Chase's Bedroom Closet: The Aftermath written by Jimmy

 

Chase’s Bedroom Closet:

The Aftermath

 

By Jimmy

 

 

“Get me down!”

Caleb was shoved hard into the closet as everyone left to go look for Jayden exiting the room, but not the Kruger cousins. Both stayed, and one had to because he could not get off that wall.

Junior plans on going soon, but this opportunity with his brother in his baseball uniform. Its starch white against the blankness of the wall and highlights the curves of Caleb’s stomach as he struggles, and his small bulge seems a bit more filled out than before. Junior thinks that his older brother might in fact grew…still nowhere near his size of their cousin Logan…but still, not bad.

“I am not ready to do that just yet.” Junior explains, eyes bright as he feasts his eyes on the prize, but Caleb catches his attention.

Growling Caleb curses him “When I get down I am going to beat the living shit out of you!”

Ignoring, and talking over him at the end, Junior pokes him in the center of the chest, and lazily slides it down until it digs into his brother’s belly button and pokes at the small hole. Fingering it with his index finger Junior grins broadly “You can’t do anything until you get down. I have you brother.”

Caleb flexes his muscles, and Junior feels his brother’s tummy tightening but he still jabs his finger in a little deeper until he notices a shudder running through him and Caleb lets out a small gasp.

“Ah…that feels…funny.” Caleb groans, but it’s close to a yearning sound and Junior continues to finger his brother’s belly button over his uniform before he decides to pull up his brother’s shirt a bit and slip it inside and rim the edges of the small dip and poke a little bit more.

A small twist in Caleb’s abdomen and he releases an involuntary grunt and Junior watches his brother’s pouch filling out, and the tiny cock poking out.

“You got a boner.”

The tease makes Caleb flex and shame colors his cheeks with a tinge of pink, reminding Junior of the roses that grow next to their house. Junior tilts his head to the side and lowers that same finger until he is poking Caleb right in the stiffest part of his penis. Caleb does not appear to be breathing. His eyes are wide, and Junior seems to have rendered him speechless.

“I can feel it.”

Junior gives Caleb’s knob a squeeze.

“STOP!” Caleb pleads.

“Fine!” Junior shrugs stepping back after giving Caleb’s small engorged head that reminds him of a cherry Dum Dum lollipop. “I was planning on busting your balls, you see there is this move that I can’t quite get right on the mat it’s an upward thrust, flat hand. It’s supposed to look like I am trying to lift up my opponent, but instead I’m just smacking them in their nutsack. I’m volunteering you, dear brother for the task!”

“Don’t. You. Dare!” Caleb yells.

Naturally Junior ignores him and squats down onto his knees and rears back his hand, he aims carefully at the small lump at the bottom of his brother’s baseball pants and fire his arm up. The shock of the loud THUMP startles Junior and he pauses, hand smashing hard into Caleb’s pelvis. The hardened penis is out of the way and Junior’s palm caught Caleb exactly squarely mashing the small balls until the flattened out like silver dollars.

“That’s exactly what I’ve been meaning to do the whole time! Your tiny jelly beans are perfect for this, thanks bro for being such a good port.” Junior pulls back and watches as Caleb’s small bulge shifts back down and he hears his brother gasp, eyes wide and cheeks puffed up. Caleb moans and curses under his breath.

“Fucker… that really hurt…” Caleb curses and shifts his pelvis, the hardon seems to have swindled a bit which makes Junior start to sing.

Off tune Junior sings the nursery rhyme “London Bridge is falling down, falling down!” On the second down he smacks Caleb again, left hand this time to make sure that he can get it right with either hand. The hard crack of Junior’s palm nailing Caleb’s pelvis with his brother’s nuts sandwiched between makes him giggle.

“This is so easy!”

“Fuuuuuuuuuuuck My Balls!” yells Caleb’s as he immediately moans afterwards “Ugh, ugh. Ugh….oh fu….ughhhhh!”

Caleb’s eyes swim, and Junior recognizes the glazed over look. He knows that pain, and is absolutely delighted to be causing his older brother this much pain.

Junior sees that his brother’s cock has gone soft and he grabs the bellend and squeezes the tip, and Caleb moans unable to stop himself at his younger brother’s soft touch as he rims the penis head with his fingers fattening up the piss tube once again.

“I really need this out of the way…can you just stay hard for a little bit longer? I recognize that you are a 1 minute cummer…but man hold it up, bro!” Junior smiles and jacks him off for a beat, making sure to really grip him hard as he toys with his brother’s joystick.

“…stop…touching…get off my cock…so na…nasty bro.”

Junior laughs “I’m not the one with a hardon. I’m barely touching it…” Junior slips his hand inside his brother’s pants and finds the erection, and it’s so hot to the touch and when he grabs it Caleb thrusts into his brother’s fist. “See…you like it. Don’t lie.”

Shame darkens Caleb’s face crimson, and the heat runs down his neck too and Junior just swirls his hand around his brother’s almost four incher…but he might be a bit generous with his estimation.

“This spike is so hard, like a little nail. Pointy and…eww you’re wetting my hand!” Junior squeezes the head, and watches as clear goo cums out, the pre-cum wetting his palm. Slipping Caleb’s pants down further he gets better access to his brother’s cock and the steady fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap, fap fills the room along with Caleb’s increased breathing as his brother’s blonde hair falls across his forehead as he wrinkles his forehead watching Junior masturbate him, his fist increasing in speed.

Caleb can’t help it, he’s so hard now. He’s lost in the moment, and Junior watches as Caleb closes his eyes close to cumming and he abruptly stops and watches the small willy wiggle in the air like a worm on the hook trying to attack a fish.

When Caleb opens his eyes, Junior’s hand thumps him again in his balls. The small sack was pulled so tight against the base of his hardened erection that Caleb recoils and gasps, his whole body shaking as the vibrations of Junior’s upwards thrust into his pelvis knocks the wind out of him. Gasping his abdomen twists in and out very quickly saturating him with air as the pulses of pain shoot through him. Junior twists his palm feeling the small lumps in his brother’s too tight sack roll around a bit as he squishes the pair flat from another angle.

“OOOOOOOOOOoooooooooo gog, my balls!” Caleb yells as his blue eyes flash open and Junior comes in again, but this time with a punch. Knuckles deep Junior slams home a homerun slam of his hard first pulverizing Caleb’s already tender, puffy balls cracking them flat once more.

Pain makes Caleb jerk, his cock pointing down like a lame wilted undernourished house plant as his world is rocked by Junior pounding away at his scrotum. Caleb’s nutsack resembles well kneaded dough and before Junior pulls his fist away he curls it around Caleb’s soft throbbing nuts, his fingers itching around until he clasps his nutclaw firmly on both testicles.

Awareness and fear make Caleb freeze and tense up as he pleads “Don’t squeeze.”

Junior’s dirty blonde eyebrows shoot up, and he says “You forgot the ‘please’ bro.” Junior squeezes Caleb’s nuts, the small orbs no match for his deft fingers and the nuts squish down under his efforts. The balls contort and resemble mush in Junior’s hand as he intensifies his grip. Caleb can do nothing but take the pain, and grit his teeth unable to make a sound as the pain of Junior’s nutclaw forces him into silence. Junior slowly pulls the small bulge away, and flicking the worn out cocklet as he does so.

Bored Junior gives one final mean twist and steps back, hand on the release lever. “I got what I needed to…see you down at the station…when you can get up.”

Junior soccer cleat foot shoots up, the arch perfect as he strikes both cock and balls with a mean wet splat. Caleb jolts against the wall and Junior yanks on the release valve, the cool metal easily lifts down. Caleb tumbles to the floor landing by Juniors feet and curling into a ball, both hands shoved down his underwear and cradling his small assets.

Almost feeling bad Junior tells him “That’s payback for all the nasty stuff you have done to me over the past few months. Remember this the next time you try and go for my balls or you catch me putting my sheets in the wash again. Be a better brother, dickhead.”

Junior leaves Caleb on the floor howling in despair as runs down the stairs, hoping for good news as he rushes to the police station. Jayden better be freed by the time he gets there, or there will be hell to pay.

 

 

~End