World of Payne: Thwarted plans

Thanks to anikin for the plot idea. This little two part story features the twins Michael and Will in their teenage years, growing up with their older brother Jimmy.

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: the twins (click for pictures)

Jimmy sat at the kitchen table, munching on a bagel. The 23 year old soccer player was shirtless, wearing nothing but a pair of loose fitting sweat pants. He was home for a couple of weeks, taking a vacation from his job at an English soccer club.

His parents were at work, and he was alone with his brothers, 14 year old twins Will and Michael.

The two blond boys were sitting at the opposite side of the kitchen table.

“How do you like your eggs, Jimmy?” Will asked innocently.

Michael snickered.

Jimmy’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the twins. “What are you up to, you two little rascals?”

Will tried to maintain a straight face. “Nothing.” He smiled sweetly. “So how do you like them?”



Jimmy put the bagel on his plate and looked at Will, then at Michael, then at Will again. “You know how I like them”, he said slowly.

The twins raised their eyebrows.

“You’re up to something, I know it”, Jimmy said, leaning forward on the glass table.

From where the twins were sitting, they had a good view of his crotch. Jimmy sat on the edge of his chair, his legs spread, his knees bent. He wasn’t wearing any underwear, and his genitalia was quite obvious in his sweat pants. The twins could easily identify a large bulge that was his dick, and the two smaller oval bulges underneath where his big, juicy balls were hanging low in their sack.

“We just want to know how you like your eggs”, Will said, an innocent smile on his face. “Do you like them hard-boiled or soft-boiled?”

Jimmy shifted on his seat and his bulge moved.

The twins snickered.

“You’re funny guys, you know that?” Jimmy said, shaking his head. “I like my eggs scrambled, I always---“

Two feet slammed into Jimmy’s crotch simultaneously, each nailing one of his tender testicles dead-on.

“Here you are!” the twins yelled in unison before bursting out laughing.

Jimmy yelped in pain as his nuts were smashed by his little brothers. “You bastards”, he groaned hoarsely.

“You said you liked your eggs scrambled”, Michael said cheerfully.

“We’re happy to help”, Will chimed in.

The twins laughed as Jimmy’s hands slipped into his sweat pants and cupped his aching nuts, his head sinking down on the glass table with an audible bump.

“Yeah, thanks”, Jimmy moaned. “Nice work. You really scrambled them…”

Jimmy spent the rest of the day carefully guarding his equipment. After all, he was going to see a fan tonight, a hot twenty year old girl who had sent him dirty messages via e-mail. Tonight, he was going to put her naughty words into practice, and the last thing he needed was a pair of swollen, aching balls. After all, those two were quite important for the success of most of the girl’s plans…

The twins, on the other hand, had another plan for Jimmy’s juicy plums. And it wasn’t nearly as pleasurable as the girl’s…

Half an hour before he was supposed to leave for his date, Jimmy walked into his room to get ready. He took off his clothes and put on a fresh pair of tight white boxer briefs that he knew made his bulge look great. The thin fabric left very little to the imagination and the girls loved it.

Jimmy looked into the mirror and reached inside his underwear. Carefully, he positioned his dick and his balls so that they were presented the best possible way.

“Yeah”, he chuckled, looking at himself in the mirror. He ran his hand through his hair and put on a facial expression that he thought looked very sexy. “Superstud”, he smiled, repeating the gesture. “Super---“

He was viciously interrupted by a hard, precise blow between his legs.

“---stud!” Jimmy squealed in a high-pitched voice as the pain exploded in his nuts. He doubled over, his hands on his knees, moaning in pain. He turned his head, expecting to see one of the twins behind him, but nobody was there. “What the hell?” he whispered.

Suddenly, there was a second blast to his tender testicles. His bulge flattened as both of nuts balls were rammed into his body.

Jimmy yowled in agony.

When he looked down he saw a hard plastic ball roll away on the floor. His eyes frantically searched the room until he spotted what looked like a barrel peeking out from the closet at waist height.

There was some telltale giggling, followed by hushed whisper.

Jimmy groaned and limped towards the closet, covering his aching nuts with his hands. He reached for the closet doors with both hands, leaving his groin unprotected for a second.

Before he was able to open the doors, another hard, plastic ball shot out from the barrel, slamming into Jimmy’s groin and flattening both of his precious balls like pancakes.

Jimmy howled in pain, his hands holding onto the doorknobs, his forehead bumping against the door. “Oh fuck! You lousy little shits!” he yelled as the pain radiated through his body.

There was some rumbling inside the closet.

Jimmy groaned and closed his eyes.

The barrel moved, closing in on the prominent bulge in Jimmy’s boxer briefs. With less than an inch of air between the barrel and Jimmy’s tender testicles, the next shot was right on target.

There was a little PFFFT sound as the next plastic ball made its way into the open, followed by an impressive THUD as it collided with Jimmy’s poor balls.

Jimmy’s eyes shot open and his jaw dropped. He let out what sounded like “Eeeek.” as his knees met and he slowly doubled over.

Suddenly, the doors opened, knocking Jimmy back and throwing him onto his ass, and the twins jumped out of the closet.

Will and Michael wore red headbands and both of them were armed: Will carried what looked like a toy cannon. It was obvious that this was what had trashed his brother’s nuts. Michael held a wooden axe in his hand.

Jimmy was lying on his back, his face a mask of pain, his knees spread apart, and Will immediately took advantage of Jimmy’s hapless position. He aimed the cannon at his crotch and pulled the trigger.

Another hard plastic ball found its target and slammed into Jimmy’s crotch, crunching his nuts hard and making the handsome guy yodel from the top of his lungs.

“Yesss!” Will cheered. “Right in the nuts!”

Michael lifted the wooden axe over his head and slammed it down between Jimmy’s thighs. Jimmy’s rapidly swelling balls were clearly outlined in his flimsy boxer briefs, and the business end of the wooden axe caught his right nut dead on.

Jimmy screamed in pain.

Will cringed, laughing. “Oooooh, you got the right one. Now go for the left!”

Michael did as he was told, slamming the axe down on Jimmy’s left nugget, squashing it flat.

Jimmy’s eyes lost focus and he let out a retching noise.

“Stop it”, he whimpered.

Michael bit his lower lip. “Maybe we should---“

“Don’t listen to him, Mikey”, Will interrupted his brother. He put the barrel of the cannon right on Jimmy’s ballsack.

Jimmy’s eyes widened.

“Say bye bye to your balls”, Will said in his best Arnold Schwarzenegger voice.

Then he pulled the trigger.

There was a dull THUD as the plastic ball crashed into Jimmy’s nuts, ramming the two juicy plums into his body.

Jimmy’s mouth opened in a silent scream and suddenly his body twitched and jerked.

Will and Michael were shocked.

“Oh my god”, Michael whispered. “What’s happening to him?”

“I--- I have no idea”, Will stammered.

The two teenagers looked down at Jimmy’s boxer briefs. A large dark stain appeared on the white fabric, growing bigger and bigger. Within seconds, the fabric was soaked and clinging to Jimmy’s dick and balls.

“We broke his balls”, Michael said in a toneless voice. “They are broken!”

Will gulped. “What are we going to do?”

Jimmy’s body was wet with sweat. “You little shits!” he croaked. He grimaced in pain and had trouble sitting up straight. His hands found his crotch and he cradled his balls in his hands. “You little shits”, he repeated, moaning and lifting the waistband of his boxer briefs. He peeked inside and groaned.

“Did we break your balls?” Michael said in a frightened voice.

Jimmy sighed, staring at his nuts. “No, you didn’t.” He looked up at his brothers. “But you---“ He paused. Then he grinned weakly. “Let’s just say you made sure that I’ll have to cancel my date tonight.” He sighed.

Michael and Will looked at each other and high-fived.

Jimmy chuckled. “You little shits!”