Logan's "Little Brother?" written by Jimmy

 

 

Logan’s “Little Brother?”

 

 

By Jimmy

 

 

 

Months ago…

 

“So…you want to be a big brother?” asks Krueger. “I thought that you liked being an only child?”

 

“Hey! That’s not fair Dad, he’s had it kind of rough and—”

 

Bradley puts up his hands at the table. It’s twilight, and the light is filling the house as Bradley says “All I’m trying to say is that, it’s not going to be easy. He’s fifteen, a teen growing into an adult. It will happen quickly, but while you are with him he’s going to be an asshole.”

 

Logan chuckles, a wry grin spreading on his face. “Don’t worry, I already know that. And, I am still going to do it. I made a commitment Dad, and I’m going to watch out for Chase…at least until he is eighteen.”

 

“Okay fine, but at least do a trial run.”

 

Logan stands up from the table, he’s still sweaty from his latest wrestling match. He wants to finish his burger in peace and take a shower. “Dad, I am not going to subject Chase to a…”

“Not with Chase. This is a trial run for you. I’ve got an idea. I’m going to ask one of your cousins to stay here for the weekend. You have to make sure and not kill him. Think you can do that?”

 

“I’ve babysat for them before, that’s no big deal.”

 

Bradley grabs Logan’s arm leaning in to tell him the clincher, “But this time… he will be alone. You will have to provide for him all the entertainment and make sure that he doesn’t die on your watch. Think you can do that?”

 

Logan grins, “I’ve got this.”

 

A week later…

 

“Hey bro, are you out of bed yet! You’re supposed to drive me to school today! And it’s picture day so we got to go!” Caleb hollers from down the stairs. Trying to do his best to look cool without trying too hard. “Come on, you can finish jerking off in the car. If you don’t come down I’m coming up there!”

 

Upstairs a groan is heard along with a beeping alarm clock. The shrill sound echoes as the bedroom door opens and a half naked guy leans against the wall. “Whaaat?” It’s been a long week already, and he hates waking up extra early…Middle School sucks, and Logan is glad to be in High School and done with the early wake ups.  Sadly for him, Caleb is still on that schedule.

 

Half-awake Logan blinks rapidly yawning and stretching. “Huh?”

 

Logan blinks again, Caleb’s words starting to register. “Bro…it’s so early. Isn’t it the weekend?” Logan turns around reaching down to look for a shirt in the pile of clothes that are scattered everywhere. Logan’s been calling him ‘Bro,’ for days….trying to normalize things.

 

Caleb runs over and grabs a random shirt from the floor, unaware that it’s covered in cum. He lifts his brothers toned arms and slings the shirt over him. He grabs him by the waistband of his gym shorts and starts pulling him. “Come on come on, we’re already late let’s go!”

 

Laughing Logan reaches over and grabs Caleb in a headlock screaming “Noggy time!” and drills his knuckles into Caleb’s head, and squeezing his face closer under his armpit. Making sure to really make him smell his funk. “You love my armpit!” Logan laughs. “Your head fits perfectly right in there!”

 

Logan feels Caleb’s feet scratching screeching across the hardwood as he loses his balance and forced fully against Logan’s tight frame. “You got me up extra early dummy, you got to suffer the consequences.”

 

“Come on, let me go! You’re messing up my hair and it’s picture day! You smell like a locker room. Let me go!” Caleb yells.

 

“Picture day, you little scamp!” Logan gives him another nudge his knuckles scrapping back and he reaches down after releasing him from the headlock to grab the back of his underpants, the folds of the elastic and seem twisting in his grip as he heaves Caleb off the floor. “Don’t forget to smile!” Needing both hands now as Logan lifts Caleb off of the floor Logan dangles him and bounces his little bro watching as he spins and twists trying to get free. “Wedgie!”

 

“Bet you wish that you woke me up nicer!” Logan drags Caleb to the door feel the elastic band stretch taught and slicing through his nether regions which must be a real bitch.

 

“Now baby bro…you should always give me sometime before being so rude right?” Logan spins him around until he is face-to-face with Caleb. He’s so high up now that his feet can’t even touch the floor. “I like my shut eye.”

 

Logan winks, blowing him a raspberry watching Caleb dangle like a leaf stuck on a tree in a windstorm.

 

“Put me down. This isn’t fair! You said you would drive me! And you’re bunching my underwear and balls together!”

 

“Not your raisins!” Logan laughs throwing in another bounce or two like a basketball, hearing the air whooshing in and out of his bro as he struggles against his underpants as they stretch longer and longer. “Besides…these ones are all dirty. I should wait until they snap! Then you can get a new pair, hahah!”

 

Logan is having too much fun to stop now that he has gotten going. Caleb is indeed his favorite toy, he even squeaks when you….Logan cracks Caleb’s bottom flat up against the doorframe, his brothers nuts crushed against the beam. Logan hears the faint squish and knows that he got at least one of those tiny nuggets. “But if you want a hurt nut or two to cry about that should help!” Logan says laughing loudly.

 

“Ahh aaaaaahhh leave my balls alone ahhh eee!” Immediately because of the strangled hold of the wedgie, Caleb’s nuts and dick get tangled on top of each other! And with Logan adding pressure and pressing them into the doorframe the ball that’s in the middle of his sack is getting squished like a sandwich. Caleb doesn’t even know which ball it is because of his position hanging so and they’re so tangled!” His voice gets squeaky, “P…please, please it hurts so much… you’re gonna burst them I just know it. Stop… stop… stop! I’m gonna pass out!”

 

Logan slams him once again against the frame for emphasis and making sure that he really nailed his brother good. It’s not as much fun if you don’t get both of the little spuds. “I heard that crack!”

 

Upon both of Caleb’s balls flattening the sandwich ball gets dented, he shudders. This sharp feeling to his genitals causes Caleb to start heavy stream of pre-cum from his limp cock. As if his dented ball had to release the pre-cum it had built up.

 

Caleb’s mouth opens and he makes a weak moaning noise.

 

“I… I… I …… I have no more balls!”

 

Stopping. Worried now Logan lowers him to the floor and roughly grabs his pants and underwear and yanks them down. “No way, bro…” Logan inspects his findings and grabs Caleb’s nads one in each hand feeling the squirmy testes.

 

Logan sighs in relief as he feels two full, albeit squishy throbbing nuts in Caleb’s sack. “Naw bro… you just leaked a little.” Logan grins, his devilish intent as his fingers curve inwards pressing deeper into his brother’s scrotum.

 

 “But…now that they are in my hands…I might as well squeeze a bit harder. I’m so up close and…personal,” Logan chuckles looking up at his wounded brother’s expression.

 

Logan’s fingers squeeze Caleb’s balls, they are smaller than his own but in reality descent in size and shape, the fullness of his brother’s scrotum rather impresses him. He remembers Caleb’s balls to be marbles. These are so much more fun to squeeeeeeeeze. “You getting bigger brother, fuck man…still not bigger than mine.” Logan slides his thumbs ups and along the base of Caleb’s stock turning the dick to view at an angle. “Bet I can make you get…excited.”

 

“Bro please, let go” Caleb begs. He feels humiliated and his balls feel like they’re losing their life.

 

Caleb can’t take what he knows is gonna come next. He’s also been a grower and never a shower. He’s always been embarrassed by having a small appearing cock, but also embarrassed that when hard is cock now gets up to 8 inches. He just wants to fit in and have an average cock that looks average all the time. He already knows it’s too late. The sticky pre-cum on his cock makes him feel it more closely as he starts to firm up

 

Logan’s eyes widen, his blue eyes turning into saucers as unbelievably Caleb’s stem transforms from a little twig, into a long strong branch reaching half-way up along Caleb’s navel. The head crowns pink, and the glistening is a clear goo as Caleb’s cock pokes into his inner belly button bumping the small knob protruding. Logan grins and says in a hushed tone “You are not my baby brother anymore.” Logan is so impressed, shifts his hand to hold both of Caleb’s balls; his grip like iron squeezing the trembling nuggets as his free hand slowly touches his brother’s stock.

 

“You got a stiffy little bro, and it’s a big one!” Logan laughs but he’s too busy with his hand giving Caleb a little stroke.

 

Logan’s laughter ends as he holds Caleb’s member tight. “Looks like you are getting…excited!”

 

Logan swats at the fully erect cock, hearing the crack as the bulbous head bounces off of Caleb’s lower abs leaving a few strands of pre-cum trailing between the skin and the erection reminding Logan of Spider-man’s webs. The cock bounces back and Logan’s takes it back in hand, doing a slow and steady jerking motion as the fap, fap, fap, fap picks up. He pauses staring at his little brother, his smile widening. “You’re so fucking hard right now.”

 

Caleb feels utterly humiliated. His face turning red and it only makes him pre-cum more. His older bro has always held the prize of approval for him and to be humiliated and praised in such a way is overwhelming. Caleb can’t decide if he wants to cry or cum.

 

“Come on let’s… huh huh huh” Caleb starts panting unable to finish his sentence.

 

Trying again Caleb says in a desperate voice “Please if you don’t stop I’ll …..uh…uh…uh…uh.”

 

“You’ll what little buddy?” Logan asks, staring to pick up speed. His fist is really moving quite quickly up Caleb’s cock, his fingers moving up and down slicked up by Caleb’s own juices. “Are you gonna squirt with that big squirt gun? I bet you still fire blanks!” Logan laughs, and shuffles his own feet. His own cock is buried and rather uncomfortable in his underwear as he stretches his own erection outwards. He can deal with that later but for now he decides to slow Caleb down by digging in his thumb into Caleb’s nut feeling the orb squish against its twin.

 

“You are looking kinda red in the face there, bro!” Logan laughs, and increases his handhold on Caleb’s ball bag another notch and tugs the scrotum away from his body. “Don’t want you to make a mess on your shirt before picture day…maybe you should take it off.”

 

As if the speed wasn’t enough digging into his balls pushes his past the edge and his cock starting to shoot off cum like a coke can shook to many times. The cum splatters on both him and his brother and lets of a low growl as his orgasm overtakes him and Caleb groans as he continues to shoot.

 

“Oh shit!” Logan is amazed that Caleb was so quick to squirt. He rides out his brother’s orgasm rocking his brother’s cock up and down and rolling the churning balls in the tight little sack as Caleb spews his load mostly now onto himself.

 

“Fuuuuck bro. I didn’t know you had it in you!”

 

Continuing to jack off Caleb, Logan beats his brother’s meat as the cock squirts out a few more blasts of goo and stops. Logan pumps him a few more times watching him shudder before stopping completely and just holds Caleb’s balls captive and smiling down. Logan rubs the sensitive red tip with lazy thumb flicks as he refocuses his attention a bit lower. Logan squeezes the trapped nuts once again before he takes his shirt, and starts to dry off his chest. “Looks like you’ll need to change bro…you made quite a mess! You wouldn’t want to be all crusty for picture day.” Laughing Logan turns to leave but not before swinging up his bare foot into his brother’s slightly spread thighs and nailing the nuts between his brother’s cheeks. Logan can’t help but laugh at the move and the hard CRUNCH that follows. “Be right back…shower time.” Logan drapes his wet cum shirt over Caleb’s head and steps past him into the shower to wash off leaving Caleb to deal with the latest injustice.

 

Caleb can hear him whistling as the water turns on and Logan steps into the shower, his good mood traveling through the door to his ears.

 

In the bathroom, Logan is standing under the streaming hot water remembering the past few minutes fondly and rubbing his own erection as he hears his younger sibling moaning beyond the door. Logan grins at his own devices and cleans off Caleb’s semen, the small but heavy gloppy blobs falling down the drain. He is not in there long before he tucks the towel around his waist and plows through the steam and past the cloudy mirror and out the door. Caleb is still in the fetal position and Logan can’t help but laugh at him as he heads to his bedroom to change, leaving the door open in case his brother wants to spy. Moments later Logan is standing against the door frame staring down at Caleb, and asks “You ever gonna get up? Your nuts are too small to really hurt for too long.”

 

“You wouldn’t understand. Your nuts have never been tested like mine have.”

 

“Hahaha, and for good reason. I’m smarter than you, little bud.” Standing tall and smug over Caleb, Logan smiles down at his younger sibling looking defeated before him. The satisfaction drips from him when he tells him “You’ll look great in your photo today; it’s sure to be a winner.”

 

With just his towel around him, Caleb looks up and starts to see up his older brother’s towel as it sways back and forth. The pain to his balls feels like a heavy wet pressure against him that keeps shifting. With his cock drained, there’s nowhere else for his attention to go to but his balls and Caleb looks absolutely miserable as he stares at his throbbing scrotum.

 

“I’m not going to school today. You ruined my yearbook outfit. I’m calling in sick and I’ll take the make-up photo tomorrow.”

 

“Hahaha, too late now!” mocks Logan standing proudly over his younger brother. “You have to go, you’ll get in so much trouble if you don’t. Besides I think that you’ll look great with that stain right there!” Logan points to Caleb’s shirt, distracting his younger sibling and he slides his foot over Caleb’s nuts on the floor keeping his toes nestled around the nuggets, which remind him of small robins eggs. “Unless you need some….motivation to get going.” Logan squeezes Caleb’s balls with his big toes feeling the slippery orbs squish down against the hardened pads of his feet.

 

Caleb begins to squirm and moan, “Let go! Let go now! I’m not going to school today! Fuck off.”

 

“My, my! What a little temper tantrum!” Logan lowers himself down to the floor, his towel fanning around his legs almost covering his feet besides the one between his brother’s thighs. Logan’s body lowered down further squishes his brother’s balls, the young nuggets squishing further between the small spaces between his toes. Logan delights at the sensation of Caleb’s nut meat spilling between the gapes while he grins wider now facing him face-to-face. Logan tilts his head admiring the gasps and moans coming from him, and enjoying the wounded look on Caleb’s face.

 

“Naughty words get you…punishments, Caleb. I’ll take the liberty to deal those out to you!”

 

Caleb grimaces as he feels his nuts condensing smaller and smaller under the pressure of his bros toes “Do whatever you want” he spits out “I’m not going to school today” as two big crocodile tears roll down his cheeks.

 

Logan stops for a moment letting up just a bit. Seeing Caleb cry stops him in his tracks and Logan lifts up his chin, swiping at both eyes. “Hey…I’m just fooling around. No need to cry bro. You can go to school and get that hot pic.” Standing up Logan has to catch his towel, as it moves to drop from his waist and he pulls Caleb up to his feet begrudgingly and gives him a hug. “Come on” Logan says patting his back. “Let’s pick out your best shirt, and I’ll fix your hair….okay?” Logan gives a wink pulling out of the hug and as he rubs Caleb’s back affectionately, going smoothly in semicircles as he holds his younger brother close to him.

 

Caleb goes along with bro. In his weakened state he can’t do much, but goes through the motions. “I can’t even stand with my balls like this. Call me out of school. I don’t have any other clothes to wear anyways. We’ll both get in trouble being this late to school.”

 

“Bro I got you. You can use some of my much cooler clothes from my closet. Let’s see…we could try…” Logan pulls on Caleb’s arm dragging him to his closet. The double doors open to an array of clothes, all hung up precisely by color and fabric and Logan grins widely down at Caleb.

 

“See, this is going to work perfectly.”

 

Logan places a few items up to Caleb’s chest, but it’s the leather jacket that he really likes and he drops it over Caleb’s slim shoulders. It was too small for Logan, but it was his first one and he never wanted to part with it but the cloth rests perfectly on Caleb’s shoulder. Logan crisps out the sleeves looking over his shoulder and says “Nice, right?” and gives him a wink.

 

Logan’s fingers slink along Caleb’s sides and pulls at the waist of Caleb’s pants to strengthen it out and slides one hand over the crotch and goes “Your growing into a man now Caleb, go strut in this.”

 

Caleb shoves his brother off of him. “Unless you have something that’s gonna stop my balls from feeling like they’re on fire I’m not going. And I would never wear this in a yearbook photo! I’m gonna look like a poser.”

 

“Caleb…I got another idea!” says Logan as heads down the stairs to the kitchen and grabs some ice. He takes the stairs two at a time and heads back to his younger brother and pulls his shorts open and pours in some ice cubes into the pouch of his underwear. When he’s finished Logan pats the crotch of Caleb’s pants and rubs in the ice.

 

“This work?”

 

The twinkle in Logan’s eyes seem to gleam as he runs his hand along Caleb’s icy pouch, the coldness leaking through the material and chilling his fingers.

 

Logan’s fingers continue to twist the ice around, and the balls and tube of Caleb’s cock slip and roll with the ice in his underwear.

 

Caleb jumps at the cold touch of the ice on his nads. “No… no… no! That isn’t hellllping!” Caleb squeaks out.

 

Caleb sees something called nut powder on the shelf. “What is nut powder for?”

 

“I forgot that we had it!” Logan’s eyes widen. “Wanna try it?”

 

“What does it do?”

 

 “Never tried it.”

 

 “But we can.”

 

“I’m not gonna be your guinea pig. You try it out!”

 

“I thought that you were desperate….but until then,” Logan rubs the cubes around to ice Caleb down.

 

“I’m not desperate! I’m not going to school!”

 

 “Caleb you are going. One way or another.”

 

In a fit of angst Caleb grabs the nut powder and rips of Logan’s towel. He grabs Logan’s balls and starts hitting them with the top of the bottle covering his junk in powder

 

“I’m not going! We’re already late!”

 

Logan busily playing with Caleb’s crotch slowly drops his mouth open as his towel is pulled free. Caleb’s fist with the bottle hits his groin, pinging his nuts side-to-side and he grits his teeth. “Bro!” Stepping back he takes his towel to slide the powder off annoyed at Caleb and whips his towel with a wet snap hitting Caleb in his bullseye. Caleb’s nuts crack against the strike and Logan watches Caleb’s bulge cave in around the blow.

 

Caleb immediately falls to floor and cries out as he feels his tender balls getting the sharp hit.

 

“Fuck you!”

 

“Give me that bottle maybe it’ll help. Do you feel fine?”

 

Logan’s wet towel seems to have taken almost everything aloft and he says “Yeah, I feel fine. Do it.”

 

Caleb begins reading the bottle “It says apply a thin layer and let dry and don’t touch. It says warning do not wipe off as this will rub in the product. If done, please seek medical assistant quickly. Bro, you shouldn’t have wiped it off with the towel.”

 

“Dude it was so fast. It’s fine.” Logan rises an eyebrow “You just want to feel my nuts but that’s not gonna happen, bro!”

 

Logan takes the bottle to toss in his trash can. “Let’s make sure that this thing does not spread. Just in case.”

 

“I’m telling you bro look at the label!”

 

“It will stunt your growth.”

 

“It said it could cause swelling, blisters, burning, discoloration, itching and more!”

 

“Yeah…it was on for a second. Chill bro, but I appreciate your concern. But if you really want to check out my boy’s maybe we could compare. Sack to sack, so you can see what your family jewels will look like when they get big and heavy like my pair.” Logan grabs his bulge giving it a hearty squeeze and also showcasing the sheer size of his magnificent lumps in his cupped hands.

 

Logan turns to put on some underwear giving Caleb a little show as he turns so he can see how well he fills them out. Logan’s heavy sack pulls the material downward further illustrating the dominant pair of family jewels in the bedroom.

 

Logan’s gives his junk a little tap and amazes himself by the heavy sway of his balls as the rock in his sack, giving his lower regions a pendulum like action. The swaying of his big nuts, gives Logan the opportunity to walk up to his younger sibling and offer him a unique opportunity. “We should compare. Come on…put your sack against mine, Caleb.”

 

“I’m not gonna let you rub your infected balls all over mine! Now I told you I’m not going to school so I’m going back to my room.”

 

Logan rolls his eyes and finally decides that he has had enough. Grabbing Caleb roughly over one shoulder he prepares to leave the house, but stops with Caleb swinging over his shoulder because he is practically naked. Grabbing a pair of shorts and a t-shirt from the floor he heads towards the door, Caleb grumbling the entire way. Logan ignores him and grabs his keys and puts on his crocs and exits the house. “You’ll be fine, Caleb. Some would even say you had a fine morning….after all you got to get your rocks off!” Logan jokes before depositing him in the passenger seat and closing the door. Logan buckles him up next, but just as he is about to undo the seat buckle Logan punches him square in the nuts, his fist flattening Caleb’s bulge to his pelvis. “Stay buckled Caleb…or else.” The threat is clear as the Caleb’s nuts, so recently punched slowly reform from the the blow back to their original state. Logan whistles as he shuts his door heading to the other side of the car and climbs in. ‘This is going to be a fun ride,’ Logan thinks as he turns on the car the purr of the engine fills the small car.

 

Patting Caleb’s chest, Logan leaves his hand flat against his brother’s frame as Logan feels Caleb’s body running through the staggering jolt, pain, and then agony of the latest low blow. Logan starts to reverse the car, his hand spread and holding onto Caleb’s pecs tightly as he reverses the vehicle.

 

Caleb doesn’t know what to do. With every hit to the balls he feels disoriented. He feels like a lifeless husk of just balls at this point. He’s considering a counter attack, but not while driving. They start to approach a yellow light. This is his chance. As the light turns red Caleb slams his elbow into Logan’s bulge. His hefty balls propped up by the car seat make it a plump and easy target. It’s almost comforting to his elbow plowing into two juicy pillows. For extra effect, with his same arm, he makes a fist and slams it down. Pressing Logan’s balls into the car seat. Caleb takes off his seatbelt and quickly departs from the car. They’re not too far from home and he can walk or run back.

 

At the stop light Logan is grabbing his balls, hunched over and laughing saying “That little shit….”

 

Logan’s balls sharply pulse out shooting white hot pain that seems to radiate heat between his cupped fingers. Caleb is off and out of the car before Logan can take a long shaky breath. The light begins to change color, and he swerves the wheel pulling an immediate turnabout making the car behind him to blare on their horn, the loud cursing coming through the windows and the distinctive “Asshole!” follows him as he takes off after Caleb.

 

One hand stays firmly between his legs, and Logan still laughing at the sudden pain winces as the ache begins to take over. “I’m going to get you back for that, the little fucker.”

 

Logan knows exactly where Caleb is going: home. Speeding up, Logan takes a turn and goes a faster way to their house and pulls the car into the driveway and sets up a little ambush to Caleb when he comes along the sidewalk. Logan waits for him in the driveway, his balls now no longer bothering him much. They are a dull ache, but still he can’t help but be impressed with Caleb’s ability to nail him. He’s just going to make sure that Caleb pays for this transgression.

 

“If Caleb thinks staying home is going to work for him…I am going to make him regret it,” Logan whispers to himself waiting and listening for Caleb to come around the bend and nail his little brother.

 

Caleb see his brother’s car in the driveway and decides to go into the house through the back door. He goes up to his brothers room and finds the nut powder and starts applying it to his underwear and pants to be safe. He sprinkles some in his brother’s bed. He starts putting it everywhere he can think.

 

Caleb thinks that something in his brother has snapped and he wants vengeance, but he’s not sure. Maybe he’s jealous of his younger bros growing manhood.

 

Caleb goes around the house trying to set up more traps for his brother. He doesn’t want to continue to get beaten up while his parents are out of town.

 

Caleb goes around the house double locking all the doors. His brother is going to have to beg to get back in.

 

He starts to go through his brother’s things to see if he can find any other dirt on him. He decides to add hot sauce to the numerous bottles of lube and lotion he finds in his brothers room.

 

In his workout bag Caleb sees a cup. He decides to put it on for extra protection ‘I’m safe now’ he thinks.

 

Caleb finds his brothers bebe gun under the bed. This is the perfect way to let his brother know he’s home. From the window he sees his brother crouching in the pushes. He decides to take his best short at his dangling bulge. “Here we go” he says before pressing the trigger making contact with his brother’s obvious bulge.

 

A loud yelp is heard from the driveway as Logan pops up holding the back of his pants where he was shot. Logan winces as he holds his backside his buttocks was hit by some kind of bug and he starts hopping around looking around on the ground for the bug that got him. “Son of a bitch!” Logan spins around again to see the insect and sees a flash of tiny ball drop to the ground. Puzzled for a moment Logan considers what it means and immediately jerks his head up looking for his younger brother in the windows to his house and spots him and tells “You little dick!”

Caleb sees he has been spotted, perfect. Upon seeing Logan turn around he lets off three more shots at his crotch hoping to make a connection with his targets.

 

Logan’s eyes widen as he spins around, still holding his butt when Caleb’s barrage of bullets strike, two in his upper left thigh which smart but don’t bother him too badly. It’s the third which strike true hitting him in his plump left nut. Logan’s eyes widen and he lets out a high pitch help. “Fuuuck!” Logan grasp at the smarting spot just below the lower half of his ball. Not giving Caleb another opportunity to shoot at him with his own gun, Logan runs to the front door and discovers it locked. Logan is not detracted from his mission and opens the door with his own key.

“Caleb…you are going to get it!” Logan thunders and enters the house.

 

As Logan opens the door he is stuck as Caleb has put the chain on it. Only allowing the door to open ajar. But that is all Cody needs. As the door opens Caleb, on the other side, points the BB gun directly through the door and places it an inch away from his brother’s bulge. “Should’ve just giving me a ride to school this morning when you had the chance” he retorts before firing five simultaneous shots into his bros bulge.

 

Logan’s crumples on the other side of the door, grasping his stinging sack each blow catching him fully and he kind of twists his back hitting the door in a spinning awkward pirouette. Logan’s body hits the door hard and the door sways in its frame shaking along with Logan’s lower thighs.

 

“You…little shit!” Logan shudders, not believing that this is happening. He closes his eyes, his hand cupping his sore balls. The throbbing makes Logan groan once again as he continues to lean heavily against the front door. “You are so….dead.”

 

Logan’s voice comes out like a growl, and drops with venom. He’s going to destroy Caleb.

 

“Aww poor Logan. Maybe we should inspect the damage like you did to me. If you want back in this house you’ve gotta take off all your closes and through them through the opening in the door. Got it?”

 

Caleb delights as he sees his brother in the same he was in earlier

 

Logan hangs his head between his knees taking some deep breathes. His brother’s words not only infuriate him, but intense Logan to strike the door with his fist. The wood strums with his strong hit, and causes the door and chain to rattle and that’s when Logan feels it. The chain is loose, looser than it was before and he slowly stands up and takes a full step back knowing that he is going to pay for this later but does not care in the least and boots the door as hard as he can. The door bangs hard the chain folded almost to the brink and Logan strikes it again. The door unable to withstand the full throttle second kick swings open and hits the wall just as it moves to close Logan rushes in, grabbing the gun and staring at his brother with crazy eyes and snaps the gun over his knee. “Now, you are in for it!”

 

Wood and splinters rain down on the floor and he drops the childhood toy of his to the ground, as Logan steps in his blue eyes thunderous. Logan grabs Caleb’s shirt and hauls him up into the air so that they are eye level and pulls him up to eye level. “So dead.”

 

Logan twists his knuckles in Caleb’s shirt and practically rips it down the middle as he slams his younger brother against the wall, feet spread far apart as he watches the fabric split with satisfaction. “I am going to make you wish that you were never born.”

 

Logan’s anger thunders around the room, as he pulls the shirt off of him and tosses the fabric to the floor and pulls his arms up above his head trapping his arms and watches Caleb squirm. Logan delights in this and licks his lips as he leans down to whisper in Caleb’s ear “You thought what I did to you was bad last time, I was being nice then. Not anymore.”

 

A small noise distracts Logan and he turns his head in the direction and spots the door closing with a small click. It was the wind, and Logan harrumphs turning back to face Caleb and finish him off.

 

“No more distractions will save you now, Caleb. Your balls are mine!” Logan lifts up one knee, and plants it right in between his brother’s legs hitting the bottom of Caleb’s sack with a dull thud. The blow resonates around Logan’s knee and he feels his younger brother’s balls squish up against the taint and buttocks the nutmeat trying to escape the hardened thigh of Logan’s swift and brutal maneuver.

 

It feels good to be nailing his brother again. Logan had no idea that he would enjoy this so much. Yes, he’s hit other guys in the nuts on occasion but giving it out to his brother trapped against the wall squirming and unable to free himself is a turn on that he would never believe. Plus, Caleb might actually like this…after all he came in his pants earlier. Maybe Logan could make him do so again. Logan grinds his knee in Caleb’s sweet spot, watching the knee twist in and around Caleb’s bulge both flattening out Caleb’s plump nuggets and rolling the piss tube as he does so.

 

“You messed up, Caleb….and now you know it” Logan says through gritted teeth, his bare teeth lips pulled back in a fierce grimace.

 

Caleb is in shock as the front door bursts open. His grand plans burning into ash. As Caleb feels his brother’s knee slamming into his balls he thinks for a second he’s going to pass out as a result of fear, but the thud against his grapes sends a jolt through his entire body. It’s as if his balls have become D batteries, heavy but electrifying. For a moment he is actually enjoying it, “more” he thinks––and his brother obliges.

 

His brother starts grinding his knee into his nuggets and the static spreads through his body. The potential energy held in his manhood becomes kinetic as his blood starts pumping. It’s as if the only thing that exists are his two flattened nuts. But as his brother applies pressure to his cock, suddenly there’s a third entity in this black hole with him. His soft cock getting attention starts to send jolts through his dick and he can feel a pulsing tingle. “More” he thinks. “MORE!” He thinks. “MORE!!” He mistakenly shouts. The isolation of his awareness fades as he becomes aware his brother is with him. As his surroundings start to come back into awareness his ethereal static charge becomes more of a shock of lightning to his plums and he lets out of scream, “Fuck my nuts. They’re gonna pop! It hurts so much! Please bro, have mercy!”

 

Logan feels it. Logan can feel Caleb’s penis, it’s getting thicker and filling out along his knee as he presses it in and out of Caleb’s thighs nailing his balls…but he slows. Logan starts to take his time thumping Caleb more gently, and working his knee-cap up and down Caleb’s growing dick feeling his younger brother getting more excited as he presses into him. “I think….that you like this, Caleb. You want me to keep going.” Logan does not phrase it as a question. He keeps up the treatment to Caleb’s balls and cock waiting until he gets a full on erection. Logan knows that it won’t be long now. Because Caleb likes this.

 

Caleb starts writhing on the floor. He wants to break free. Caleb takes a moment to lift his head up and his sees his brothers knee crushing upon his bulge. The visual is all he needed for his body to betray him. He starts to feel the pre-cum being squeezed out of him. As his underwear fills with pre-cum once again he can feel the sticky fluid moving down his cock creating an almost phantom presence hugging and fondling his cock. As his dick gets starts responding and getting harder there is just more tension between his cock and the pre-cum. As if this ghostly handshake was now becoming an ectoplasm handjob. He can feels the invisible strings moving as he grows and grows.

 

That is until his brother really digs into his dick. No longer a phantom and simply a menace. The direct contact smushes his chubby into the puddle and as if liquid was elastic his dick bounces back. With each continues hit to his cock he gets harder and harder until he’s so hard he can’t even tell where his dick starts and his nuts end.

 

“You horny little runt! Your little hotdog is poking into me!” laughs Logan pressing his knee deep between Caleb’s legs until he hears his younger brother whimper. Logan loves this and grabs his hips, holding tight as he presses him up wards and falls against his chest. Logan wants to feel him squirt up against the planes of his hard abs. Logan jostles him feeling the squishy orbs plunk against his hardened muscled thigh and the little grunts coming from Caleb only makes him want to force it out of him. “You can’t hold back your little water works my little buddy. Come on…do it…again.”

 

Logan pulls Caleb further against him and feels the hardened nail dig deep into him and feels the wetness at the tip. Logan chuckles deepens and he pulls him more firmly and bounces him like a jack-in-the-box, like an over eager kid still winding the toy up waiting for it to finally pop.

 

Caleb can feel his cock slipping in and out of ecstasy. When his brother digs his hands in it just pushes out the wetness. At first, he doesn’t know if he can cum, but his brothers continued feeding up his balls starts to awaken something in his cock with every hit they take shooting for target and just nearly missing and just nearly missing and just nearly missing and fuck why he is hitting Caleb’s balls so many times.

 

Caleb can’t take it anymore and he raises his right knee which just clinches Logan‘s massive balls. From the angle as he pushes up, he completely flattens both of his balls underneath his knee and stretching out his scrotum at this moment. Caleb starts to shoot off a rocket spewing like a fire hydrant. His cock now twitching and leaking out the remaining cum.

 

Logan hears the thunk between his legs and doesn’t really feel it as Caleb’s cock pulses and fires. It’s spouting off hard and quick and Logan smiles at making him spew again but his lips wavers as Caleb’s knee still placed deeply in place squishes his own balls up and against his taint. Logan moans, “Not bad…bro. Not bad.” And grits his teeth forcing the smile back. “But I got you. Again.”

 

Logan feels curious at their knees both crushing the others nuts. Caleb’s is slimmer but holds the position firmly, even as the aftershocks of his cock spurt out from the tip continuing to wet himself. Logan’s head turns slightly as a wave of pain hits him, its intense like lighting and he wishes to pull back but his ego refuses and he doubles down pushing Caleb upwards on his knee thrust deep between Caleb’s wide spread thighs the dingle berries spread wide and flattened.

 

 “You can sure…take a lot” admits Logan bringing Caleb up to eye level on his thigh and thus separating Caleb’s thigh from between his own legs. Logan pulls gently at Caleb’s sensitive organ, feeling a bit of cum slither out as he gives it a gentle tug. “But I told you…you would make a mess.”

 

Now that he’s come everything is in a different perspective. His balls aching and heavy. He gives his brother another one to his balls this time really hitting the pressure points “Just get off me so this day can be over.”

 

Surprise comes to Logan’s dazzling blue eyes as they look down at Caleb really sinking into the bits that hurt the most. A small groan comes from him as Logan takes a step backwards and cupping his balls with both hands, feeling the stinging sensation bursting between his fingers at the sensitive fleshy bits of his most treasured organs. “Dang…not bad. But you will regret it” promises Logan giving Caleb a bit of space to recover as he nurses the tingling testicles in his hands.

 

Logan cradles his balls the two hits in quick succession make him feel a bit queasy and out of sorts. He does not usually leave himself so open and the blows. He fights the need to bend over, to not show more weakness even if his brother is a mess before him he is the older one…and does not want to show the least bit that this has affected him. But even Logan can’t stand the double packing low blow and is forced to grit his teeth as the pain starts to really sink in, and Logan’s legs tremble as he begins to adjust himself through the pain, the worst of intensity of the blows are over but the sickening longing dullness lingers as his brow beads with tiny pin pricks of sweat. It’s barely see but visible nonetheless if you know what to look for.

 

Logan twists away for a moment resting one hand on the wall, and leaves in the other to gentle roll and explore his heavy sack tucking his hand beneath the underwear to fondle the orbs. Logan is not surprised by the swelling and the heat that comes from his sack, but he closes his eyes for a moment as he considers how best to deal with Caleb and make sure to not be targeted July another blow.

 

Caleb can’t help but get some satisfaction seeing his bro get some revenge “So come on are you gonna get off me? What else do you want?” He considers knees his bro again but doesn’t think it’ll make a difference.

 

Logan looks back over Caleb, his eyes narrowing in on him. “We better get you cleaned up…you are filthy!”

 

Scooping up Caleb, Logan carries him to the bathroom dumping him in the tub and yanking off his brother’s shirt and saying “Time to get you squeaky clean.” The water hits Caleb, ice cold at first and laughing Logan knocks him down with a hard punch between Caleb’s legs targeting the soft delicate protruding bulge bump. Caleb’s groin squishes and his testicles flatten. This time the punch went in knuckles first, sinking in and up from the bottom of Caleb’s bulge. The punch was less scooping and more of an aggressive stabbing with his index finger slightly outwards separating the small mound with a hard thrust. Logan grins as the water sprays Caleb, and as the pain begins to emerge in earnest from his horrid strike.

 

The pause that his younger brother takes clearly surprised as he tenses up from the blow and before he can recover or guard against another attack Logan swiftly charges forward with another fist slamming into Caleb’s balls, squashing his sack flat against his pelvis. “Now that was a good one, huh?!” mocked Logan as he grabs his own balls mimicking Caleb’s painful cross eyed painful face.

 

Logan’s balls feel full and heavy in his palm but his attention is on Caleb’s crumpling face and the realization of Logan’s latest attack on his young plums. Logan is eager to continue the game but takes a moment to appreciate Caleb’s reaction and his surprised eyes widening just a fraction at the latest blows to his boyhood. Knowing how Caleb feels Logan spots the slight wobble to his brother’s legs, and the knowing that the pain is only growing worse as the blows sink in.

 

The water is starting to fill in around Caleb’s body on the floor of the tub, and Logan climbs in with no regrets to getting wet. The water cold as ice sprays his back, and Logan can see Caleb’s skin peppered with goose flesh as he shivers, potentially from the cold or from the latest assault. The end result is unclear to Logan as he pushes Caleb down with one hand and reaching down grabbing Caleb’s balls with the other telling Caleb the obvious “I got your balls again…they feel smaller. Maybe I’m crushing them, bro.” Logan squeezes Caleb’s balls gently, tugging the sack and getting a good grip on the fragile orbs in one hand. Logan loves holding a guy like this, and having his victim know that he’s got him dead to rights. Logan squeezes a little harder, kneading the little balls between his fingers. Logan moves them between his fingers, the squishy flesh bending between his thick purposeful thrusts of his fingers going deeper now into Caleb’s youthful virile nuts.

 

Caleb has to keep biding his time, hoping that he’ll get a chance at revenge. But his older bro quite literally has him by the balls. It’s making Caleb furious, but he has to try.

 

As if brother starts digging into his balls and changing their shape Caleb starts wiggling aggressively. Not to break free, but almost to mirror the shape his balls are taking.

 

As he wiggles against his brother he notices his brother is rubbing his rock hard cock against him. As he continues to struggle he slides in the bath and his face ends up face planting into his brothers brick of a bulge. It’s at this moment that Logan realizes that he’s be throbbing rock hard without even touching his dick. This could be Caleb’s chance at revenge, but it may also be a one way road to losing his mangled nuts

 

It’s then that Logan notices it, a steady taut strum in his groin. It feels…good. He’s never felt this when messing with his kid brother, and Logan isn’t quite sure what it means but he tries not to grind into Caleb even if his body craves the touch, and the firmness of his younger brothers body beneath his own.

 

“Caleb…this is so…fuck man, you can sure take a lot.” Logan emphasizes squeezing a little harder and bringing Caleb’s nuts to the bottom of the sack as he stretches his brother’s scrotum and away from his body. The curve of Caleb’s nuts, and the indents in the scrotum are even more pronounced from this angle and Logan licks his lips, clearing his throat as he tells him “I own your peanuts bro…and you know it.”

 

Caleb still following his nuts like a voodoo doll writhes back and forth with the squeezing, his face pushing back and forth against Logan’s throbbing bulge. As Logan pulls Caleb’s nuts the bottom of his sack his face slams down on Logan’s raging manhood.

 

As Caleb breathes warm air onto Logan’s obvious outline he notice a pre-cum stain start to form. It continues to get bigger and darker as his open breathes. He sees enough liquid has collected to form a perfect drop on the head of Logan’s outline. Caleb was so close all he would have to do is stick out his tongue to gather his bros sweet pre-cum like a snowflake on Christmas.

 

Logan pauses just for a moment as his body shudders and if possible his cock grows firmer, extending outwards towards the warmth on his sensitive tip. “Caleb, come on man. You making me kinda…hot,” Logan chuckles as he pulls on Caleb’s balls, the stubborn sack squishing firmly in his tight grasp. “Yours balls are mine, Caleb. I own them,” Logan reaffirms giving the handful a steady twist watching Caleb for a reaction. Drinking each one in, especially his little squeals.

 

With the twist of his balls, Caleb’s face twist in the same direction, his mouth firmly against the top of Logan’s cock. His salvia dampening the outline. With another squeeze he squeals and pulls his head up only for the trail of pre cum to leave a shining line between Caleb’s lips and Logan’s damp cock. Logan suddenly thrusts his hips up. Either in an attempt to reconnect his pre cum with his cock or to regain that warmth he just felt on his cock. With his thrust his bulge pushes into Caleb’s mouth.

 

Logan blinks once, the top of his dick filling Caleb’s mouth and it’s warm, and feels unbearably good. He can’t help but moan, and slow down on squeezing Caleb’s balls but merely holding them in him hand rolling the orbs as he thrusts in and out again. The stirring in his loins tells him that he likes it. “Fuck…Caleb…you’re sucking my cock, bro.” Logan’s grin widens as he pumps his hips, his free hand slipping down the plane on Caleb’s chest finding a nipple and pinching it a bit and loving the feeling as Caleb mumbles against his length. Logan’s harder than he’s been in some time, and the steady suction of Caleb’s mouth pushes him close. Another high groan rips from him and Logan arches his back, his other hand lowering until he feels for Caleb’s willy as well and gives it a gentle but testing squeeze at the tip of his dick. He knows that Caleb climaxed not too long ago, but he’s curious if he can make him do so again…maybe together. Logan squeezes Caleb’s nuts just a bit, as he swings hips forwards and backwards, getting into the grove as pulsing sensations rush down his steady stock. He’s going to cum if he doesn’t stop, but Logan does not think that he wants to. He wants this.

 

“Fuuuuck bro, I’m gonna cum soon…ohhhh ye…yeah.”

 

Pulling off his shirt, Logan throws it across the room. The water rising down on the brothers only makes things squish and slide more as Logan pumps his cock further into Caleb’s mouth cavity not believing that this could feel so good. Logan’s hardon is encased by Caleb’s suctions throat and Logan can’t get enough. He shudders, and can feel it coming. Logan grits his teeth wanting this to last longer. But Caleb is just too good. He gives out a hurried “It’s fucking time…I’m going to….f….. cuuuum!” Logan’s cock throbs once, and if anything grows tauter before he unleashes blast after blast and loses count after four hurried shots.

 

“Oooooo…uuuuughhh!” Logan grunts and accidently squeezes Caleb’s nuts firmly and jerks the cock in his hand as he unloads himself deep down in Caleb’s gullet. He takes the whole thing and when Logan pulls off feeling the sensitive pinging he to his cockhead he winks at Caleb and yanks down his underwear and returns the favor.

 

Caleb’s cock is smaller than his own, but still impressive to Logan. He does not forget to cover his teeth as he opens his mouth slowly guiding Caleb’s erection up and down the beauty of sucking on it is he gets some wiggle room to get creative with his tongue and he uses that to lap at the tip and around the red knob before going back down to bury his nose against Caleb’s pubic bone humming all along. Logan’s fingers toy with Caleb’s goody bag, stretching and rolling the eggs between his fingers and giving unsuspecting squeezes as he manhandles Caleb’s sensitive nuts.

 

Caleb doesn’t last long as his hips thrust up and against Logan’s willing mouth, suckling at his penis Caleb freezes up his body booming with powerful sensations coursing through his groin. He can’t even give Logan a warning, not that he would, ‘Fuck him’ Caleb thinks before all thoughts leave him and he’s shooting his sperm into Logan’s mouth.

 

Logan is surprised that Caleb can still cum after the morning that the two would have, but he squeezes Caleb’s nuts in earnest, earning him a wail of anguish as Caleb’s nuts release the rest of his dibbles that he spasm onto his hot tongue. Logan laps the tiny prick again, rubbing the extra sensitive tip once more before releasing him. Caleb falls back against the basin of the tub panting and out of breath. Caleb grabs his groin and turns to his side moaning low.

 

“Not a bad week…so how did I do?” Logan asks standing up and turning off the water. “From an A+ to an F?”

 

“You…” Caleb takes a deep breath and spits out a “Fucking C-…I’m just glad that I am the older brother to Junior. Being a younger brother is the worst!”

 

Logan grins “So looks like I have room to improve…but not a complete failure.” He shrugs, “I guess I can take that.”

 

“Finish rinsing off, I’ll take you to school and be done with you. You can spend the weekend at your house.”

 

Caleb says “Thank God” under his breath but Logan hears it as he exits the bathroom, grabbing a towel as he does so.

 

‘If this is what it will be like…then I got this. Chase will be a push over. I’m ready,’ Logan thinks as he dries off and gets ready to take Caleb to school and writes him a tardy note.

 

Logan calls his Dad as he waits for Caleb to finish up.

 

“This was easy.”

 

“Really?” asks Bradley unbelievingly.

 

“Yup.”

 

Bradley says “Well if you think that, then I’ll see if you can do Junior the following week best to be fully prepared.”

 

“Naw. I’m good Dad. I’m good at this because I had you for a Dad. I know what to do because you are so great at being my father.” Logan’s cheeks redden but he does not take the words back.

 

Caleb steps out into the hallway, he’s dressed in the outfit that Logan picked out for him, and he was right the leather jacket looks good on him, it’s shiny and black and goes well with Caleb’s recently washed hair. Way better than what he was wearing earlier, at least Logan thinks so.

 

“Well…” Bradley says into the phone, not sure how to finish.

 

Logan smiles “I’ll see you tonight at home, we can watch a movie…and it can be like old times. I’ll grab the candy too.”

 

“Sure thing, son. I would love that.”

 

Logan ends the call and as Caleb descends the stairs he calls up “You are no poser, now let’s rock and roll.”

 

Caleb rolls his eyes, and turns to go change but Logan catches his shoulder and pulls him into a one armed hug. “Not so fast. You look good, and we don’t have time to do that all over again…right?” Logan pokes one finger into Caleb’s overly sensitive bulge and he stiffens.

 

“Yup!”

 

Logan pulls him out of the house laughing as they head to the car, “You can take the late photo…besides everyone knows that posers are first in line. You will be last, they always save the best for that.”

 

Caleb looks up at him, rubbing at his sore ballsack but he can’t help but grin and swing his fist into Logan’s pouch and screams “Race yeah!” as he takes off for the car, leaving Logan to bend over.

 

“You…shit…” Logan shakes his head and stumbles after him.

 

‘This will be a breeze…or maybe it will be harder than I ever imagined’ thinks Logan as he watches Caleb’s backside slipping into the passenger side and pumping the air with his little fist in victory.

 

 

 

~End