Family affairs: Sleepover (part 2)

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Previous parts:
Crazy cousins
Daddy's boy
Safety first
Good sport
Helping Hand
Sleepover (part 1)

Featured in this story: Logan (click for pictures)

Logan’s night had been rough.

Rougher than expected.

When he had finally given in to his cousins’ wishes of having a sleepover in a tent in the garden, Logan had not deluded himself.

Sharing a small tent with a two hyperactive boys was not going to be a relaxed, calm affair. Caleb was 12 year old, and his brother Jayden was 10 year old. Both of them were fireballs, bursting with energy and excitement, and he hadn’t expected them to go to sleep at eight and wake up twelve hours later. But nothing could have prepared him for what had turned out to the worst night he had ever had.

After his attempt at pranking his cousins by dressing up as a monster had horribly backfired and left him with a pair of very, very sore testicles, they had retreated to the tent where Logan had struggled to keep Caleb and Jayden away from his aching nuts.

They looked like angels with their blond hair and their blue eyes, but they had a devilish penchant for attacking Logan’s big, plump nuts whenever they got the chance.

Logan knew that he had probably encouraged them by overdoing it on the hilarious pain reactions and pandering to his delighted audience, by hamming up the funny noises, the cross-eyed grimaces and the soprano one-liners. Somehow, they had turned into ballbusting maniacs, targeting his precious nuts with the zeal and the passion of peanut butter manufacturers trying to build a monopoly.

He had managed to keep them under control by playing some innocuous games, by reading to them and focusing their attention on the adventurous nature of their sleepover. That way, he had avoided further damage to his aching nuts, except for a dozen or so blows that had been mostly accidental.

When the boys had finally gone to sleep at around midnight, Logan had been lying awake, jammed between his cousins, his nuts throbbing and aching in his boxers.

Whenever he had finally dozed off, he had been roused by a careless knee or an inadvertent whack with a fist as they boys turned in their sleep.

At first light, Logan had finally fallen asleep.

Less than two hours later, suspicious murmur and giggling found their way into Logan’s consciousness.

Logan let out a groan.

“He’s waking up”, he heard Jayden whisper.

“No, I’m not”, Logan muttered sleepily.

“He’s awake”, Caleb announced with all certainty.

Logan groaned.

Suddenly, a sharp pain in his crotch made him open his eyes. “God”, he groaned as his eyes focused on Caleb and Jayden who were kneeling on either side of him.

Between them, Logan’s boxers were tented by a prime example of morning wood.

Caleb and Jayden were eyeing the strange phenomenon with a mixture of curiosity and awe.

Suddenly, Logan was wide awake. His first instinct was to shield his groin from his cousins prying eyes – that’s when he noticed that he couldn’t move his arms and his legs.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Caleb and Jayden.

“We tied you up”, Jayden said as if it was the most natural thing to do with a beloved cousin. His eyes were fixed on Logan’s boner and he tentatively nudged it with his fist.

The majestic erection swung back and forth as Logan let out an incredulous groan.

“You were asleep”, Caleb explained, “and we wanted to play.”

“Well”, Logan said, smiling weakly. “No problem, let’s play. Why don’t you untie me, and we’ll play.”

His cousins giggled.

“Guys”, Logan said slowly. “Untie me, and we’ll play.”

Instead of an answer, Caleb gave him a hard punch to the dick.

Logan let out a yelp. “Fuck!”

Jayden laughed.

“That’s a dirty word!” Caleb chided Logan cheerfully before bringing his hands together and sending them down on Logan’s crotch like a hammer.

Logan grunted in pain. “That’s not funny”, he said in a strained voice.

“Isn’t it?” Caleb asked with an innocent smile.

“No, it’s not!” Logan groaned.

“I think it is”, Jayden said and followed his brother’s lead, smashing his fists down on Logan’s crotch and flattening his hard cock and his throbbing balls into his body.

Logan screamed in agony. He tried to free his hands but the two little rascals had done a very good job tying them together.

“God”, Logan groaned. “Where did you learn to tie knots like that.”

“The Boy Scouts”, Caleb shrugged.

“It’s pretty easy”, Jayden chimed in. “We can teach you if you want.”

“Not right now”, Logan mumbled, squirming.

Due to his movements, the tent in his boxers was shaking wildly.

Finally, Logan let out a sigh. “Come on, guys, untie me”, he pleaded.

Caleb ignored his plea and pointed at Logan’s hard cock. “What is that, Logan?”

Logan blushed. He had no intention of initiating a sex ed lesson right now. “It’s just a bump. It’ll go away very soon.”

Jayden bit his lower lip. “Maybe we should help you make it go away.”

“What?!” Logan’s eyes widened. “No, no, I don’t need your help, I---“

“I bet it’ll go away if we jump on it”, Caleb said, getting up and preparing to jump into Logan’s lap.

“No! Don’t!” Logan protested. “It will not---“

With a cheerful laugh, Caleb jumped on Logan’s crotch, flattening the tent and making Logan yodel in pain.

Logan’s cousins were delighted by Logan’s reaction.

Logan’s high-pitched screams and anguished wails mixed with his cousins’ cheerful laughter as they took turns jumping onto Logan’s sore balls and his fat erection.

“Stop it!” Logan shrieked, but he couldn’t dampen his cousins’ enthusiasm.

Again and again Caleb and Jayden jumped into Logan’s lap, eliciting all kinds of funny noises from their poor cousin.

Suddenly, Logan’s shrill screams changed into guttural groans and his body stiffened. His pain-contorted face turned red and he was breathing heavily.

Jayden and Caleb stopped their onslaught and stared at Logan’s crotch. The tent had suffered quite a bit under their feet.

But now, as Logan was grunting and moaning, the tent in his boxers was moving wildly.

The fabric dampened as Logan shot his load inside his boxers, forcefully extracted by their unsuspecting cousins.

Caleb and Jayden stared at Logan’s crotch, worried expressions on their faces.

Even in the throes of his orgasm, Logan managed to be considerate towards his cousins. He knew they hadn’t meant any harm, and their frightened faces made him feel sorry for them even though he was in the middle of one of the most painful orgasms that he had ever experienced.

There was nothing he could do to stop his forced ejaculation, but he could make sure that his cousins didn’t feel bad about this potentially traumatizing situation.

“Don’t worry”, he croaked, his body convulsing, his face cortorted in pain, as jet after jet of cum shot out of his dick, soaking his boxers. “Everything’s fine.” He let out a wheezing groan and closed his eyes, his dick spasming and spurting inside his boxers as his throbbing balls pumped out his seed. “Everything is fine”, he repeated hoarsely.

“You’re in pain”, Jayden said slowly, his lips quivering.

Logan groaned.

“Of course I am! Stop acting surprised!” he wanted to scream. “You busted my fucking balls and squished a fucking load out of them!”

Instead, he lied as convincingly as he could while his precious sperm was sputtering into his boxers. “I’m not”, he croaked. “I’m just acting.”

Jayden’s face lit up.

Caleb wasn’t convinced, though. “You’re not acting”, he said firmly. “You’re hurting really bad.”

“No, I’m not, believe me”, Logan insisted in a strained voice.

He wished his dick would stop shooting. But he was a big shooter, and he hadn’t ejaculated in more than a week. His balls were working hard to pump out more than seven days’ worth of creamy spunk.

“I’m fine”, Logan grunted through his gritted teeth, breathing heavily. “Don’t you think this is funny?”

Even though his fake smile didn’t look very convincing, his cousins bought it.

They burst out laughing.

“So funny”, Logan groaned, his body relaxing.

Finally, his orgasm died down, and the final batch of his load oozed out of his dick inside his boxers that were completely drenched in his sticky seed.

“Now untie me, please”, Logan moaned.

Jayden started fumbling with the rope at Logan’s feet.

Caleb got up and smiled at Logan who had his eyes closed, breathing heavily as he recovered from his forcefully involuntary orgasm.

“Jayden, look”, Caleb whispered conspiratorially to his brother. Then he brought his foot up and stomped down hard on Logan’s damp boxers, flattening his drained balls and his withering dick against his body.

Logan’s reaction made his cousins cry with laughter.

His eyes opened wide, watered, and crossed instantly. His mouth opened and closed rapidly as he gasped for breath, making him look like a fish out of water. His eyebrows rose and a guttural groan escaped his lips.

“Oh god”, Logan whimpered as Jayden and Caleb were laughing hysterically.

They untied his hands and feet, allowing him to curl up in a ball as they left the tent and ran towards the house.

“Breakfast!” they yelled cheerfully as they stormed through the garden.

Logan closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

His nuts were aching and his cum-soaked boxers were clinging to his crotch. He reached inside his underwear, cupping his sore, empty nuts.

“Fuck”, he mumbled.

The almost sleepless night and his recent orgasm were taking their toll, and he dozed off, snoring evenly.

Less than ten minutes later he was rudely awakened when his father stuck his head into the tent.

“Ugh”, Bradley grimaced. “The smell in here…”

Logan’s eyes opened and he stared at his father.

Bradley’s gaze wandered to Logan’s crotch and clicked his tongue disapprovingly. “Logan”, he said, shaking his head.

“It’s not what it looks like”, Logan muttered, blushing as he pulled his hand out of his cum-drenched boxers.

Bradley chuckled. “I think it’s exactly what it looks like: As soon as your cousins were off you felt the need to rattle the snake a little, huh?”

Logan’s face was beet red. “Dad!”

Bradley grinned at his son’s obvious discomfort. “Come on, breakfast is ready. But please go upstairs first and change into something less… wet…”

Logan crawled out of the tent and got up, sheepishly covering his crotch.

Bradley waited for him, grinning. “That’s quite a load you shot, son.”

Logan rolled his eyes. “Dad! That’s disgusting.”

Bradley shrugged his shoulders. “Disgusting? Well, I’m not the one who’s got cum dripping out of his pants.” He pointed at Logan’s crotch. “And your dick is showing.”

“What?!” Logan’s eyes widened and he looked down, pulling his hands away from his crotch.

“Made you look”, Bradley chuckled before smacking Logan’s crotch hard with the back of his hand.

Logan let out an anguished wail and folded like a deck chair, much to the amusement of his father.

“Oooooh, I bet that hurt”, Bradley grinned, looking down at his son who was writhing on the floor.

He turned away and walked towards the house, smiling happily, leaving his son behind.

Logan was clutching his crotch, moaning and groaning as a new wave of pain washed through his body.

“Come on, son”, Bradley said cheerfully. “Your coffee is waiting. We’re out of cream by the way. I’m sure you know the feeling…” He laughed at his own crude joke as he entered the house.

Logan let out a deep sigh and groaned as he got up. “Yeah, right”, he mumbled, clutching his battered balls inside his damp boxers. “Very funny.”