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July 9, 2021

Deserted Island (Parts 4-6)

Deserted Island

By Bdanman


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."

March 26, 2021

The Best Sister In the World (Parts 1-9)

The best sister in the world.

by Mikik144


Part 1


Lola was shocked! She couldn't believe her eyes. Did he really like that kind of stuff? Her brother's phone was on the sofa. There was a video paused on the screen. It showed a naked man on his knees holding his balls and a girl laughing at him!


Lola got closer to have a better look. The title was "Brat Princesses Ballbusting" she didn't know the word "ballbusting" but she could easily imagine the meaning. She heard her brother Max coming back. She stepped away, pretending she saw nothing and crossed Max.


The boy winced. He didn't know Lola was home. That was why he left the phone on the sofa. His heart was pounding. Did she see the video? He quickly took his phone and turned it off. He was so embarrassed and didn't know what to do. He decided to do nothing. Lola didn't say anything when she saw him, so maybe she didn't see the video.


A few days passed and nothing happened between Lola and Max. He thought his secret was safe. But he was wrong. Lola knew about his kinky passion and she wanted to do something about it.


Her intentions weren't to blackmail him and make him her slave. No, not at all. She simply wanted to let her brother know that she knew, that he didn't have to keep the secret with her. She wanted to show Max that she loved him and he could tell her everything. She had the perfect occasion to build a strong relationship with her lovely little brother, and she didn't want to lose it.


The day before Max's birthday, Lola came up with a plan. She waited until her parents left the house, leaving the two siblings alone. Max was in his bedroom reading a manga. Lola knocked at his door, "Max. May I come in?" "Sure"


Max was lying on his bed. He didn't move his eyes from the manga when his sister stepped in. Lola sat on the bed. "I thought it was the perfect occasion to give you your birthday present!" She said with a smile.


Max closed the manga. He looked at his sister but she didn't hold any present. Max was a little confused. "Oh, thank you, sis!" He said and lifted his back. "No, no. Don't get up!" Lola pushed him back on the bed.


"Why? I thought you wanna give me a present'' Max didn't know what Lola had in mind but still he was excited and eager to know what kind of present he was going to get. Lola put and handed over her brother's eyes. "Close your eyes! No peeking!" She said in a sing-song voice. Max held his eyelids closed. He had a little smile on his face. He was enjoying the moment.


Lola waited a few seconds. She closed her fist. She hesitated for a moment. She didn't want to hit too hard. Taking a deep breath she hit her brother in the balls "Happy birthday, Max!" She exclaimed along with the "smack" sound of her fist on his groin.


Max let out an "oooh" opened his eyes and tensed all his muscles. His hands went to cover his crotch. He lifted his legs and rolled on his side. "Ooff. I should have known it was a joke..." Lola laughed at his reactions. She knew he enjoyed the punch. She forced him on his back again. "You can have as many as you want!" She said staring into his eyes.


Max's heart raced. He couldn't believe what was happening. He moved his hands from his crotch. "Am i not the best sister in the world?" Lola smiled. And she was right. She was giving Max exactly what he wanted. It was the best present of Max's life!


"I may handle some more if you have more to give me!" Max said pretending he was joking. But Lola knew very well it wasn't a joke. She noticed how her brother wasn't covering his balls and held his legs a little open.


"Here you are!" SMACK Lola punched again Max. Max moaned and closed his fists to handle the pain. But he kept his crotch on display. Lola was glad he was enjoying the present. "And another one!" SMACK "mmmmm" this time Max covered his crotch. "Thank you, sis! So kind of you!"


Lola laughed out loud. Max pretended to be sarcastic, but it was clear that he was thanking her for real! "Come on, get up! There is another present for you!"


Max got up and stood in front of his sister. She placed her hands on his shoulders. "I bet you gonna love this!" Lola tugged with her foot Max's one suggesting that he open his legs. "I don't think I will!" He said but kept on playing along.


Lola stepped back, "Ready?" "When you wan..." SMACK "Ooooooh.'' Lola kicked her brother in the balls before he could finish his sentence. Her shoes impacted perfectly on the target. Max went down on his knees, moaning in pain. "Did you like it?" Lola asked with her hands on her hips.


Max took some time to answer. He showed his sister his thumbs. "Nice one... ouch!"


Lola knelt down. "Tomorrow you can have more if you want! It's your birthday after all!" Max lifted his eyes to meet hers. " but I’m gonna take off your pants!" She added and kissed Max on his forehead. She left him on the floor with his balls aching.


Max watched her leave the room. Maybe she knew about his secret love for Ballbusting. Maybe, but he didn't care. Lola was the best sister in the world!


Part 2


That night it was hard to sleep for Max. He kept on thinking about his sister and what she did to him in the afternoon. He couldn't get her words out of his mind " You can have as many as you want... but I'm gonna take off your pants..." Max was sure it was only a joke. Just a way to tease him. But the thought of his sister kicking him in his bare balls was too exciting. He knew that probably wouldn't happen, but he was happy to know that Lola was somehow into ballbusting. Maybe she was going to hit him more in the future.


Lola had mixed feelings about what she did. She was happy to know that she gave her brother his best birthday present of all time, but surely it wasn't a normal thing for a girl to kick her little brother in the balls. She felt dirty, like she had done something really bad. Anyway, she knew Max loved it. It was clear. He didn't stop her, he didn't close his legs, he didn't yell at her. No, she hadn't done something bad. She simply gave her brother what he wanted. Maybe she was going to hit him more before long.


The next day it was Sunday and Max's birthday. It was about 9 A.M when Lola knocked at Max's door. "Max. Are you awake?" Her brother mumbled something she didn't understand. "Mum and dad are out. I'll make coffee. Do you want some?" "Yes..." Max seemed to be still half asleep. For a moment Lola thought it would have been fun to wake him up with a punch in the balls. She smiled at the thought. But it was something too odd to do. She went into the kitchen and cooked breakfast.


Max woke up. He was wearing only his boxer and a white camisole. He wondered where his parents were. Not that he cared too much, but suddenly he realized he was home alone with his big sister.


Lola heard Max coming down the stairs. She gulped when she saw him still dressed to sleep. She wondered why he didn't put something on and if he was embarrassed. She couldn't help but notice how his manhood was on display. His balls were covered but easily notable from the shape of his brief. She was a bit embarrassed by his state of dress and decided to not say anything.


Max didn't sit at the table. He placed himself at his sister's right while she was standing in front of the cookers. "Good morning sleepy head! You can sit. Breakfast will be ready in a moment." Max didn't move. "Good morning sis! Do you know where mum and dad are?" Lola turned to her brother. He had his legs opened, just a little, but clearly opened. "They are out for a walk. They'll be home for lunch..."


Lola began to understand. Max didn't have his pants on, he didn't want to sit down and held his legs apart. He wanted a kick in the balls! She smiled at her brother, and he smiled back. She opened the fridge to take some milk. "It's your birthday, by the way. What kind of present do you think Mum and Dad gonna give you?" She turned again to Max.


He was standing with his arms crossed and his legs opened. "Surely not the one you gave me yesterday!" He said with a smirk on his face. Bold and direct, thought Lola. It was like he was asking her to be hit in the balls.


She stepped in front of him. Her knees were so close to his balls. She could hit at any moment. Max was hoping for a kick, even just a little one. He was eager to feel his manhood crushed by his sister. "Oh no I'm sure they won't... oh and by the way..." with a quick motion Lola raised her knee and smashed Max's balls. "Happy birthday, bro!"


Max let out an "ouch" and lowered on his knees. But he didn't close his legs nor covered his groin. " you should close your legs if you don't want me to kick you in the balls!" Lola said smiling. Max shivered at her words. He didn't want to admit he liked to be kicked down there. "Oh no, it's my fault! You're the one who just hit me!"


Lola didn't say anything. She took a cup of coffee and handed one to Max. She sat at the table. Max didn't. Instead, he stood next to her. It was hard for Lola to not laugh at him. He was again in the perfect position for a punch in the balls.


"So did you buy me a real present?"


"Why? You didn't like the one of yesterday?" Lola closed her fist and punched Max in the balls. The soft material of his brief let her feel his balls buckle under her hand. For the first time, she liked the sensation.


This time Max moaned out loud. He held his balls with one hand and bent over. "Oof that was a hard one ouch!" Lola enjoyed her brother's reaction. This time he was in pain for real. "I'm glad I don't have those weak balls between my legs," she said, stroking her crotch. Max loved that! Not only his sister was hitting him in the balls, but she was also blaming him for being a male. It was like a dream come true. "Why did you hit me?" He asked, hoping for some more humiliation. "Why what? I saw them and I hit them! Easy peasy!" Lola stood up. If her lovely little brother wanted a kick in the balls, then he was going to have it!


Max left his cup on the table. And turned to Lola. He didn't have the time to react or say anything. "I saw them" Lola kicked him right between his legs. Max jumped, groaning in pain. Then he fell on the floor holding his groin. Lola laughed. She found the situation hilarious. He was the one who wanted to be kicked and now he was down on the floor complaining about his aching balls. She put her foot on him. "How do you like your birthday?"


Max was half-naked under his sister's foot with his balls busted. It was all his fault. He didn't regret it. "The worst birthday ever!" He said that because he didn't want his secret to be spotted, and Lola knew it.


She didn't want to tell Max she knew he liked to be kicked. She wondered, what he was going to do the next time to have his balls busted?


Part 3


Sam was cheerfully wagging his tail. "Who is the cutest doggy? Who is the cutest doggy? You're the cutest!" Lola playfully petted the dog. Sam rolled over on his back and offered his belly to Lola. "Do you want me to rub your belly? Here we go!" She rubbed his belly, Sam was breathing fast with his tongue out of his mouth.


Lola loved her cutie labrador puppy. When she was in the garden Sam was always around her. He wanted to play all the time. His favourite toy was the ball. He used to bring the ball to Lola and wait for her to throw it. He was so funny when he barked to get attention.


It was a sunny Saturday. A perfect day for a walk with Sam. Lola took the leash and put on her shoes. Her mum, Samantha, was about to leave as well. "I am going out shopping. Want to come with me?" Lola thought about it for a moment but decided to walk Sam. "I'll go out with Sam. Is Max still out with his friends?" Lola said, putting the leash on Sam's collar. "He is. I told him to be home for dinner."


Lola took her phone and texted Max. "Mum is out shopping. I’m walking Sam. Nobody is home. I'll leave you the keys in the same place"


While she was walking with Sam Lola couldn't help but think about Max and his funny behaviour of the last few days. After his ballbusting birthday, he kept on trying to get his balls busted almost every day. He was always around Lola when she was home, always with his legs apart. But Lola didn't hit him a single time. She found it amusing to tease him, talking like she was about to kick his balls. On one occasion he was in his bedroom and called Lola to tell her something. She found him on his bed wearing only his boxers... He was so cute when he acted like that. Lola wanted to have some fun with Max again but she didn't want to do it too often. Only from time to time. She liked to please her lovely little brother with a kick or two in the balls but she couldn't do it every single day.


Her phone buzzed. It was a message from Max. "I'm coming home." It said.


‘Of course he was coming home,’ thought Lola. He wanted his balls busted and he had a good occasion to spend some time alone with her. Lola felt butterflies in her belly. She was in the right mood to play with Max. She wondered how Max was going to offer her his balls this time.


When Lola came back home she found the door open. Obviously, Max came back. She left Sam in the garden and went into her room. She knew it was just a matter of time and Max will eventually show himself with his balls on display.


She noticed her bedroom's door was open and the light was on. She stepped in and Max was there! He was wearing only his boxers and his hair was wet. "Max! What are you doing in my room?" Lola asked, pretending to be surprised by the awkward situation.


"I was just searching for the hairdryer. Do you have it here?"


Lola was standing at the door with a smirk on her face. Max had found a good excuse to stand half-naked before her. ‘Good job little brother,’ She thought. Time to give Max what he was looking for.


Lola locked the door and put the key in her pocket. "It was reckless of you to let me catch you in my bedroom..." she walked towards Max. "...I think I’m gonna keep you in my room for a while. I bet you know what happens to your balls when I find them in my way!"


Max's heart skipped a beat. He finally succeeded. He was about to have his balls busted by a girl. And now what should he do? He couldn't simply stand there and let Lola abuse his manhood. He didn't want her to find his "secret". He covered his groin with his hands "No. Not my balls please!"


"Yes yes, your balls!" Lola grabbed his wrists and moved his hands away from the target. She found it amusing how Max didn't even try to stop her. "Bam!" She exclaimed before smashing her knee into Max's balls.


Max let out an "oof" and instinctively tried to grab his balls but Lola was still holding his wrists. She hit him again, and again for the third time. Max lowered onto his knees and Lola let go of his wrists. He fell on the floor with his hands on his crotch. He enjoyed the moment. And it wasn't over, it had just started.


Lola pushed Max on the floor with her foot and made him roll on his back. She stared at Max. "It's so fun playing with your squishy balls!" She laughed. Max was still covering. Lola decided to be kind and give him an excuse to move his hands. "I won't let you go if you don't let me hit those balls so no more covering!"


Max moved his hands. He was loving his sister for what she was doing. A boner was growing in his boxers, but Lola didn't say anything about that. She didn't want to embarrass Max and ruin everything. Lola took her time to take off her shoes. She wanted to feel his meat crushing under her naked foot. Max was breathing heavily waiting for Lola to step on his balls.


Eventually, Lola raised her foot and stomped on Max's vulnerable balls. Max groaned in pain, or maybe in pleasure. Lola kept her foot pressed on his groin. Her poor brother wasn't able to talk at that moment but only moaned. "Ouchie my poor balls!" Lola mocked him rubbing her hand on her smooth crotch. Then she raised her foot again and stomped one more time on Max.


The pain was incredible, but the only thing he could think about at that moment was the pleasure he was feeling. There was a moment of silence. Max looked down at his massive erection and blushed. That was hard to explain without admitting his love for ballbusting. He began to regret the decision to wear briefs.


Lola was staring at Max's boner as well. She knew Max loved to be hit there and the reaction of his penis was normal. She noticed how her brother was growing in embarrassment about the state of his penis. "Don't be ashamed about that," she said pointing at his penis. "After all it's normal at your age growing an erection when you're half-naked with a girl!"


Max felt relieved by her kind words. "I'm sorry Lola but you trapped me in here and told me to not cover... it's not my fault!" Max began to get up. Lola giggled hearing that. "Poor little boy at the mercy of his sister!" She said and kicked Max's balls before he could stand on his feet. Max lost his balance and fell forward hitting the floor with his knee.


"Aaahhfffff" Max yelled. He rolled on his back holding his knee. Instinctively he closed his legs to protect his balls. Lola grimaced, she didn't mean to hurt him that bad. Surely she couldn't say anything about his knee after what she did to his balls but she was concerned for him.


"That will teach you to not walk in my room without permission!" She exclaimed, helping him to get up.


"Sorry..." Max stared at Lola with his legs firmly closed and his hand on his groin. That was it, he had enough.


Lola opened the door. "Go now... you need to dry your hair." she smiled at him. Despite his aching knee, Max smiled back at her. His aching balls were everything he had bargained for.


Max was forgetting something. Lola opened her wardrobe and picked her personal hairdryer from a drawer. "Here! You need it, don't you?" She acted as if she had fallen into the trick of the missing hairdryer. Max felt like he was the one in control of the situation. Apparently, Lola didn't suspect anything about his ballbusting fetish. She was the perfect sister indeed!


Part 4


Max was super excited for the summer break this year. He was going to spend a week at his parents' summer house with his mum, his aunt, and his lovely big sister Lola. It happened every few years, but this time, Max knew Lola liked to hit him in the balls. And since they were to spend a lot of time hanging around each other, even sharing a bedroom. He knew there would be many opportunities to have his balls busted.


It is a long trip to the summer house, almost three hours by car. So Max planned something to make the journey a little more exciting. He opened a little hole inside the pocket of his shorts. Then he tied a shoelace around his balls and put on his underwear and the shorts. It was a bit tricky but he managed to pass the shoelace through the hole he made in his pocket.


With his balls leashed he sat next to Lola in the back seat of the car. Lola was already sitting watching her phone. His mother Samantha and Aunt Jenny loaded the last few things in the car and sat in the front seats. The trip to the summer house began.


After about twenty minutes of driving, Samantha and Jenny were chatting together and Lola was looking out the window. Max took the shoelace out of his pocket. "Lola..." he swallowed. "I've found this shoelace on the floor... is it yours?" He wanted Lola to tug on the shoelace and maybe hold it for the rest of the trip.


Lola turned to her brother and took the shoelace in her hand. She tried to pull it all the way out of Max's pocket, but it wouldn’t come out. Max winced when he felt his balls tugged on by the string. He covered his crotch with his hand. Lola tugged again on the shoelace wondering why it didn't come out of his pocket. "Did you tie it around your balls?" she exclaimed innocently, just for fun. "It's not mine, weirdo," she said letting the string fall on the seat.


Spotted! Max's plan was a total disaster. He suddenly realized he didn't have a reason for the shoelace to be stuck inside his pocket. He grabbed the shoelace and put it back in his pocket pretending nothing had happened. Luckily for him, Samantha and Jenny didn't pay attention to what was happening in the back seats, and he was sure that Lola was joking when she said he had the shoelace tied around his balls. But still, it was too risky to go on with the game.


After the first hour of driving, Max felt sleepy. He closed his eyes to take a nap. Lucky for him a little of the shoelace was poking out the pocket. Lola noticed the lace and couldn't help but think about what happened earlier. It was really strange that, out of nowhere, Max asked her about this shoelace. Besides that, why was it stuck inside Max's pocket?


Unlike her brother, Lola was a smart girl. It didn't take long for her to figure out what Max did with the shoelace. Max had tied the string around his balls and wanted Lola to pull the string in order to hurt his balls. She only had to try and pull the string.


She took the shoelace and gently tug at it. Max felt something pulling his balls and opened his eyes. His heart went crazy when he saw Lola with the string in her hand. She was smiling.


Max covered his crotch with his hands and pretended to sleep again. Lola pulled the string again and noticed how Max expression changed a little in a grimace. Lola understood she was right. The string was tied around Max's balls.


She thought that after all Max had a funny idea with the sting. If he wanted to have his balls tortured then why not torture them. She began to play with the shoelace pretending she didn't know what she was doing.


Max was in heaven. The pain in his balls was increasing with every tug and the sensation of having his sister holding his balls by a leash was amazing. He wanted Lola to pull the string even harder, but he couldn't ask for that, he could only hope for his sister.


Lola was loving what was happening. She kept on toying with the string pulling it from time to time. Max didn't pretend to sleep anymore. He kept his head turned to the window to hide his expression of pain from Lola.


They were almost twenty minutes from the summer house and Lola decided to gave Max some rest from the torture. She left the shoelace and after a while, Max put it back in his pocket. He was more than satisfied by the long trip and the torture his sister "unconsciously" inflicted to him.


When finally they arrived at the summer house it was evening. Max set his stuff in the bedroom while Lola did the same. Max decided to have a shower before dinner. When he stepped into the bedroom wearing only a towel around his waist Lola wasn't there anymore.


Max thought he had lost an occasion but then something came to his mind. He let the towel fall on the floor and stood there naked. He wanted to be caught naked by his sister!


Lola gasped when she saw Max with nothing on. "Max we're going out for dinner." She said and acted like she didn't care about her brother’s nakedness. She wanted him to know it was a-ok with her if he wanted to stay naked in the bedroom. "I'm gonna have a shower as well" Lola took her shampoo from her bag. "I don't wanna be late for dinner. When I came back I want to see you ready!" She said and headed to the bathroom.


Max was a bit surprised Lola didn't say anything about his state of undress. He expected her to say something like "when I saw your balls I kick them" like she did the last time, but unfortunately, nothing happened. He decided to try again. Still naked he laid down on his bed. Legs open and his balls on display. He took his phone and began to play some silly video game. It was only a matter of time before Lola caught him naked again and not ready for dinner. Max was sure she would be mad at him.


Lola was sure Max won't be ready for dinner. Actually, she began to enjoy being the mistress of her brother. She put on a bra and panties and wrapped a towel around her chest. As she expected Max was still naked when she stepped into the bedroom. She thought It was really funny how he was laying on the bed with his balls ready to be kicked. Max acted like he didn't see her coming. Lola lost no time. She quickly walked to Max and "SMACK" she punched him in the balls. Max yelled in pain. He covered his balls and rolled over the bed. That was a pretty hard punch. Lola took off the towel and searched for something nice to wear. "That's what happens when I tell you to get ready and you don't!" She exclaimed putting on a pair of shorts.


Max was now more than satisfied by what he had gained. He sat on the bed and moved his hands from his crotch. For a moment he turned to Lola and couldn't help but notice she wasn't wearing a top. He found her really sexy. Her breasts in her bra were bigger than he thought.


Lola noticed how Max was staring at her. She turned to him with her hands on her hips. The situation was arousing her. She let Max have a good look at her breasts then she stepped in front of him and grabbed his balls. "If you don't get dressed I’ll pop them!" She threatened, squeezing Max's balls harder and harder.


"Ok ok..." Max managed to say trying his best to not scream. He didn't want his mum and aunt to know he was in pain. Lola twisted her wrist adding more pain to her brother's balls. She enjoyed his gaze fixated on her cleavage and noticed a bit of pre-cum on the tip of his boner. It was like she was about to squeeze the cum out of his balls. Max grabbed her wrist. It began to feel a little too painful.


Lola pulled and twisted and squeezed his balls away from his body forcing him to stand up. Max moaned and began to tremble. "Now dress up or we gonna be late" Lola let go of his balls. "I don't wanna tell you anymore" she added slapping Max hard penis. "Oooh sorry, sis..." Max took a second to recover and began to dress up.


He looked again at Lola. She was a sexy girl and a great ballbuster. He was lucky to have a sister like her. He wanted to hug her and say thank you for the squeezing but he couldn't.


Now he was sure... This week would be full of ballbusting!


At dinner, nothing happened between Lola and Max's balls. Lola wanted to tease her brother with some soft hits on his crotch but Max didn't give her an opportunity to do so.


Unfortunately for Lola, Max’s balls were still aching from before and Max was careful to not expose them to his ballbusting sister. He needed some time to recover and besides that, he didn't want to be busted in front of his mum and aunt.


Before bed, they had a little walk around the town. Max was talking with his mum when he noticed that aunt Jenny and Lola were a few steps ahead and they were whispering to each other. From time to time they turned towards Max and laughed at him. He wondered what they were talking about.


They were talking about his ballbusting fetish. Lola told her aunt almost everything. How she learned about his fetish, how she began to hit him in the balls and, the funniest part, how Max always found an excuse to stand half-naked before her.


Lola wanted to give Max more opportunity to fulfil his fantasies and aunt Jenny was the perfect girl. She was still young and sexy and she loved Max as Lola did.


Now that Jenny was aware of the situation there were two possible scenarios. Jenny wouldn't have done anything with Max but kept the secret or she would have joined the fun. Lola had just betrayed Max by telling his secret to Jenny but now he had potentially more occasions to be busted. Lola knew it was a good thing for him.


Jenny wasn't shocked by what she had just learned. She thought it was funny that Max was a masochist and he wanted Lola to kick his balls. She was somehow fascinated by the situation and wanted to learn more about the relationship between Lola and Max.


When it was time to go to bed, Jenny headed to Max and Lola's bedroom and leaned her ear on the door. She wanted to know if something was going on. The siblings were talking.


"Max! I don't want you to look... turn away!"


"Fine. I was joking..."


Jenny thought she heard the sound of Lola taking off her clothes. She was changing into her nightdress.


"Max! I told you to not stare!" Jenny heard Lola charging over and the sound of a hand smashing on bare skin. Max moaned. It was like he tried not to yell too loud from the pain. Another "SMACK" and another one.


"I can't believe you sleep naked. But I like it. It makes things easier when it comes to slapping you in the balls! It's almost like you want me to hit you in the balls.”


Jenny's heart began to race. Apparently, Max was naked and Lola had just spanked him on the balls. She felt a tingle on her crotch. The situation was arousing her.


"It's hot these days... and... and..." Max seemed embarrassed by the tone of his voice. "... and it looks like you don't mind my nakedness... it's not that I want you to hit me in the balls."


Jenny had a look from the keyhole. She saw Max from his chest down, sitting naked on the bed. Then Lola appeared in front of him. Jenny could see only her back but it looked like she was wearing shorts and a bra. Lola raised her foot and stomped on Max's balls. She pressed her foot harder and harder.


"I know you don't want me to kick you in the balls, but it's so easy reaching your crotch that I can't help but hitting you!"


Jenny touched herself at the sight. "Please Lola, it's hurting..." Max was struggling in pain. "You keep on looking at my boobs, I’ll keep on crushing your nuts!" Lola exclaimed. She moved a little more of her weight onto Max's balls and then finally lifted her foot.


Max was left breathless by the treatment. His penis began to rise. Lola knelt down and opened Max's legs. She began to massage his balls with the tip of her index finger making circular motion. "They're so squishy!" Lola said to tease him.


Max let out an "aaah". Lola pretended to be surprised by his reactions. "Oh my god! Is my finger enough to hurt them?" She said poking his balls.


"You ouch... almost crushed ouch... them..." Max tried his best to speak. Lola's pokes became flicks "of course they are ouch... hurting." Max eventually covered his balls.


Outside the door, Jenny had her hand inside her panties. She loved the sight of her nephew's pain.


Lola got up and put on her pyjama top. "Let me dress or your willy won't make you sleep," she said, adjusting her bra. "I'm sorry... but you're gorgeous sis," Max said. Lola was surprised by that but she was glad to hear it from her lovely little brother. "Thank you, Max!" She moved next to him "I wanna tell you a little secret... I like to see you naked!" She said with a smile.


Max blushed and both went under the blankets without saying anything else.


Jenny thought there was nothing more to see and went back in her room. She was eager to have some fun with her nephew's bit but not to please him, as Lola did, but to please herself.


Inside their room, Lola and Max couldn't get sleep and began to talk to each other. They remembered all the times Lola kicked Max's balls. They both had fun and laughed together.


"You know Max, one of these days I could even pop your balls," Lola said. Max was on his back. He raised his legs and began to touch his penis. The light was off and Lola didn't notice Max was playing with himself.


"I don't think you gonna be able to do that!" Max teased Lola.


"I think I will. First, I’m gonna strip you naked," Max began to masturbate hearing Lola talking. "And I’ll tie you on a table with your legs opened. Then I’ll crush your balls with a meat tenderizer!" She paused and waited for Max's reaction.


His hand was moving faster on his penis. "Mmm, I can handle that!" He said defiantly.


"Ok well and then I take a hot steam iron and flat your balls!" Lola giggled at her own suggestion.


"Okay, that gonna hurt..." Max was about to cum picturing the scene in his head.


"Of course it will hurt and after the iron, I’ll take a vice and slide your balls inside..." Max was so close. " I tighten and tighten and tighten and then POP!" Max came at the word ‘pop’.


He took some time to recover while Lola was still giggling. She thought she had left him speechless. "There’s no way I would just let you tie me up!" He exclaimed.


"Ahahahah... I was just joking." Lola yawned, "won't castrate you! promise. Goodnight!"


"Night sis!" Max felt drowsy and slowly began to sleep.


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Part 6


Jenny woke up early that morning. She was having breakfast in the kitchen, already dressed for the day. Her sister Samantha was still in the bedroom. Drinking her coffee. Jenny thought back to what she had seen the night before. Max naked and ballbusted by his sister!


It was an arousing memory for Jenny. She wanted to try it herself. She wanted to be the one who takes advantage of Max's not so secret fetish. She didn't have any plan and didn't know how to make her fantasy real.


The sound of the shower caught her attention. If Lola was in the bathroom then Max was alone and naked in his bedroom. Jenny approached her nephew's room without making any noise. She had a look inside and she saw. Max there and he was still sleeping.


Jenny walked towards him. The sheet was covering Max only from his waist down. He was shirtless and Jenny knew that, under the sheet, he was naked as well. She reached the sheet and lowered it without waking him up. She was right. Max was naked.


Jenny stepped back and stared at her nephew's bare crotch. His balls were big and a bit red. That was probably Lola's fault. Suddenly Max moved his arms and slowly woke up. Jenny didn't know what to do and how to explain what she was doing in the bedroom. She turned around to leave the room, but Max noticed her.


"Auntie!" Max exclaimed, surprised. He realized to be naked and covered his manhood. He was dying by the shame. "Oh Max, you're awake. I just wanted to ask you if you'd like some coffee for breakfast but I didn't want to wake you up". Jenny said turning face to him. She was satisfied with her explanation. It looked like a good excuse and surely it wasn't her fault if Max was naked.


Max lifted his legs. He was visibly embarrassed by Jenny. "Yes. I'd like some... you should have knocked first."


Jenny smiled. The discomfort of Max made her feel somehow in control of the situation. "Aww but I don't mind if you sleep naked..." she stepped towards him and stroked his hair "...your balls looked soo squishy I wanted to squeeze them."


She headed again to the door when Lola, fully dressed, stepped in. "Goodmorning Lola. Want some coffee for breakfast?" "Sure aunty! Thank you!" "I'll be in the kitchen. Hurry up or the coffee will cool..." Jenny left the room. Now Max knew she’d like to have some fun with his balls.


Lola sat on her bed trying to not laugh at Max. "Did she saw you naked?" Max put on a pair of black boxers. "She did... don't laugh you jerk" Lola was amused by the situation. "Come on Max. I don't wanna drink cool coffee..." She grabbed Max by his wrist and dragged him out of the bedroom. "Wait Lola I’m not dressed!" "Your underwear is more than enough!" "No Lola please..."


Max didn't fight too much against Lola and let her drag him in the kitchen half-naked. Jenny raised an eyebrow when she saw Max wearing only his underwear. She exchanged a knowing look with Lola who winked at her.


Max was embarrassed but he did his best to act normal. It was glad that Lola forced him to go half-naked. It was a good occasion to have his balls at the mercy of two women. Now that he knew aunt Jenny wanted to squeeze his balls, he wanted to give her an occasion to do that.


"I didn't know that you like to wear... let's say comfortably around the house," Jenny said handing a cup of coffee to Max. "Yeah, it's my home after all" Jenny handed him some biscuits.


"It's true you should be free at your own home and... it gives me the occasion to do that!" Jenny slapped Max's balls form below making them bouncing. Max twitched and stepped back. He instinctively tried to cover his crotch but his hands were holding the coffee and the biscuits.


Jenny approached him and slapped his balls again a little harder. "Ouch... stop!" Max stepped back again and his back touched the wall. Jenny stond in front of him. Max couldn't put down nor the coffee nor the biscuits.


He saw Lola gigling behind his aunt shoulders. Jenny was acting like it was just a game but she was getting aroused. "Ouch" she said mocking Max and slapped him balls again.


This time Max bended over a bit and Jenny quickly raised her knee hitting him in the balls quite hard. "Oooo" Max lowered on his knee and Jenny moved back to let him fall on the floor.


Lola was laughing out loud clapping her hands. "Ahahah Max you're pathetic!" Max didn't mind her teasing. He put down on the floor the coffee and the biscuits and held his balls. From his knees he looked up to his aunt. "Why my balls?" Jenny smirked. She had felt his hard penis when she hitted him. It was clear that he like it. She bended over face to face with Max. "Because I like it!" She said with a smile.


Max heart began to race. Aunt Jenny was just like his sister. His chances to have his balls tortured had literally doubled. It was like a dream came true. He didn't even know it a was all thanks to Lola. He thought he was simply lucky. He took the coffee and the biscuits and put them on the table. In that moment Samantha walked in the kitchen.


"What the hack is going on here? Why you aren't dressed?" She was surprised to see her son almost naked. Lucky for Max the dark colour of his underwear helped him hiding his boner from his mum's gaze. Max covered his crotch and mumbled something like "sorry mum" before leaving the room walking clumsy.


Jenny and Lola were laughing watching Max all embarrassed in front of his mum. Samantha started at her daughter and her sister with an inquisitive look. "Relax mum..." Lola took care of the situation. "...it was a prank. I've dragged him out of the bedroom before could dress up just for fun"


Samantha shocked her head. "I don't like him to walk around the house with nothing on. No more prank like that! Am I clear Lola" "Sure sure..." Lola said and sipped some coffee. "What we are gonna do today?" She asked her mum.


Jenny didn't care too much about the program for the day and leaft Lola and Samantha talking about their plans. Actually the sound of the shower had caught her attention. She walked to the bathroom hoping to find Max naked again. Not knowing what to do she hesitated for a moment, the sound of the water wasn't anymore in the air.


In that moment Max opened the door and found his aunt in his way. He was wearing a bathrobe. "Max my dear did I hurt you before?" Jenny pretended to be concerned for his balls. "Oh no aunty don't worry..." He walked to his bedroom to dry his hair and Jenny followed him "Good! Let me help you with your hair. It's my way to say i'm sorry".


Obviously Max didn't want to waist an occasion to be alone with Jenny. He let her in and closed the door.


"Jenny!" Samantha called her sister out loud from the kitchen. A bit impatient Jenny opened the door "yes" she shouted back. She didn't want to lose any time now that she had Max alone in a room. "Me and Lola are going out for some grocery shop. We'll be back soon" that was an incredible case of luck! Now she was home alone with her nephew! She turned to Max and stared intensely at him. Her attitude towards Max had changed drastically.


He swallowed noticing that was something different in his aunt. She approached him and, with her hands on his shoulders, she walked him to a stool in front of the mirror. She made him sat down. "We have plenty of time. Stand still. I'm gonna take good care of you".


Jenny turned on the hairdryer and began to dry his hair. With her free hand she massaged Max shoulders. Slowly and seductively, Jenny hand slided on Max's chest inside the robe. She bended over a bit pressing her breasts on her nephew's head. He was enjoying the pampering.


Jenny's hand was still moving inside the robe losening it more and more. The woman put away the hairdryer and massaged Max with both her hands. "Let me dry you properly." She whispered in his ear. Max didn't reacted.


Jenny's massage had loosen the robe enough to expose Max's chest. "Opsie!" Jenny exclaimed when the robe opened all the way.


Max was breathing heavily. He enjoyed the sensation of Jenny's breast on his nape and let her strip him.


"I see you're happy to spend time with your aunty!" Jenny said pointing at Max's boner. He smirked. "Let me fix that!" Jenny walked in front of him and opened his legs.


Slowly she cupped his balls in her hand and squeezed them. Max moved a bit. "Don't move honey" he nodded at her words. Jenny was oddly able when it came to squeeze balls. She builded up the strength and slowly twisted Max's nuts more and more. She bit her lips in pleasure. The balls moved inside the scrotum in attempt to excape the torture. The grip was getting tighter.


Max endured the treatment with all his might. Judging from his face he was suffering a terrible pain but his penis was twitching fully erect.


Jenny moaned. She felt the balls trapped in her fist. They weren't moving anymore. It was storm of sensations. Jenny tugged Max's balls like she wanted to remove them. She wasn't able to realize how much she was torturing her nephew.


"Aunt...aunt.. you gonna rip them off..." Max couldn't endure the pain anymore. Suddenly Jenny came back to reality. She let go of Max's balls and stepped back. She couldn't believe what she had just done. Max bent over holding his balls. There was a moment of silence.


Jenny didn't say anything she simply stood there watching Max's pain. He was in ecstasy. Instinctively he grabbed his penis and massaged it a bit. That was enough to make him cum in front of his aunt. Jenny gasped at the sight. She felt a bit embarrassed but she knew it was mostly her fault. She patted Max on his shoulder and left the room like nothing happened.


With his hands in his hair and an expression of horror in his eye, Max realized what he had done. Something hard to explain without revealing his secret fetish.


Part 7


When Lola and Samantha returned home from the super market Max was still in his room. What had just happened with his aunt had changed his mood. He felt bad about masturbating in front of Jenny, he was afraid that could had changed their relationship.


Jenny was too much embarrassed by the situation. She didn't mean to go that far with Max and surely didn't expect to see him cum after a squeeze. She had to talk to him before long and tell him she was sorry. After all it was her fault. Max was a good boy, he wouldn't had jerked off in front of her on his own initiative. Jenny was well aware she was the one who started everything.


For the rest of the day Max and Jenny didn't talk to each other. They spent the morning at the beach and in the afternoon visited a shopping center. While the women were having a lot of fun enjoying the holiday it was pretty clear that Max was worried about something. Samantha noticed it. Her son was an open book for her. She didn't lose the occasion to talk to him while Lola and Jenny were trying on some dresses.


Max was hanging around alone in the men's department when his mum approached him. "Max is something wrong? You're in such a bad mood. You should have more fun on holliday"


"It's nothing mum... I didn't sleep well last night. I'm just a bit tired" Samantha felt disheartened hearing her son talking like that. Max's attention was caught by an odd pair of boxers with the drawing of a darts board target on the crotch. "It's ok if you don't wanna talk to me but remember you can tell me everything... hey do you like these boxers? Let's buy them!"


"Oh no there's no need to buy them..." Max said a bit embarassed but Samantha had already picked the boxers. "Don't be ashamed! I think they are nice! It'll be fun if someone hit the center don't you think!" Max smiled at her joke. "Ouch. Not for me ahaha!" He laughed. Samantha was happy to see Max smiling again.


At home the three women sat in the living room talking about the dresses they had just bought. Max was left on the sidelines. "I love your new bra Lola! Isn't it a bit too small for you?" Jenny was checking the clothes. "i don't think so. I've tried it on and it suits!" "later I wanna see you with it on. Oh wow these pants are beautiful. Love your taste in clothing Lola!"


Samantha was enjoying the moment. She had bought something for herself too "what do you think about this skirt? I like it but I need to find some shoes to match." She was showing the skirt to her sister when she noticed how bored was Max. She didn't want to see him like that and decided to engage him in the conversation.


"Max had bought something as well! Why don't you show it us!" she said handing her son the little bag with the boxers in.


Max picked the bag with a smile and opened it. Samantha wondered why that boxers had that effect on him but she didn't care too much. She was only happy to had found something to cheer up her soon and she wanted to take the best out of it.


"no. wait!" she said stopping Max. "go and put them on! It will be funnier!"


Max hesitated for a moment. Walking in a room wearing a target on his underwear with three women could be an awkward situation. Expecilly if you like ballbusting. He thought about it. It looked like his mum really wanted to see him wearing that boxers and he didn't want to be a kill joy. The made up his mind and decided to put on the boxers.


He went in his room and changed into the boxers. He adjusted his penis to make it less noticeable. He was sure the presence of his mum would have helped him not growing an erection.


When he stepped in the living room wearing nothing but a pair of boxers with a board target on Lola and Jenny couldn't help but burst out laughing. "oh my good what are them?" Lola said clapping her hands. "perfect! They suits perfectly on you Max ahaha! Jenny couldn't stop laughing. Max smiled as well. Samantha was glad to see him happy again.


"They are funny! Aren't they. He should wear only them from now on!" she said mocking her son. Max didn't say anything for a while he just smiled and laughed at the women's jokes standing with his legs opened to give them a good show.


From the sofa Lola litfed her foot and touched Max's balls with the tip." target hit ahaha!" Max jolted a little but laughed with his sister. "Lola!" Samantha gave a dirty look to her daughter. "look at this. 100 points" Jenny kicked Max right on the target. "oooof" Max stepped back and bended over. Jenny got up the and positioned her self to kick again "be careful. don't hit him!" Samantha tried to stop her sister but it was too late.


"200!" Jenny shouted kicking again her nephew. Lola was laughing her ass off while Samantha was worried for Max. "why you have to ruin everything. It's painful for a boy. Don't kick him again. And could you try to not laugh at your brother's pain Lola?"


"ah... Ahah... Ahahah" with all of his might Max laughed out loud. He pretended to not be in pain. "it's not that painful mum!" he adjusted his balls. His mum sighed and shocked her head. At least it looked like Max was having some fun as well.


Lola stepped in front of Max with her back to him. "blindly" she declaredand kicked back her foot and hitting her brother ball's with the heel. This time even Samantha couldn't help but smile a bit. She had an idea. She took of one of her sandals.


Lola poked to Jenny and gestured her to look at Samantha. She grabbed the sandals and aimed the target. Max was unbelieving. Was his mum about to shoot a sandal to his balls? She was.


"From the distance" Samantha said and threw the sandal. Due to the close target she hit the center! Everyone in the room laughed again even Max. The hit wasn't too painful. "ahaha that was easy. You were too close" Lola said. "it's true. Try again from a longer distance." Jenny added.


Max walked to the other end of the room and opened his legs. "i'm sure you can't hit me from there!" he said. "don't dare me Max! I'm not the one with a target between the legs!" she teased and took off the other sandal.


"you won't hit!"


"are you sure? I'm quite cabable at darts" She aimed the target.


"ahah i'm sure"


"let's make a deal then! If I hit the target you agree to stay with that boxers for the rest of the evening!"


"ahaha yeah!" Lola said clapping her hands.


"... Ok but if you miss I won't help with the house chores!"


"deal!" Samantha said and again aimed the target.


That was a moment of tension when Samantha threw the sandal. The shoot was fast and straight. "ooooh" Max grabbed his balls in pain. A choir of "yhea" came from Lola and Jenny. Samantha gulped. She didn't mean to hit him so strong. She walked over him amd put her hand on his shoulder. "i'm sure we gonna have fun at dinner this evening." she said looking in his eyes to see if he was ok. "oouch you're really good at darts mum!"


Part 8


"All the evening until bed time!" Samantha said with her hands on her hips. "I'll be fine!" "You'll be fine? With a target on you balls? I won't be so sure!" Max stepped back as his mum faked a kick to his balls.


"Hey Max say hi for the camera!" Lola exclaimed to catch the attention of her brother. When Max lifted his eyes he saw both Lola and Jenny with their phones in their hands. They were taking pictures of him. "Hi" Max replied with sarcasm. It wasn't a problem for him if they wanted a picture of him. After all they did to his balls that was nothing.


Samantha was busy with the dinner while Lola and Jenny were sat on the sofa looking at their phones. Whith Max disappoint the situation seemed to calm down. He thought that later his balls would have been again the center of attention. So he took his phone and sat down as well.


He had a couple of messages on Whatsapp but nothing important. To kill some time he opened Instagram. His heart skipped a bit when he saw the photo Lola had just posted. "Nooo... why??" He jumped out of his chair.


It was the photo of some monent ago. Him with only his pair of special boxers on. "1 like=1 kick" it said. "i'm almost naked... what the hell Lola take down the photo!" He complained with his sister who didn't answer but just smirked.


"Relax Max!" Jenny said. "You're not naked. They looks like a swimsuit. What's the big deal? I have some photos at the beach with only a bikini on. It's nothing to be afraid of."


Max didn't know what to do or even think. He felt an odd mixture of feelings. Anger, embarrassment and sexual excitement. Scrolling down Instagram he found he same picture of him posted by Jenny. "What would you do with a nephew dressed like that?" Was the description. "Oh came on aunt... it's not funny..." it was. It was more than funny. Max began to grow an erection. He sat at the table with his legs crossed to hide his boner.


Ar dinner none of the women hit Max in the balls. From time to time Lola checked her phone to see how many likes she got. Every time she smiled at Max. Samantha and Jenny made some comments about Max's state of undress. His mum loved to see him blushing like a little child. She thought it would have been fun to have him completely naked.


When the dinner was over Max helped his mum with the cleaning. Luckily for him his boner went away. "Oh Maaax!" Lola called in a sing song voice. "Look at this... so many kicks!!" She said showing him he screen of her phone. 74 was the number of likes on the photo. Max blushed and looked away pretending he didn't care. "Oh my god Max!" Samantha exclaimed "you'll be lucky if your balls won't pop!"


"Hear at this" Jenny said out loud to caught the attention. "Blind your eyes and try to hit with a rod!" It was one of the comments on her photo. "My daughter has a nerf gun. I should buy those boxer for her brother!" Every one laughed as Jenny went on reading the comments. "Oh this is funny! Chase him with a wooden spoon!"


Samantha disappeared in the kitchen and went back with two wooden spoons and a spatula. "How about a game of hide and seek... or rather hide and hit?"


"Uh uh mum i'm gonna love this game!" Lola said taking the spatula from her mum. Max swallowed. It was easy to figured out what kind of game they were about to play. "You have one minute to hide..." Samantha handed one wooden spoon to Jenny. "...and..." she was taking time to make up the rules. "If we hit your balls 10 time in 10 minutes we win!"


Three women chasing him to hit his balls! It was a dream for Max. "Ok... set the time... i'll hide..."


"Not so fast boy!" Jenny said and took of her pantyhose. "Hands tied! You're not allowed to cover the target." Max didn't argue as his aunt secured his hands behind his back.


Samantha was about to say something but she didn't. Having Max's hands tied was a bit too much. He was completely helpless. But it looked like he was ok with it and Lola and Jenny was having a lot of fun. "Alright boy one minute to hide!" Samantha closed her eyes and used a timer on her phone to take the time.


It was hard to walk with his hands tied and surely it wasn't an easy task to find a good place to hide. Not that Max minded. Eventually he hide himself behind the curtains in the same room where the women were.


One miute passed and the hunters opened their eyes. "Jenny check the garden. Lola upstairs, i'll search in the kitchen." Max almost laughed. For one minute none of the girls found him. "Jenny is he there?" Asked Samantha walking back in the living room. "No. I don't think so"


"Lola, have you found him?" "No way mum"


"Maaax where are you hinding you balls?" The house was a small one. There weren't too many place too hide. Samantha moved the curtains. "Found!" She shouted and slapped the target with the spoon.


The hit wasn't too hard and Max was able to run away before the second strike. He ran out in the garden where Jenny was. He stopped right in fron of her. "SMACK" Jenny didn't lose any time and strike the second hit. This time Max felt the pain. "Aaah" he moaned and ran back in the house.


He didn't see his mum lurking next the door and "SMACK!" the third strike. Max bended over but with his hands tied he wasn't able to protect his balls. Samantha hit him again and again Jenny was able to reach the target from behind.


Max jumped and hardly walked away to come up against Lola who had quikly ran down the stairs. Her spatula found the target with an hard.


Max was surrendered by his tormentors. The pain made him fall on his knees. "Now! He's on the ground!" "Seven!" "Eight!" "Nine" they took turns hitting the target. Max tried to roll on his back but they kept him in position pushing with their feet on his shoulders. "TEN!" Samantha striked for the last time. "Wooow victory!!" All the women celebrate the success laughing toget her and clapping their hands. Felt a bit humiliated by the situation. Jenny posed with her foot on his chest. With the wooden spoon in one hand she made the victory sign with the other. Lola took the photo. "I have to post it!!"


Samantha bended over. "It looks like the man had lost! It's everything ok Max?" Max nodded with his head. "Don't worry. You were lucky. I wanna a rematch!"


Jenny and Lola smiled to each other. "Oh Max i'm afraid to say you gonna lose again! Enough fun for today. Bed time! You can wear your clothes again." Samantha said.


Max and Lola headed to their room. "I've just checked the post on instagram." Lola whispered in his ear. "82 likes..." Max gulped. "Hihih i'm gonna give you all of them!"


Part 9


Max took a shower and put on something for the night. It was the last night of vacation. The next day they'll ride back home. That was a shame judging by how good things were going for his balls. First Lola spanked them bare naked then aunt Jenny joined the fun and eventually his mum was involved in the game.


Max laid under the sheet and checked his phone. The instagram picture Lola had posted before was quite arousing. "1like=1kick". It has 90 likes and they are still increasing. Being alone in the room Max couldn't help but touch him self. Lola was under the shower.


There was a couple of comments under the photo. One was from Ashley, a nice looking girl Max had a crush on. It said "nice!" and nothing more. He didn't know if Ashley was into ballbusting but she liked the picture of him wearing only a pair of boxers with a target on and that was enough to get him excited.


Slowly he reached his penis and began to masturbate thinking about Ashley. In his mind she was wearing only bra and panties and was making fun of him after an hard kick in the balls.


Suddenly the door opened and Lola stepped in. She had a towel wrapped around her chest although she was wearing bra and panties underneath. Max gulped when he saw her and moved his legs up to council his hard on. "Did I interrupt something?" Lola asked standing in front of him with her hands on her hips.


"I wasn't doing anything. what should you had interrupted?" Max pretended to not understand her sarcastic question. Lola knew he was masturbation. She could tell that by his expression. She let the towel fall on the floor. "Oh well, if you say so..." She walked toward the mirror flaunting her almost naked body to her horny brother. She loved giving him blue balls. She brushed her hair in front of the mirror. Max was starting at her. Lola saw him watching in the reflection.


She put on a withe tight shirt for the night. It suited perfectly around her breast making it quite noticeable. "So Max let's see how many kicks in the balls you gained until now"


She sat on Max's bed and checked her photo. "Uh uh 97! Almost three digits!" She said with a big smile. Max noded and sobbed. "I guess my balls won't survive that..."


"Oh don't worry I gonna be gentle. They're so squishy and cute I love to play with them. I don't wanna break anything!"


Lola smirked when she noticed how Max was blushing. "Oh you're blushing! Is something going on down there? Is because you want me to squeeze your balls or because you saw me in bra?" She said pushing out her chest rubbing her hair. "...don't know what you're talking about" Max eyes were gulted to his sister's breast.


"Oh really?" She gently pushed down his knees and a bulge popped up through the sheet right at his crotch level. Lola giggled like a child. "What's this then?" She poked a few time the awkward bulge with the tip of her index. "Balls or pee pee?" She asked sarcastically.


"Pee pee..." Max roller his eyes. He desperately needed to masturbate and his sexy sister wasn't any help to calm down him. Lola knew that Max was completely at her hands. She moved the blanket to out line better the shape of his balls and traced them with the tip of her finger. She was fascinated by how squishy they felt. Max squeezed his legs for the pleasure. She was thinking without say anything. She wanted to play again with Max's balls now that she is alone with him. For the first time she wanted to play for her own fun and not to please her brother.


"Mmm I was thinking...since It's our last night here.... would you like to play a little game?" "Sure why not?"


Lola clapped her hands with excitement. "It's like the 'touch my body challenge'... but with a twist..." she took away the blanket. Max was wearing only a shirt and a pair of boxer. "What kind of twist?" He asked while Lola was searching for something to blind him. She smiled but didn't answer. She used a shirt like a blindfold and made sure Max couldn't see anything.


She climbed on the bed and made Max open his legs as far as he could. "Ok! I gonna make you touch a part of my body. Let's see if you guess witch it is!" She waited a bit for suspense then she gently lowered her left elbow down into Max's balls.


He winced at the contact "ouch!" Lola pressed down a little harder making Max's balls slide away. "Oooh" instinctively he grabbed Lola's arm and push it away. "Noo! You can't use yours hand..." She was a bit upset for that.


"Sorry..." "Put your hands under your ass and no more touching... you can guess only with your balls..." Max noded with his head. Again Lola made some pressure with her elbow. "It's your elbow!" "Oh geez of course you guessed well. you touched my arms..." she was angry by the tone of her voice.


"No hands this time!" She slapped Max's balls to emphasize her words. Lola laied on her side between Max's legs. She moved her right shoulder to make contact with Max balls. This time Max didn't freak out. Lola didn't made too much pressure.


"Wich part of my body is?" "Your knee?" "No!" Lola slided up with her body making a little more pressure "...aaahh your heel?" "Nooo!" She laughed and pushed her shoulder into her brother's balls more harder. Max was in pain. He had to guess right before his balls pop! "Your head? I don't know!" He said quickly. Lola laughed out loud. "Ahahah take off the blindfold!"


Max didn't lose time and took away the shirt on his eyes. He saw Lola with her shoulder pressed on his crotch "Oh! What the hell!" He said keeping on moaning in pain.


"Ahaga I won this match! Blind your eyes again!"


This time Lola stond on her feet. To trick Max she bended over and pressed the palm of her hand into Max's balls. "Your foot?" "No!" "Your leg? "No!" Like she did before with every "no" Lola builded up the pressure. "Ooooh your hand??"


"Right!" She smiled and gave Max a moment to recover. She thought about the next move.


"This gonna be hard!" Lola knelt down between Max's legs. She bended over resting her weights on her arm. Her breast was right over Max's balls. She lowered her body and her boobs touched Max's crotch. "So witch part is it?"


Max didn't feel any pain. Something soft was pressed on his balls. "I don't know..." Lola tried her best to make some pressure on her brother's manhood with her breast. Max moaned feeling his balls under an unkown part of his sister's body. "Is it your ass?" "No..."


Max was really confused. He didn't say anything. He was feeling something warm and soft gently hurting his balls. He enjoyed the sensation. Lola smiled with satisfaction watching how her brother wasn't even able to speak. "Take off the blind!"


"Oh..." Max moved back a little when he saw his balls under Lola's boobs. "Ahah don't be embarrassed!! I won!"


Lola get up laughing at the discomfort of Max. She letf him speechless. "Since I won I need a prize!!"


"Wait you didn't win. We are even. I guessed right the elbow and the hand but missed the shoulder and... the breast"


"The elbow doesn't count. You touched it remember... so as prize I want you to sleep with your balls tied!" Lola smiled showing Max an hair tie.