat, she noticed a rifle and picked it up, instantly pointing it at James with the evil look still in her eyes.

"Sara. Please put the gun down. Think about this." he pleaded.

"Come over here and place your balls on this chair." she replied patting the captains seat of the boat and picking the oar back up, still maintaining her hold on the rifle.

"Sara. Please..." he continued pleading for the mercy of his balls.

"I said place your fucking nuts on this chair, James!" she screamed causing James to jump in fear knowing she fully planned to crush his balls once and for all.

"Place your nuts on this chair or this bastard dies!" she added pointing the gun down at the young man who was sobbing, seemingly still incapacitated by her blow.

"Ok! Ok!" he cried out as he got up and walked over to the chair and knelt down, not wanting the young man to lose his life to this crazy bitch.

He looked up at Sara and gave one last pleading look, but Sara jabbed the barrel of the gun down into the young man's side in response causing James to comply with her earlier instructions as he hesitantly placed his balls on the wooden seat.

"You're about to learn a valuable lesson, James." she said as she placed the gun down and gripped the oar, raising it over her head with both hands.

"Say goodbye, James." she smiled wide looking down at his balls.

Just before she was ready to unleash hell on James' balls, the young man had shot up out of nowhere and roughly yanked Sara's legs out from under her. Luckily for James he was able to remove his balls in time, as her forehead came crashing down hard in the exact spot his balls had once sat.

As blood gushed from her forehead, the young man stood up and grabbed the gun, instantly pointing it at her.

"Get the fuck off my boat, bitch." he demanded with one hand on his balls and one hand on the gun.

Sara began to sob as she held her bloodied face.

"I just want to go home!" she cried out.

James walked up to Sara and grabbed her by the underarms.

"You are home, you psychotic bitch." he said as he mustered up all the strength he could to heave Sara up and over the side of the boat, quickly leaving her in the wake and bobbing helplessly in the ocean.

James spit into the ocean, signaling his good riddance of her as he sat down and took a deep breath, releasing a sigh of relief.

"Don't worry. She's shark bait now." the young man said again taking control of the boat.

James sat back in his seat and cradled his swollen balls with both hands, taking a deep breath.

"God I fucking hope so." he replied with a deep sigh finally feeling a sense of safety and relief.

Deserted Island (Parts 1-3)

Deserted Island

By Bdanman

*

Part One

James and Sara washed ashore a lush and seemingly deserted island, each as water logged as the large wooden chest they floated in on. A quiet morning was preceded by a tumultuous night as high winds and rough seas had capsized their sailing cruise and the two strangers found each other in the water amongst the wreckage.

As the two stepped foot onto the sandy beach, they looked around and saw nothing but thick jungle.

"Where do you think we are?" Sara asked.

"Somewhere near Bermuda I suppose, but I have no idea." James replied rubbing his forehead in great concern.

"How are we going to survive here?" Sara asked in a worried tone.

"I guess we're just going to have to make the best of it until we can signal a passing ship or something," he replied.

As the day went on, the two walked up and down the beach, looking for signs of life, but there was none to be found.

"I think we need to start building a shelter," Sara said after many hours of searching.

"I think you're right. We have to make a safe place to sleep tonight, so we can explore the jungle first thing in the morning to look for food and fresh water.

The two worked tirelessly putting together a small shelter made of palm fronds, vines, and small, fallen trees as the night grew near.

Neither James nor Sara was successful in getting a fire started and as the sun began to set and the moon rose, the air began to chill.

Their clothes still soggy from sweat, the two sat in their newly built shelter, only a small amount of moonlight illuminating their tent, shivering violently.

"I...I think... we need... to take off these wet clothes." James said through his chattering teeth.

"I'm...I'm...not sure..." she replied hesitantly not wanting to disrobe in front of this man she's known for only a day.

"We're...we're...going to...freeze... if we don't," he said and removed his shirt.

Knowing that he was right, Sara began to remove her clothing and James finished removing his as well until both sat naked in their tent, still shivering violently.

"We're going to have to bring ourselves together for warmth," James said after a moment.

Sara did not like this idea either but knew again that James was right.

"Alright," she replied meekly.

"Do you want to be in front of me or behind me?" he asked as he lay down.

"Behind I suppose..." she replied as she laid down and butted herself up against the back of James. Cold at first, James soon felt the warmth of Sara's body, and most notably breasts, against his. Even in their state of peril, James' penis began to swell as he had stolen looks at Sara's large breasts the entire day.

What James didn't know was that Sara noticed him gawking at her body the entire day and she became uncomfortable knowing that her naked body was pressed against his. Given her negative experiences with men, she found it hard to trust even the seemingly most kind and gentle of their kind. Her mind began to race with negative thoughts and she figured she would gauge the situation by "accidentally" brushing his penis with her arm in the midst of propping herself up.

As she reached down to brace her arm to the floor in order to raise herself up, she could instantly feel his erection poking her arm and James went into an immediate mode of embarrassment as she quickly moved her arm back.

"Sara, I'm sorry. It's just..." he began to plead before he was abruptly cut off by Sara's cold fingers wrapping themselves around his testicles. She began to squeeze down on them with enough force to grab his attention and stop him dead in his tracks.

"I don't know what you think is going to happen out here, but I assure you that if you try to lay even a finger on me, I will remove these from your body, cook them over an open flame, and feed them to you," she warned going into instant self defense mode, her tone sharpening.

"Do you understand me?" she added clamping down harder, causing James to let out a pathetic whimper.

"And I don't appreciate you staring at my tits all day, either!" she exclaimed giving his sack a rough yank.

James found it hard to breathe as the angry woman crushed his balls in her dainty hand but mustered up enough to beg for mercy.

"My balls...please let them go." he gasped.

"I need to hear that we're on the same page," she stated candidly as she squeezed down even harder.

"Same page! Same page!" he shrieked in a high-pitched squeal.

Sara let him go and allowed him to curl up into the fetal position, as he whimpered holding his balls.

Giving him a brief moment to recover, she reached over and patted him on the ass.

"Come, come now. You'll be alright big guy," she said changing to a more pleasant tone.

"I'm sorry but we just had to get that talk out of the way," she added with a slight chuckle as she curled back up against the damaged man before her.

"They'll be fine, honey. I was barely squeezing," she whispered in his ear as James' eyes flashed with fear.

"Goodnight," she said as she closed her eyes.

Part Two

It had now been three weeks since James and Sara washed ashore on the deserted island and James had taken Sara's testicular warning to heart as he tried to avoid staring, to the extent he could, at her often exposed body.

While she didn't walk around naked or exhibit her nudity openly, James had caught plenty of glimpses over the weeks that inevitably led to him sauntering off into the jungle by himself looking to find a quiet, and more importantly safe, place to quickly jerk off.

What James did not know, however, was that Sara had been struggling to stave off her own sexual urges and even though she was not particularly attracted to James, the thought of using him to satisfy her needs had arose several times. She routinely imagined her past partners' thick cocks sliding into her from behind and absolutely ravaging her to a mind-numbing orgasm. She had caught enough glimpses of James to know that he was not the smallest man, with his adequately girthy cock sitting well above his hefty set of low hanging testicles.

On a particularly hot day, the two had been working on modifications to their shelter and had become drenched in sweat as they worked.

"What do you say we take a dip in the ocean, James?" she asked wiping the sweat off her forehead.

"Sounds good to me," he replied, as he quickly removed his shirt.

Much to James' surprise, Sara began to quickly strip down until she was completely naked. He couldn't help himself from gawking a bit at her large, tanned breasts and her toned body.

"Oh, come on, James. We're the only ones around, right?" she said coaxing him with a smile.

James was surprised given their earlier experiences that Sara was being so open and free and he hesitantly began to pull his shorts down, exposing his half-erect penis.

"Sorry..." he said with his head hung in shame.

"There's no need to be sorry, just come on," she said motioning him down to the water.

As the two swam around for a bit, scouting for food in the process, Sara noticed through the crystal clear water that James was now sporting a full hard-on. Though not incredibly long, she could tell that he was indeed very thick and would fill her up quite nicely.

"James....I have something I wanted to talk with you about," she asked solemnly as she swam up to him, still treading water.

"Uh oh...what have I done now?" James thought to himself thinking frantically.

"Uh...yeah?" he replied hesitantly.

"Well...we're both grown adults and obviously we both have needs..." she said trailing off.

"Needs? What kind of needs?" he asked not thinking that Sara would actually be implying anything sexual with him.

"You know, NEEDS..." she said pointing down to his erect penis as James' face turned instantly red.

"No, no. It's fine, James. I've been feeling a little pent up as well." she confessed reassuringly causing James to breath a sigh of relief.

"You have?!" he replied completely floored her confession.

"I mean I think we could both take care of each other and keep it strictly platonic, don't you?" she replied.

Having dreamed about sliding his cock into her since the first week they were on the island, he wasted no time agreeing with her sentiments.

"Uh, yeah....Sure. Of course." he stammered without trying to sound too excited.

"Ok, cool. But I think there's something we need to talk about though," she replied quickly changing back to a more somber tone.

"Uh, alright?" he said in a confused tone caught off guard by her change in demeanor.

"Well...I really would like for you to get inside of me once in awhile, but I'm a little worried about getting pregnant..."

"Oh, yeah. Of course... I mean, I could always just pull out, right?"

"I'm not sure that would be 100% effective."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. Well what are you suggesting then?"

"Ok... this is going to sound a little crazy but... never mind..." she started to say before cutting herself off and looking out to sea.

"No, what is it?" he replied quickly not wanting to lose his chance at having sex with her.

"Well I was thinking that it's been three weeks out here and we haven't even seen a single ship or plane come by, so we might be here for a while, don't you agree?"

"Yeah, I guess..." he replied.

"Ok, well... I was thinking...goodness never mind..." she said cutting herself off yet again.

"Sara! Just say it!" James exclaimed in an annoyed tone causing Sara to finally blurt out what she was thinking.

"Ok! I think we need to make sure you're shooting blanks!"

"Make sure? How would we do that?" he asked with a perplexed look on his face.

"Yeah...so it's not like we can just perform a vasectomy out here, so I kind of feel like there's only one way..." she replied as she kept beating around the bush.

"So what are you suggesting? Just spit it out, Sara!" he replied raising his voice in frustration as he just wanted to get on with the fucking!

"I think we need to injure your testicles!" she blurted out quickly as James' eyes went wide with fear and horror.

"You'll need to what?!" he replied in shock.

"I always heard growing up that a kick in the balls could make a man sterile. I'm sorry it's the only way I can think of given our situation," she said looking off into the distance and not wanting to make eye contact.

"So you want to kick me in the nuts until I'm sterile?" he asked still floored by her suggestion.

"I know it sounds crazy, but I think it's the only way!" she pleads.

"And how many kicks do you figure are going to do that?!" he asked abruptly.

"I don't know! I figured they would probably swell up and then we'd let them heal for a day and then I'll kick them again. Maybe I'll repeat it a few times at least."

"At least?! I don't know if I want to do this even ONCE!" he replied frantically.

"Well do you want to have sex or not?! Geez!" Sara cried out a bit flabbergasted still avoiding eye contact.

James continued treading water in complete shock as he contemplated the scenario before him:

Get kicked in the balls and get to have sex, but potentially be sterile for the rest of my life; or

Have no sex at all.

Sara finally made eye contact and bit her lip as she awkwardly awaited his response.

"Ok, I'll do it but I have two conditions," he stated finally breaking the long and awkward silence.

"Of course." Sara replied.

"I don't want to see the hits coming. I want you to get it over with so when you see your opening, just do it, alright?"

"Of course. That is reasonable." she quickly replied.

"And I want a blowjob. One for each kick." he stated candidly.

"How about a handjob?" Sara replied attempting to negotiate.

"I'm agreeing to potentially sterilize myself here, Sara... Can you just put my dick in your mouth for a few seconds?" he said impatiently.

"Ok! Ok! But you aren't allowed to cum in my mouth, alright?" she said finally giving in.

"What, do you think you're going to get pregnant from that too?" James scoffed as he rolled his eyes.

Sara not pleased with his teasing, reached her hand out underneath the water and roughly grabbed hold of James' testicles. His eyes went wide as she began to squeeze.

"You know, I heard men can still get hard enough without these. Perhaps I'll just remove them now," she warned as she yanked them roughly towards her.

James struggled to continue treading water as Sara crushed his testicles in her firm grip and he began to sink, but Sara kept him afloat by holding his balls up further and further towards the surface, causing him to let out a howl as his sack stretched to its max.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" he pleaded.

Sara looked at him momentarily with an evil smirk on her face and let him go as she was beginning to have trouble swimming herself.

"If I were you, I would mind your manners." she smiled as James looked at her, still in anguish.

"Sorry..." he replied meekly.

"Hey, look! There are a bunch of crabs up on the beach!" Sara suddenly blurted out while excitedly pointing.

"Let's get some dinner!" James shouted as he began to quickly swim towards the shore, briefly forgetting about the pain his testicles as he imagined a hot, seafood dinner.

As the two ran soonaround trying to catch the crabs, James almost had gotten one but it dove deep into a sandy cave. He quickly got down on his knees and furiously started digging. Sara quickly ran up behind him.

"Don't let it get away, James!" she cheered as she looked down at him, sand flying between his open legs, zooming passed his hanging cock and balls in the process.

As his hefty sack swung about, Sara thought to herself that there must be a ton of sperm in those balls and that it was probably going to take plenty of kicks to take those puppies out of commission permanently. But Sara was up for the task.

Seeing no better opening than what was presently before her, as if she was back in her goalie days, she lined herself between his open legs and eyeballed her ample targets once more. As if she was trying to kick them across the pitch, Sara launched her foot up into James' unprotected balls with enough force to lift him off the ground and almost summersault him over onto his back. The skin to skin contact echoed throughout the island as her foot connected with an audible thwack.

James screamed out and immediately curled up into the fetal position as held his searing testicles. He soon began to sob feeling a pain he'd never experienced before. Sara knelt down in front of him and began to rub his shoulder.

"You'll be alright, big guy. It'll only hurt for a bit." she said reassuringly.

She continued to stay by his side for at least the next 10 minutes as James finally began to calm down a bit, though still breathing heavy.

"Are you feeling better now?" she asked sympathetically.

"I'm...I'm not so sure...about this, Sara." he said looking up at her struggling to get the words out.

Sara didn't want James to give up after the first kick and decided to throw him a bone as she sat up and leaned in bit. She began to slowly spread her legs wide open from her crouched position, putting herself on full display only a foot away from James' face. He stared longingly into her beautiful, tight vagina.

"This is your end goal, James. Just remember that." she said as she rubbed the lips of pussy slowly while moaning softly, causing James to become instantly hard.

"Please sit on my face." James said out of nowhere still entranced.

"Naughty James!" Sara replied with a smile.

"It's going to cost you? Alright?" she added.

"I don't care. Please..." he begged willing to do anything at this point to taste her.

"As you wish..." she smirked as she straddled herself onto James' mouth.

He wasted no time getting to work as his tongue worked feverishly. Sara began to moan loudly as he expertly plunged deep inside her.

Staying true to her word, as he worked on her, she soon felt the waves of orgasm building throughout her body. With one hand grabbing onto his hair, the other hand reached back and seized hold of his testicles as she bucked all over his tongue and face, drenching him in her feminine juices.

As her powerful orgasm continued to brew so did the grip on James' already battered balls and he was soon squealing into her pussy as she came to climax with his testicles in an absolute death grip. The vibration of his screams made her cum even harder as she grinded her pussy unforgivingly into his mouth, nearly drowning him in her juices.

As she finally came down from her long overdue orgasm, she had released James from her grip and soon enough saw that he had passed out, though she had little idea when. She wasn't sure if it was from pain or suffocation, or both, but she breathed a deep sigh of relief as she saw his chest moving up and down.

Sara got up and casually brushed herself off from all of the sand and headed back to their campsite, leaving James on the beach to recover.

On her walk, she became skeptical that his balls would last long at all.

Part Three

As Amy sat by the fire back at their campsite, she soon saw James hobbling in the distance, both hands cradling his balls as he gingerly walked. As James approached, still looking in a fair amount of anguish, Amy couldn't help but give him a big, evil smile. In all of his pain, he paid no attention to the beautiful, still naked woman sitting before him.

"You alright, big guy?" she asked as she stared into the fire, while poking at it with a long stick.

"Am I alright? You're asking if I'm alright?!" he blurted out getting progressively louder.

"Do these look alright to you?!" he shouted as he removed his hands to show Amy the current state of his testicles.

Amy looked over and her eyes went wide as she saw both of his balls looked completely purple and were now the size of lemons.

"Oh my... those are coming along nicely." she replied in awe looking curiously at the damaged, swollen sack before her.

"Oh my? Oh my?! You almost crushed my balls! I passed out!" he yelled out in anger and frustration.

"I can see you're upset, James, but we had a deal...." she replied calmly trying to deescalate the situation.

"Well I'm thing maybe the deal has fallen through." he replied staring laser beams through her.

Amy wasn't surprised by this but knew she had the ultimate power between her legs as she slowly started to spread them from her seated position on the wooden log.

"If you ever want to put that cock inside of me, you WILL honor our deal." she stated candidly as James soon found himself powerless staring at her invitingly plump pussy lips. He instantly began to get hard as he stared.

"I want you inside of me, James." she said with a "come get me" look in her eye, playing him like a fiddle in the process.

"Don't you want to stick that big cock inside of me?" she asked innocently continuing to coax him along.

James began to slowly nod his head in agreement as if he was under a magical spell, eyes fixed on her beautiful pussy.

"Come closer, James." she said as he appeared to blindly follow her commands.

As James approached, she reached out and placed his cock in her hand. He began to shudder as she started to gently run her fingernails up and down along his shaft.

"Mmmmm I can't wait for this big cock to fill me up." she said now starting to blow on it a bit as she caressed the head of his penis. James let out a loud moan, as his face looked towards the heavens.

Amy began to slowly swirl the pre-cum that was now pouring out of James all over the head of his penis, rubbing him gently with her thumb.

"You don't really want to cancel our deal do you?" she asked knowing he was now putty in her hands as she stroked him.

"I don't know if I could take looking at this big cock every day and not having it inside of me..." she continued still stroking his glistening head with her thumb.

"Mmmmm....but.... but I need my balls, Amy." he replied still looking towards the sky in pleasure.

Releasing her other secret weapon, Amy began to lean forward and soon engulfed him in her mouth, as James released a loud gasp as the warmth of her mouth overtook him.

To say that he filled up her mouth nicely was an understatement, as she struggled to open her mouth wide enough to take him in. He was even thicker than she originally thought.

Sucking on him for only a moment, she suddenly stopped and looked up at James, who looked down disappointedly at her.

"I'll keep sucking if you honor our little deal." she offered with a smirk as she flicked the tip of his cock with her tongue.

James was powerless against her and knew it. He hung his head in shame before nodding hesitantly in agreement. Amy quickly engulfed him once more and began to feverishly suck. It took only a few moments before James felt an emergent orgasm pulsing through his body.

"....I'm.... I'm close...." he warned as Amy withdrew him from her mouth and began to stroke wildly over her tanned, C cup breasts, which she had pushed together with her elbows giving him an inviting platform to spill his seed on.

His swollen, purple balls ached as they bounced around with every stroke, but his mission was not deterred. James looked down and saw the gorgeous woman before him, appearing to be begging for his cum, and the thought of blowing a load all over her breasts became too much for him to control. As he let out a deep moan, she was at the ready and began to pump even faster.

"Cum on my tits, James." she whispered in a come hither tone.

And those five words were all it took for James to release the most intense orgasm of his entire life as rope after rope of his warm cum sprayed over Amy's breasts.

Her eyes soon went wide by the sheer amount of seed that was being released from his pent up testicles onto her awaiting chest.

As he came down from his euphoric high, breathing heavily, he looked down to see Amy looking up at him with an evil smile on her face, his cum all over. He glanced over and soon saw that Amy had balled up her fist and appeared at the ready. His eyes flashed with immediate fear but it was too late as Amy quickly released her fist upwards landing a devastating uppercut into James' now empty and already battered testicles, sending instant waves of agony through his body.

James collapsed to his knees, holding his injured balls and began to softly weep in pain as he held himself, wishing the agony would end.

Amy knelt down beside the broken man and put her hand on his shoulder.

"It'll all be over soon, James. Don't you worry."

Deserving Brother

Deserving Brother

By Bdanman

*

Jenny and her friend, Lisa, laid on the couch while Paul, Jenny's younger, cocky brother, longingly stared at Lisa from the kitchen. The girls had just came in from the hot tub and were sporting their skimpy, tight bikinis. Paul's gaze focused intently on the ample amounts of side boob spilling out of Lisa's small top as he poured himself a drink of milk after his long workout. As he daydreamed, he accidentally dropped the carton causing milk to spill all over himself, the counter, and the floor.

Jenny and Lisa popped up at the commotion and looked into the kitchen.

"What did you do now, meathead?" Jenny asked in an annoyed tone.

"Dropped the milk. No big deal." he replied as he wiped it up and the girls went back to their business.

"You'd probably drop your nuts if they weren't attached to you." Lisa said with a chuckle.

"Why don't you ask Jenny about my nuts. She became quite aquatinted the other day!" he cackled loudly.

Lisa whispered over to Jenny so her brother couldn't hear her as Jenny sat with a look of disgust on her face.

"What is he talking about?" Lisa asked.

"That asshole teabagged me while I was sleeping last week." Jenny added.

"He teabagged you?!" Lisa exclaimed in loud whisper of disbelief.

"Yeah, it was disgusting. He dropped his hairy nuts right on my mouth and by the time I realized what was going on, he'd pulled away and ran off laughing. If I had one more second, I probably would've bitten them off." she replied.

"Even so if that would've been me, I would've tracked his ass down and removed whatever he had hanging between his legs."

"You're telling me you haven't done anything to get him back?" Lisa added in disbelief.

"I kicked him in the nuts once before and my parents grounded me for weeks. It's just not worth it....." Jenny replied in a dejected tone.

"Say no more, Jenny. I'm going to take care of this for you." Lisa declared as a smirk overcame Jenny's face.

As Paul finished cleaning up, he told his sister that he planned to go up and get a shower and to look out for the pizza guy. Their parents had left for the weekend and Paul always took the opportunity to use their large master bath (i.e. his favorite jerk off spot) while they were gone.

"I'm going to have some fun with asshole. See you in a bit." Lisa said as she soon followed Paul up the stairs, stopping at the top until she heard the water from the shower come on.

Lisa waited a few minutes before heading into the parent's bedroom. Peaking into the bathroom she peeked into giant shower and through the glass, she saw Paul bent over lathering up his legs with soap. Her eyes went wide with amazement as Paul's testicles appeared to hang down almost a foot down between his legs. She'd never seen such a low hanging set of balls before and an evil smirk overtook her face.

"This is going to fun." she thought to herself.

She walked up to the door of the shower and slowly opened it. As the door creaked slightly, Paul spun around, startled by the noise and soon saw it was bikini-clad Lisa.

"What the fuck are you doing in here?" he asked not bothering to cover himself up one bit. Lisa walked up to Paul and put her finger over his lips to signal for him to hush.

She began to seductively remove her bikini top unleashing the full view of her ample breasts in front of him. His cock began to spring to attention at one of his biggest crushes standing half naked before him.

Lisa roughly grabbed Paul by the back of the head and shoved her mouth into his, passionately making out with him with her free hand wrapping itself around his cock. He began to let out deep moans as Lisa began to stroke him softly as they kissed.

"You have the hottest nuts I've ever seen, Paul." she said whispering into his ear as she continued to stroke him.

"Mmmm...have all the fun you want, baby." he replied in his moment of bliss.

Exactly what she wanted to hear, but not that it mattered. She was out to inflict some pain on behalf of her friend. Channeling her anger towards boys like Paul, and while continuing to kiss him, she drew her leg back and quickly unleashed her hard knee up between his legs.

It was a knee that spoke for women all over the world as it crashed into his fragile testicles, smashing them up into his body as Paul let out a howl that could be heard from all over the house. He collapsed to the shower floor in the fetal position, coughing violently and instantly sick to his stomach.

Jenny smirked from downstairs on the couch as she heard her brothers scream and knew there was certainly more to come. Not wanting to miss any more of the action, she quickly ran upstairs to the bathroom and stopped in the doorway to see her brother writhing in pain on the shower floor with her topless friend standing over him with a wide and satisfied smile on her face. Lisa looked up at Jenny and gave her a wink.

"I sure hope you weren't expecting any nieces and nephews, Jenny." Lisa laughed.

Paul looked up at Jenny with a combination of fear and rage in his eyes.

"Not one bit. Make them pay." Jenny said candidly staring Paul in the eyes with little remorse as she reflected back on the teabagging incident.

Lisa reached down and roughly pulled Paul up to his feet by the hair. While she didn't get a good look before, Jenny had the same reaction as Lisa as she first saw the freakishly low hanging sack between her brother's legs. Lisa could see exactly where Jenny's gaze had went.

"Quite a set of danglers, huh?" Lisa laughed as she reached down and grabbed Paul by the nuts, causing him to wince.

"Let me go bitch!" Paul cried out.

Lisa absolutely hated that word which invoked a squeeze of rage down onto his already battered nuts. Paul screamed into the air as she crushed his balls between her fingers.

"If you ever want a chance of using these again, you're going to do whatever we say. Got it?" Lisa warned as she continued her grip on him.

Paul frantically shook his head in agreement and she let go of her grip on him as he bent over breathing heavily. After momentarily catching his breath, he soon became angry and oddly emboldened to retaliate. Much to the girl's surprise, he began to charge at his sister and soon tackled her roughly to the floor, pinning her down.

"You're going to pay for this, you bitch." he yelled out as he pushed her shoulders hard into the floor. As he pinned her down, in his blind rage he failed to realize the comprising all fours position he was in. Lisa quickly took action as she darted out of the shower and took aim. As though she was kicking a 50 yard game winning field goal, Lisa sent her foot up between Paul's legs from behind with as much force as she could muster. The sound of her barefoot crashing into his testicles created a loud thwack that was soon followed up by a blood curdling scream and a stream of tears.

Jenny quickly got up from the floor and stood over her brother, who was again writhing on the floor in pain.

"Open up your legs." she demanded in anger.

Paul looked up at her with fear in his eyes knowing he'd made a grave mistake. He shook his head no in a pleading manner.

"Open. Up. Your. Legs." she said again with greater force.

Paul dejectedly and slowly began to open his legs, as his loose sack rested on the cold, tile floor of the bathroom. Jenny took a step forward and placed her bare foot down onto his balls, firmly pressing them into the unforgiving floor, holding back some of her weight. Her brother began to thrash around wildly as his balls became more and more crushed between the two surfaces.

"If you ever put your balls anywhere near my face again, I will eat them for fucking dinner. Do you understand me?" she warned as she began pressing down on him even harder.

"Yes! Yes!" he cried out as his balls turned into nearly flattened orbs beneath her foot.

"I'm sorry. I'm afraid I don't believe you." she replied with an evil smile maintaining and enjoying her power over him.

"Please! Please!" he cried out again attempting to obtain some mercy.

"Look I'm a reasonable person, Paulie. How about we make a deal? Lisa has always thought you were pretty cute..."

"Until I got a look at those ugly nuts!" Lisa quickly interjected with a cackle.

"They are pretty unfortunate. Maybe I should just do you a favor and get rid of them..." Jenny said staring down at Paul who shot back a pleading look that said it all.

"Anyways, as I was saying....Lisa, for some reason, thinks your cute and she's always talked about hooking up with you. So how about this. If you can make her cum in less than a minute, we'll let you go."

"If you can't, well... nevermind...I would just make sure she cums." she added in a threatening tone as she removed her foot from his testicles and pulled up the timer app on her cell phone.

"I think this is a splendid idea!" Lisa said as she began to quickly remove her bikini bottoms revealing her cleanly shaven pussy.

As Paul laid on the floor, Lisa walked over to the counter and picked up a hairbrush. She took the hairbrush and squatted down over Paul's face, her pussy just inches from his mouth. Paul could smell her sweet scent and became instantly hard. Lisa, spotting his hard on, took the back of the hair brush and swatted it down into Paul's nuts as if she was trying to squash a fly, causing him to scream out in pain.

"Get to work, Paulie! Your minute starts now!" she yelled out as she roughly dropped her pussy onto his mouth as Jenny started the clock.

Paul wasted no time furiously going to work on her, his tongue darting all around. Lisa moaned loudly and began to buck around as he pleasured her. Though Paul had no idea she was incredibly quick at cumming, she wanted to up the challenge aspect a bit and soon began slamming the hairbrush into his balls as he feverishly worked his tongue all over, screaming into her pussy with each connecting swat, the vibrations of his screams were driving her closer and closer to the build up of orgasm. Her swats soon became harder and harder as her body shook with orgasm through Paul's shrill screams for mercy.

As Lisa dismounted Paul's face, he was breathing heavily and holding his injured balls, as he looked up meekly to his sister, unsure if he met the mark.

"One minute and two seconds." she announced looking down at her phone and shaking her head disapprovingly.

"Ouch." Lisa laughed mockingly holding her crotch.

"Please, Jenny. Just let me go." he pleaded as tears began to form again in his eyes.

"You didn't seem sorry when you dropped your stupid little nuts on my face, did you?" she quickly retorted.

"I promise I'll never do that again! Please!" he yelled out as he got up on his knees, hands together in prayer.

Jenny stood for a moment, staring down at her pathetic sibling, begging for his fragile nuts, that were dangling so invitingly between his parted knees.

"Close your eyes." she demanded.

"Jenny..." Paul said continuing to plead with her.

"Don't make me repeat myself." she warned.

"I would listen to the lady, numb nuts." Lisa chided.

With a grimace on his face, Paul begrudgingly shut his eyes and braced himself for the worst. And the worst he did receive.

Just as Lisa felt earlier, Jenny drew her leg back as if it was being delivered on behalf of all women and launched it up between her brother's open legs with no regard for his future breeding capabilities. Already battered and beaten, the impact caused Paul to only momentarily scream out before passing out from the pain on the bathroom floor. Jenny stood over her brother in defiance and with an unspeakable feeling of power, breathing heavily.

"I think that'll be the last time he messes with you." Lisa said looking down at Paul's lifeless body in amazement at what she just witnessed.

"Throw him a bone, Lisa. I'm not done with him yet." Jenny said as Paul began to move again, groaning on the floor in pain.

"Do you mean?" Lisa asked looking down suggestively at Paul.

"Yes. Make it good because it will probably be his last." Jenny said as she walked out of the bathroom and headed back downstairs, letting her friend get to work.

Lisa bent down over Paul, who was still groggy and coming to, and grabbed his swollen, purple balls causing him to cry out.

"You better fuck me while you can, kid. I fear these will not be surviving the weekend." she said with a smirk.

The Ambush

The Ambush

By Bdanman

*

Part One

Joe hid behind the bushes, waiting to ambush his sister, who he knew would be frantic given that it was already past her curfew and she had just gotten in trouble recently for being late.

It was ten after midnight before he heard screeching tires coming around the corner and peeling into the driveway. He peeked out from behind the bush and could see that it was his sister's red convertible.

Joe's twin sister, Emily, was always one of the most popular girls in school. She was a senior, cheerleader and captain of the soccer team. Her athleticism was well accompanied by her stunning beauty and well-developed figure. Joe was just your average kid, not athletic at all, and had little to write home about as far as social life goes. He excelled only at video games and watching porn.

As the car came to an abrupt stop, his sister quickly opened the car door, and stumbled getting out. Likely a little drunk, Joe thought to himself knowing his sister liked to party. Struggling in her tall, expensive heels, she made her way as fast as she could towards the backyard where she had planned to sneak in through the back door, which was furthest away from their parents room.

Joe knew her typical tactics and was at the ready, with a dark hoodie pulled over his head, and in prime position to jump out and cause his sister to scream bloody murder, hopefully waking up their parents in the process.

As his sister quickly approached, he perfectly timed her arrival as he popped out from behind the bush and yelled in deep voice "Give me those titties!" as he confronted her face to face with her with his arms outstretched as if he was planning to grope her. He slowly started to move towards her in a zombie-like fashion. Emily let out a startled yell as the ominous-looking man confronted her out of nowhere.

Even in her surprise, she went into immediate fight or flight mode. Given her confidence and athleticism, Emily had only one mode and that was fight mode. She noticed that her attacker had left his legs oddly open as he trudged towards her chest. As her attackers hands got near to her exposed cleavage, she wasted no time taking advantage of his wide open targets and launched her foot up between her brother's open legs, attempting to kick her attacker's testicles straight to the moon. The thin material of her brother's gym shorts did little to stop the blow as her foot crashed without mercy into his unprotected balls. The force of her kick caused him to raise off the ground before quickly collapsing down to it with a scream of pure agony.

As Joe collapsed to the ground, retreating to the fetal position, his hood had fallen back in the process and his sister, now breathing heavily from adrenaline, soon saw that it was her brother who was posing as the "attacker". He writhed around moaning about his balls as she stood over him.

"You dumb fuck. Why would you do that?!" she asked in an annoyed and hushed tone looking down at the worthless heap in front of her and looking around frantically expecting their parents to walk out at any moment due to the commotion.

"Ugghhhhhh...my balls...my balls..." Joe moaned loudly as he continued to writhe around.

"Shut the eff up about your stupid balls, you're going to wake up mom and dad." she said giving her brother a hard kick in the ass.

"Ohhhhh...my balls....you broke my balls..." he continued getting even louder as Emily tried to hush him once more.

Fearing her parents would soon wake up and bust her for being late, she did the only thing she could think of at the time to unequivocally shut him up. Kneeling down next to her brother, she roughly tore his hands away from his crotch and through his thin gym shorts quickly grabbed a handful of her brother's balls and clamped down on them. As she compressed them in her strong grip, her brother went almost immediately silent as if his breath had been completely taken away from him in an instant. Soon all he could do was let out a slight and pathetic moan as his mouth hung agape as his sister crushed his already battered balls.

"If you don't shut up right now, I'm going to turn these little balls of yours into a worthless pile of mush. Do you understand me?" she warned staring straight into his eyes.

Joe feverishly shook his head in agreement and Emily released her hold of him thinking he had learned his lesson. Well... she was wrong.

As if he was making his last stand, Joe sat up and proceeded to let out a final yell at the top of his lungs attempting to wake their parents.

"Mommmmm!!!! Da..."

Before he could even finish the word Dad, Emily had quickly cocked her fist back and punched her brother square in the nose, causing him to fall backwards onto the ground, holding his now bloody face. She was now beyond furious with him as she breathed heavily, towering over him.

As he laid on his back covering his face, she bent down and roughly yanked her brother's shorts clean off of him. With one hand covering his bloody nose, Joe tried to resist with the other but couldn't as he was soon naked from the waist down.

He soon attempted to started yelling again and was quickly cut off by a karate chop from his sister right in the throat. He gagged and gasped at the impact as his hands darted up to his throat, leaving his more vulnerable targets wide open between his parted knees.

Emily smirked as she looked down and saw that his pathetic little cock had sprung to attention.

"Are you getting off on this you little freak?" she asked candidly before launching her foot between his open legs, smashing his low hanging balls into his body.

Joe could not keep up with the onslaught and curled up onto his side into the fetal position. As he moaned in pain, his sister was in no hurry to show him any mercy.

"Get on your knees," she demanded.

"Emily, please..." Joe begged through his pain-filled moans and groans.

"Get. On. Your. Knees." she replied forcefully.

Joe slowly made his way up and onto his knees, his cock still hard and now pointing directly towards his sister.

"Someone seems a little excited to be getting their ass kicked." she smirked pointing down to his crotch as Joe hung his head in shame. She reached down and forced her brothers chin up, so she could look him in the eyes.

Maintaining firm eye contact, she reached her foot out and started softly batting around her brothers balls with her heel-clad foot. His swollen sack swung around wildly as they hung so invitingly down between his open legs. Joe's eyes closed and his body began to shutter uncontrollably as his sister fondled his sack.

"Oh my God, Joe! You are one sick freak!" she blurted out as she stopped playing with his balls.

Joe hung his head in shame and tears began to form in his eyes, though his erection did not subside. In fact, it began to leak heavily, which his sister had also noticed.

"What are we going to do with you, Joseph?" she laughed shaking her head in disbelief.

"Please...just let me go inside." he pleaded ashamed by his sister's discovery.

"Oh no, you've been a bad boy tonight, little Joey. I don't think I'm done with you yet." she replied with a smirk.

"After all, I don't think these pathetic little nuts have learned their lesson yet..." she added as she reached down and held his swollen testicles in her palm, causing Joe to almost cum right then and there.

"How much are you going to give me to bust your balls some more? Now that I know your dirty little secret, I certainly won't be doing it for free," she said tickling the underside of his shaven sack.

“I know you’ve been working hard all summer to save up for college,” she added knowing she had him in the palm of her hand, literally.

Joe's body shuttered again at her touch and Emily displayed an evil smile. As she stopped, he looked up at her in shame, closed his eyes, and hung his head yet again.

"Whatever you want," he replied meekly and defeated.

"That's my good boy," she said as she lightly patted the underside of his sack and started to walk towards the house leaving her brother on the lawn, blue balls and all.

Before opening the back door, she gave him some parting words for the night.

"Oh, and Joey. Plan on taking me shoe shopping tomorrow, okay?

"Goodnight!" she giggled as she blew him a kiss and closed the door.

Letting only a moment pass as his sister disappeared inside, Joe reached down and began to furiously tug at his still rock hard cock recalling in his head the recent series of events.

It took only seconds for his sore balls to smack into the sides of his legs, causing his cock to begin uncontrollably spurting rope after rope of cum all over the yard.

As Joe came down from his euphoric orgasm, he was startled to hear the back door begin to open. He quickly darted his head over and saw that it was his sister smiling from ear to ear.

"You're going to pay for that one," she said candidly.

*

Part Two

Joe woke up the next morning and stood up from his bed, cock standing at attention and swollen balls retreating upwards for warmth as they left the confines of the thick covers.

He reached down and cradled his aching nuts, weighing them gently in his hand, wincing slightly.

"She really worked them over." he thought to himself as he inspected the contents of his swollen sack.

As was Joe's morning ritual, he wrapped a towel around himself and headed to the shower to not only get clean but to also relieve his daily morning wood.

On this particular day, he had a little more content than usual to assist given last nights events and it took him no time at all to stroke out a powerful orgasm that sent waves throughout his entire body. As he came, he imagined his sisters foot crashing into his balls again and again.

"Kick me, please. Come on, kick me." he whispered through his heavy breathing.

After coming down from his fantasy, Joe turned off the water to the shower and opened the curtain. He almost jumped out of his skin when he saw his sister standing right before him with a big smile on her face, wearing nothing but a towel.

"Jesus, Emily! You scared the shit out of me." he exclaimed.

"Thinking about last night, were we?" she said with a wink as she looked down to inspect her handiwork from last night.

"Oh, Emily. Kick me, Emily. Please kick my pathetic little balls." she said with a giggle and in a badgering tone as she grabbed her crotch.

"Shut up! I didn't say that!" he retorted angrily while quickly covered himself up forgetting that he was naked.

"Well you were thinking it...now remove your hands." she said changing to a more demanding tone.

"I wasn't done admiring the results of last night's ass beating." she added motioning him to remove his hands.

Joe let out a deep sigh and slowly removed his hands. Emily reached out and held her brother's balls in her hand.

"Do they hurt?" she asked as she examined them closely.

"Uh...well...they're a little sore, I guess." Joe stammered awkwardly as his cock began to spring to life yet again.

"Well they must not be THAT sore. Someone appears to be enjoying this." she replied beginning to squeeze down on them a bit, causing Joe to wince.

"You came without permission last night, Joe." she added candidly beginning to tighten her grip.

"And you've now cum without permission this morning." she continued squeezing down harder, bringing Joe to a sad whimper.

"There will NOT be a third time. Do you understand me?" she warned now really applying most of her available force onto them as Joe's legs began to shake and he slowly sunk to the ground.

Joe shook his head in agreement frantically, physically unable to squeak out any words.

Emily released her grip on her brother, allowing him to quickly crumple to the shower floor in the fetal position, moaning and holding his balls.

She shook her head at the useless heap before her and waited only a few moments before dropping her towel, stepping into the shower over Joe, and turning the water back on. The quick blast of cold water instantly shocked her brother before it turned warm again and he quickly got up on his knees and turned around to find himself inches from his sister's neatly trimmed landing strip which sat invitingly over her plush looking labia. He could do nothing else but stare at the beautiful sight before him, his mouth agape in shock and awe.

"I'm so glad I don't have fragile little balls hanging between my legs." she said as she looked down at her brother with a smirk as she began to gently wash around her neatly trimmed vagina, the movement of her hand snapping him out of his trance.

He looked up at his sister, who was now washing her perfectly round breasts with small, light pink nipples. He almost came again right then and there.

He wanted to grab his cock and jerk away right there but he somehow managed to resist.

After a few moments of gawking, his sister looker down and scoffed at her brother.

"My God. Men are so pathetic," she said as she kicked her foot out connecting hard with her brothers exposed testicles, which hung invitingly low in the warmth of the hot shower.

Joe's eyes bulged at impact and he instantly grabbed his balls and fell again into the fetal position overcome by pain.

"See what I mean? A little foot to the nuts and you men just crumple to the ground completely useless." she laughed as she crouched down next to her brother and spread her legs wide open so he could get a good look at what made females the dominant sex.

"Look here, Joey. You won't find any balls between these legs," she said as she mockingly smacked her pussy several times with her open hand.

"I'll never know the pain you're feeling right now," she added.

As Joe continued to moan and groan about his balls, Emily became impatient.

"Come on, Joey. Pick your damn balls up and dust 'em off. We've got some shopping to do."

Joe looked over and stared longingly between his sister's open legs and let out a deep breath. He opened his own legs and removed his hands from his balls as if he was serving them up as an offering.

"Please punish them." he pleaded softly with a look of pure embarrassment on his face, avoiding eye contact with her.

Emily began to bust out laughing as she stood up and turned the water off in the shower. She stepped out and bent down to grab the towel from the floor, giving her brother an eyeful of her tight, athletic ass and plush pussy from behind.

Still bent over, she looked around and saw her brother staring straight into her ass and pussy like a deer in the headlights. She had complete control over him and was going to take advantage of every second (and every dollar).

"You are one sick fuck, Joey. Get yourself dried off and put some clothes on," she said shaking her head at the pathetic specimen before her and throwing a towel down at him.

"We've got an expensive day ahead of us," she said as she wrapped a towel around herself, leaving Joey and his blue balls alone on the shower floor.