Junior’s Revenge written by Jimmy

 

Junior’s Revenge

 

by Jimmy

 

Caleb and Junior had a bit of a… different dynamic, as brother’s they fought often. They learned from a young age that busting a guy’s balls was fun, and highly enjoyable. Logan had been tortured by the cousins when they were younger and less so now that they realized that busting each other can be highly enjoyable. Logan still braces himself every time he walks into a room with them. Junior, a year younger than Caleb at thirteen and was in wrestling frequently challenges his older brother Caleb and trying new moves on him. Often the brothers rolled around quite a bit, practicing techniques, learning new moves, or just to torture each other. But one day, things got a bit... intense, for lack of a better word and potentially the Kruger brother’s took things too far.

Caleb and Junior started off wrestling like always, shoving each other around until it spilled onto the carpet. Caleb had Junior flattened out for a second, crowing about how he’d won, and Junior twists free and spins around under him, both of them breathless and laughing.

“Got you now,” Caleb says, reaching for Junior’s wrists to pin him more securely to the fuzzy carpet below.

“Not a chance,” Junior shoots back, wriggling under him. The younger brother is feisty, and never gives up.

In the scramble, Junior’s hand slipped lower than he meant. Caleb’s shorts had ridden up quite a bit up his thigh and it was just enough to put the thought in Junior’s head and before he could stop himself Junior locked on to his target. Junior’s pulse jumps at the sweet ball grab. It was stupid, risky, way too far… but Junior didn’t think, he just did it. Junior’s hand clamps down on him…

…and he grabs his brother’s balls!

The older brother froze, his blue eyes going wide. “Wh…what the hell? That’s my nuts!”

Suddenly Junior felt adrenaline washing over him, and he felt his body getting hot. Junior knew that he shouldn’t, especially after their truce to not bust each other a few months ago…but he could not help it. Junior should let go, he might even get away with it if he stops now. However something deep inside said… ‘Squeeze his balls! Go on…do it!’ Something about the power in that moment kept him rooted to the spot.

“Y—yeah. Admit I win or I’m not letting go,” Junior says, his voice shaky and unsure. 

“Ahhh, fuck!! My balls, my balls…” Caleb’s knees press together, his forehead almost hitting the carpet. He clutched at Junior’s wrist but didn’t pull.

Junior squeezes a little more, feeling his brother’s testicles slowly start to change shape around his working fingers. The sound Caleb made just then, a half gasp moan twists Junior’s gut! Caleb is so raw, helpless, and real. Junior knows that he should’ve released him right then, but… he couldn’t. The control buzzes inside Junior and he digs in like he is addicted to drugs, the high is undeniable. 

“Say it. Say I win.”

“Ahh…shit, mmmnnn, my nuts, my nuts! Okay, okay! You win… you win! Just stop, please,…my balls are killing me, bro…fuck.” Caleb’s words came out broken, half moans as he rocks forward, gasping.

“Hmm, I'm not convinced,” Junior says, giving Caleb’s nutsack another hard squeeze. Junior is starting to lose myself in the control that he has, and the promise made so long ago is clearly broken. 

“Ahhh! Okay! You win, alright? You win, you’re the champ, just… fuck, stop squeezing my balls!” His voice cracks as his body started to tremble.

Junior eases off a little, but not enough to let go. Junior’s heart pounds, torn between guilt and the thrill of keeping him there in his power. Caleb’s face is red, sweat beading at his hairline and he shakes his head trying to convince Junior to do the right thing. 

“Does it really hurt that bad?” Junior asks, quieter now, already knowing the answer but wanting his brother to describe it to him. Junior feels his own balls curl up in his boxer shorts and he can feel his own erection starting to chub up, this feels so good. 

“Bad? My nuts are… ahhh, they’re throbbing, I swear to God. Every squeeze… fuck! I can’t…” He barks as he curls up tighter, rocking with the waves of it. “You…you—promised!” Caleb gushes as his eyes roll. 

Junior’s fingers twitch nervously. Part of him wants to release him right there. Another part wants to squeeze again, just to see how he will fold.

“Not good enough. Say it. Admit you’re… your balls are mine.” Junior says, his voice low, unable to process that he has even just said that! Junior presses his body up, rigid up against Caleb that barely even seems to notice how hard his younger brother is now. 

“What? Oh God, my fucking nuts…bro…my balls!”

“Say it,” Junior presses down hard on Caleb’s sack, digging his fingers into his trapped stupid small testicles and feeling his spastic twitches within. Junior’s penis throbs, and he can feel himself wet at the tip. His nutclaw is so close to Caleb’s littler penis, and it feels like it has shriveled into a small nub. Knowing that, it only makes Junior’s attack even sweeter.

“Fine, fuck… fine! They’re yours, okay? My balls are yours! Just please let go!” Caleb gives in, trying in vain to get his balls back. 

Junior holds him a second longer and gives one more HARD squeeze, then finally releasing him as his mind races, the excitement just pouring over him. For a moment Junior just stares, stunned at how completely he had his brother. Junior’s hands shake as he finally lets go. 

The older brother collapses onto his side, both hands cupping himself, knees drawn up. He rolls onto his back with a wince, eyes squeezed shut. 

Junior is rubbing his erection absentmindedly in his sweat pants, which are perfect for easy manipulation of his hardon while he watches Caleb not sure how this came about but drinking in every moment of his fallen brothers pain. 

“Christ… my balls… my balls, Junior… they’re killing me,” he groans. “We…promised…all bets are off now….fuck. I’ll get you back for this.”

Junior squeezes his erection, he is so close to blowing his load and when he pulls back his hand to stop himself his cock twitches for more contact. Junior hugs his arms tight, nerves still buzzing.

“I’m sorry. That was… a lot. I got a bit carried away,” Junior kneels down his erection so taut that it nearly touches his brother’s face. Luckily Caleb’s eyes are still sealed shut and he doesn’t see but Junior giggles at the moans coming from his older brother while he still clutches at his more inferior package. He knew not to laugh, but he did it anyways. 

“Carried away? Y-you nearly flattened me. My nuts feel like they’re in a vise.” Caleb’s voice cracks, softer now as I guess the pain was settling a bit. “You—never squeeze me that hard before…my god, my balls.” Caleb sniffles once, his body still vibrating in obvious discomfort. 

“I got carried away, sorry about your… nuts,” Junior repeats as he bits his bottom lip, unable to say anything else. Junior almost reaches for his penis, but he stops himself to pat Caleb’s back in a soothing gesture. 

“No kidding,” Caleb mutters, still cupping himself.

Caleb peeks at me with a look Junior has never seen before, and he lets loose a nervous laugh as there was weird tension in the air that he could not wave away. Junior desperately wants to hurt him again, and he is not sure if Caleb can see the open desire, but it is there. 

“Yeah… well, remind me not to wrestle you again. My balls can’t take another round of that.” The way Caleb says it, half-joking, but his body stayed tense, guarded.

Junior giggles a little and just sits up and takes a deep breath. Junior knew it was wrong, and knew he hurt him so badly. But Junior also knew… he wasn't done with his older balls not by a long shot.

“Let’s wrestle…one more time. This time I won’t go for your balls. I promise,” and Junior does his best to hide his feelings as he stands up offering his hand to his brother Caleb. 

Caleb looks distrustful and gulps eyes going wide, “No man, I’m…you wrecked me with that nutclaw. I couldn’t…”

“How about the truce is off!” Junior interjects. “But only for you. You can wreck my nuts. But I can’t hit yours. Fair?” Junior’s cock throbs at the idea, and he shifts his legs to give his really hard dick some more breathing room. 

Caleb hesitates, eyeing his younger brother. After a moment, Caleb grins and nods, and Junior knows what he is thinking about… crushing his balls, and it makes him feel a lot of things all mixed up at once.

Junior is suddenly grabbed from behind, as his brother ducks under his wide spread legs and comes up behind him a big hand gripping him hard, and he is spun around to face his brother. Junior feels the wind knocked out of him, and his cock springs up as it catches on Caleb’s leg for a moment, the excitement of being held so easily is just too much!

Junior moans just a little and smiles as his cool blue eyes flick up to meet Caleb’s and he says “Promise is a promise. I won’t bust your balls.” Junior tries to be convincing but his eyes wander to the underwear that Caleb chose to wear this morning and how little protection they will give him when he strikes Caleb below the belt.

The brothers wrestle around some more, both of them trying to pin each other, and soon they were both on the floor, wrestling in the middle of the living room, neither really wanting to win, just trying to find a hold or position where they could get a little leverage for a perfect ball crunching hold. Caleb ends up on his back with his brother above him, his arms and legs locked around the smaller boy.

Junior struggles, not spotting how Caleb could have grabbed onto to him like this, and he hates it. A roar comes from the younger boy as he tries to squeeze his way out and trapped like this as he moves around his hardened dick rocks up and into Caleb and he can’t help but finally noticing it now. 

“How did you—”

“Logan taught me this one, and man. You are hard and wet?” Caleb shakes his head as his free hand tries to reach for Junior’s nut bag. Junior backs up his ass just as Caleb’s fingers curl around the tip of his penis, the only part of his groin that Caleb can reach, for now. Junior’s eyes widen and he meets Caleb’s gaze. A small smile plays on his brother’s face as his fingers explore Junior’s crown. 

Junior groans in obvious desire, but he still tries to thrash searching for a way out and says “That move…it’s not legal in wrestling…heh…but it feels good regardless.”

“Neither are nutclaws. If you stop moving I can do one of those instead…unless you want me to finish you off.”

Junior shakes his head no, but Caleb touches the most sensitive spot under his cockhead. Tickling him there and Junior stops moving as he groans. 

“Fucking hell…bro…not, I’ll ….oooo, yeah. I’ll cum if you keep doing…that.” Juniors breathes are coming faster now as his heart pounds in his chest.

Caleb laughs. His hand wraps around his younger brother’s shaft, pulling up on his erection.

Junior’s whole body twitches as his cock jerks and Caleb strokes him. Slowly pulling him closer with every pump. His balls will soon be in the danger zone and Caleb tries to keep his face from showing the glee of this notion. 

A moment later and Junior’s fully erect cock, leaks another spurt of his pre-cum leaking freely now, and the older brother can smell it. Caleb starts to jerk his brother off, his own cock starting to fill out as his eyes drink in the sight of getting over one on his little brother. Caleb can just feel Junior’s nut bag on his last downward stroke in Junior’s own boxer briefs and grins. He is about to get Junior’s balls.

Junior is so caught up in his pleasure he does not realize that Caleb is working his way lower. His cock is aching now, his nuts swollen and heavy, needing a release and Junior is just lost in his brothers touch, his eyes start to close and small smile play’s on his lips as he groans.

“Fuck bro…”

Caleb slides down further and Junior feels his warm fingers on his sac, and his eyes spring open. He feels his brother pull on his nuts and the pain is intense as he captures his full nuts pressed firmly up against the base of his cock. 

“No—wait…bro, I’m so close…don’t squeeze…now!” Junior admits, as Caleb grabs a hold of both much larger balls. The fact has always been a contention of the brothers and Caleb’s anger flails as he feels the bigger more potent family jewels. His own still aching balls curl up in shame. 

“You…did they get bigger?” Caleb’s voice is mirthless as he questions his own full hands, rolling the orbs now in his palm.

Junior does not respond, only groaning with the mix of pleasure and pain.

The older brother releases him and says, “How is that possible?”

Caleb is furious, his nuts are still aching from earlier and now he has to contend with the fact his brothers have gotten bigger? Caleb’s have not changed at all and he…narrows his eyes not believing how this could be possible. Junior, his younger brother’s nuts are almost four times larger than his own tiny grapes.

Junior, however, is just trying not to cum. The pleasure was so intense he had not noticed how close he was.

“Bro…maybe we should just call it quits, yeah?” Junior suggests his position in the wrestling hold compromised and at the mercy of what Caleb is about to do…or not do. Junior looks over his shoulder at his unmade bed and wishes he could have a little alone time to finish himself off. God…he was so horny.

The older brother looks down at the large balls, his hand not even covering one, and the thick hard cock that is throbbing just for him. Caleb’s eyes flick up, his mouth watering as the smell of his brother is so pungently strong.

He can still remember the smell of his brother’s jizz. For weeks Junior had walked past his room each day in shame from his soaked sheets from his nighttime emissions. All spring it had been like that. Only now in the summer Junior had finally stopped wasting all soap in the washing machine. 

“You said I had full access. Guess you must be regretting that now!” Caleb says as his fists finds Junior’s balls, knuckles first as he pounds a hard blow right into Junior’s bullseye nuts with a hard punch. Junior unable to really move can do nothing as Caleb’s fist makes contact, flattening his nuts out and causing his cock to jump from the vibrations. It throbs once threatening to go off. 

“Bro!” squeaks Junior trying harder to escape the wrestling stance now. Caleb winds up for another punch.

Junior tries to block, his hands are still not free, trapped underneath his own body and he wishes to grab onto his balls to protect him from Caleb’s fury. Trying his best to save them from the oncoming blows. But the next hit is even worse, as the full force of his brother fist sinks into his bulge like an anchor thrown overboard. Caleb is relentless, punching again and again. Each hit landing squarely on his sack.

Junior cries out as he finally gets his hands free and out of the wrestling bind and rolls away, his balls pulsing in his cupped hands. The throbbing continues as Junior rolls onto his side facing away from his big brother and keeping his privates as far away as he can. The world seems to be spinning for Junior as he curls up tight in a ball. Junior isn’t even sure how many punches he just took…but it was too many to stand back up. And now, Junior is unsure if he will ever stand back-up.

On the floor, Junior can feel his cock still leaking his clear fluid, his balls throbbing as he pants a constant steady stream of groans, as the pain begins to lessen just a bit now that he is no longer being pummeled. 

Juniors hand moves up and down his groin, rubbing gently trying to relieve the pressure as he sighs at the slight tingles spreading. 

Junior looks over at his brother, and can see the rage still present in his cold blue eyes. 

Caleb reaches down, and grabs his brother's wrists, pulling them off from protecting his precious family jewels. 

Junior gasps, his eyes wide.

"Bro, stop! Not…again, you—Caleb!”

"Shut up! You think you can make my balls yours?"

Junior whimpers, and nods. "Sorry bro, I didn't mean—I got lost in my head earlier. Forgive me?”

"I don't care what you meant! You did it! We had an understanding…a truce. This is all on you.”

Junior gulps as Caleb moves his foot and puts his toes around the outline of Junior’s nuggets in his sweat pants, flexing his toes as he does so. Caleb’s feet are cold, and a slight change in temperature causes him to shiver as he assails Junior and his pleading eyes look at Caleb hoping for mercy, some brotherly affection to prevent what is befall him. Junior spots none of that. As Caleb lowers his foot down, the skin pulls tight in his sack and his cock rises off of Junior’s taut stomach flexing. Junior moans. He can’t hide it, and he doesn’t think it matters at this point. 

“Bro…my nuts don’t…d—ooooooooOoooOooOoooo…uuuuuugh!” Junior moans, his voice low as Caleb’s foot descends further down until his balls are crushed underneath.

Caleb smirks, his toes squeezing his brother’s big swollen balls and pressing his hard cock into his stomach.

Caleb presses harder, his big toe sliding between the large sack and finding his brother's crown or his cock with his big freezing toes. The older brother laughs and Junior is mortified as he begins to squirm.

Junior has never felt so humiliated in his life.

“B—bro! You…you…are hurting—-ugh, ugh, ooh fuck—this is…so bad!” Junior flops onto his back, his eyes rising up as he moans. Caleb getting further into it grabs Junior’s ankles for leverage pulling them upwards and spreading Juniors legs further to get better access to his goal. 

“You should have…honored our agreement. Now you are about to make a mess in your undies. Looks like you will have to start the washing machine again for another spin cycle. Now cum, Junior. If you do…maybe I’ll stop at one load. If you cum fast enough,” Caleb says, the threat real and…overwhelming to the younger brother. A gleam in Junior’s cold blue eyes shines as his foot works over Junior’s balls squishing them, and his big toe presses right into Junior’s sensitive cock head and perineum below feeling the root of Junior’s boyness. 

Junior’s mouth is a little dry as he gasps, a feeling growing and building in his loins continues as his brother assaults his most valuable assets. 

“St—stop” Junior whispers. “I’ll c—cum, oh shit I think…I’m close…no, dammit no…bro!”

Junior cannot fight the urges anymore.

With a moan Junior feels the first pulse of his cock and then his balls churn, as everything throbs in his loins. Caleb is yanking on his ankles, increasing the pressure and Junior unable to stop himself erupts. The pleasure and pain all blend into one, and he loses himself.

His whole body tenses, as his balls empty out, and he can feel the spunk leaking from his shaft as his brothers toes rub up and down his cock, massaging him to his most humiliating completion. Spurt after spurt soaks his sweats and his undies, and Caleb watches as the wet spot in Junior’s grey sweat pants darkens thanks to him. Junior may have broken the promise, but Caleb did his younger brother so much worse.

Junior is panting, his hands moving to push away Caleb and his foot, but the older brother does not let up.

After a few minutes, Caleb is satisfied and let’s go, looking at his little brother.

Caleb smirks.

The older brother takes a step back, and looks down. He sees the dark stain and a wet spot spreading over the front of his brother's sweat pants knowing how deeply he spread Junior’s shame, and he has to admit…that was quite the load. 

“Damn…you came a lot, Junior. You must have been quite backed up!” Caleb laughs, holding his stomach as he spies Junior still holding his soaked briefs pulling down his sweat pants to hold his bulge. The sweatpants are around his thighs and seeing Junior in this positon, Caleb can’t help but be even prouder of himself.

The cum has gone cold, but Junior’s testicles still throb but dull now from his ordeal. 

“I…can’t believe that I…shit.” Junior closes his eyes his hands resting on his stomach no longer wanting to hold or touch his wet underwear. He kicks away his sweat pants, hating seeing the inside of the material so wet.

Caleb is laughing again, the sound filling the house.

"It's not funny. What the fuck was that? You were really trying to…you made me do that! I can't believe you... and you made me...you know..."

"Cum?"

"Yeah. That. You didn't have to go so far."

"Yes, I did."

Caleb moves closer, the stench of Junior filling his nostrils. 

“Should I start the washer?” Caleb says laughing. 

Junior’s anger flails and he stands up pulling down his wet skivies, the soaked material bunching into a ball as he tosses it at Caleb’s head. Caleb ducks, his smile gone as the underwear flies over his head and Junior’s shirt goes next, it too was wet at the bottom from Caleb jacking him off. The shirt flies forward a few inches and falls. 

Junior hollers in anger, mostly at himself and how poorly his aim was and rushes Caleb naked as the day he was born. Junior comes straight at Caleb while his cock and balls flop around. Caleb catches his wrists as Junior glares at him, face red but determined to hit him…to get even. 

“Got you, bro. You can really tell that you are a rookie on that wrestling team…and you always leave yourself open!” Caleb comes in close, his knee swinging up and between Junior’s spread legs nailing him in his recently drained testicles. The meaty thud echoes in Caleb’s ears pleasantly and he feels Junior still in surprise as he gasps. 

“My n—nuts! Uuuugh…not again, oh god…it’s so much…worse.” The blow knocks Junior’s nuts right between his ass cheeks, his emptied nuggets squished between just under his pelvis.

Juniors eyes cross, and his head lulls on Caleb’s shoulder as moans, mouth opened in an almost perfect ‘O.’ His hips move, grinding against Caleb seeking relief and his brother can feel the smaller boy's erection growing once more.

"F—fuck you, bro. This isn't fair!"

"Life's not fair. Now, are you gonna stop with this stupid nut claw thing? I don't wanna keep busting you. I can do this all night if I have to, Junior…can your nuts take it?”

"What?” Junior blinks. “I…I’m gonna…mess you up…” Junior moans, his body slipping down Caleb’s but Caleb catches him and pushes him up against the wall. Juniors head thunks against the drywall and he blinks, moving his feet apart to get his balance and attempts to steady his thoughts. 

“You make this too easy” Caleb says, and pops him with another knee right in his wide stance between his thighs, nailing Junior again in his balls from below. Junior’s nuts flatten, and he balks at the pain filling his groin and he opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out.

The older brother watches his little brother crumble to the floor, his knees together, hands cupping his abused nuts as Caleb turns away laughing.

Junior’s eyes are shut tight and he is gritting his teeth.

"That's a good look for you. Man you should see your face!” Caleb giggles in mirth, slapping his knee as he watches Junior on all fours gasping like he almost drowned taking big lung full shuttering breathes. 

“Oh…you got me, again” Junior’s voice is barely a whisper, and Caleb standing proudly above hardly hears him as he laughs openly, mocking Junior. 

“I think that you might even have another erection. You like this, I know that you do.”

Junior does not deny it, or say anything. Shame fuels him as he squeezes his eyes shut tight and a tear threatens to fall.

One of Junior’s hands reaches for and confirms that he can feel his dick, he’s hard again…never really going soft earlier and the throbbing is intense. His body is still on fire.

“You're going to regret this, I'm not just going to hurt your nuts anymore, you're in for a world of pain, Caleb,” Junior says through, gritted teeth.

Caleb snorts, looking at his brother.

"Whatever. Just remember, this is your fault."

"Not…mine, I was just…re—re….on no—aahhhh, ahh, ugh, ahhhh!"

"Wow, you can't even talk. You are a mess, bro."

Juniors eyes open, and they are fierce as he slowly starts to climb to his feet, his legs feel like Jell-O and they barely keep him up, as his eyes wander down to Caleb’s balls. The small bump in Caleb’s underwear is the only thing he thinks about now.

“I just need to—get these!” Junior throws himself at Caleb again, and his brother lifts his leg just as Junior gets close, his hands stretched out like claws but Caleb’s foot finds its targets hitting Junior with a perfect upwards kick. His big toe catching Junior’s already sore family jewels and the impact is loud as a thunder clap.

“Too slow, Junior…and I felt that one. Fuck…your stupid ass should have left on your sweats and undies. It’s too easy to bust your balls, ha!”

Junior stops and falls back onto his ass, his mouth opens and eyes cross. He tries to say something, anything but his tongue is useless and his mind is blank as his body tenses and releases. His nuts emptying again, spilling out his seed again. Junior didn’t even realize that he had been that close and is completely dismayed as his cock spits out another burst of seem, shooting up between his slightly spread thighs landing on the floor in four quick streams of mostly clear goo, while the rest of his load dribbles down his shaft, and slipping onto his nutbag. Junior feels like a puppy that still pees on the floor and is caught by its owners laughing because the pup just peed on a houseplant not too long before.

“Oh shit! You came again? Man, Junior you must be in heat!” Caleb snorts as he bends down to grab Junior penis and jerks it a bit watching the tall end of his brother’s cock drip another few drops out. 

Caleb can only laugh and at the plump bloated balls of his little bro with a few quick strokes. While he is still jealous of their size compared to his own, the bright red bruised nutsack he would rather not exchange with him at the moment. 

“You’re out of cum by this point…right!!” Caleb asks reaching for Junior’s balls to double check. 

“Wait…don’t!” Junior cries out, his eyes going wide. But it is too late and Caleb squeezes his swollen nuts, and the younger brother groans, his balls pulsing as his cock dribbles out a few drops of cum stored deep inside that Caleb manages to coax out.

Junior can hardly move, and Caleb cannot help himself as he reaches for the tip of Junior’s raw dick.

Junior does not stop him, his balls are still throbbing, and his body feels weak, he cannot believe his position has changed so much over the course of an hour. He feels weak and drained as Caleb gets ahold of his beaten down balls.

Caleb looks into his eyes as his fingers squeeze.

A moment later and a small squirt of Junior's cum sprays across the room, hitting the floor. His cock ridged and pointing almost straight shot straight in one quick blast. Juniors toes curl and he gasps as he cums once, his chest heaving along with each ragged in take as his body registers the after effects of yet, another orgasm. 

"Holy shit! You actually have a more left? You are something else, Junior."

Junior blinks, his eyes going wide. He doesn't even know how that happened, or how Caleb could get more out of him. Junior’s balls feel…empty, almost hollow. It’s a weird feeling and Junior does not like it. He hasn’t felt like this since he used to cum dry, when he couldn’t spurt a drop. Junio’s mouth is dry but when he looks up his older brother looks positively smug. 

Caleb shakes his head, and smiles.

"Don't worry. I'm done playing with you for now."

Juniors face is a mix of confusion and pain, but his body is relieved, finally to get a break. 

"You...are?"

"Yeah. You won't bother to try to come at my nuts again” says Caleb, “Cause if you do, I'm busting your balls until you cum."

"Fine." Junior says, giving in almost in complete relief as he touches his swollen ballsack. He can’t help but wince. “Man…my balls, you…got me good.”

"Yeah I did, so we understand each other, right?" Caleb asks, his eyes narrowing. 

Junior nods.

Caleb moves touch his own small protrusion in his underwear but stops, if he starts that Junior might get him back, and he does not want that. He can masturbate alone. He has plenty of mental images that make his hard from the past half hour. Caleb can’t help but get down on his knees eyeing Junior as he assesses the damage. 

“Can I check? Promise…I won’t hurt them. I just want to see…what I have done.” 

Junior’s eyes widen. “You…want to what?” Junior asks incredulous. 

“I mean…I’ve never felt a pair of testicles that have been emptied before. I want to see what they feel like.” Caleb is rubbing Junior’s thigh, slow and steady his hand coming close as he tickles the outside of the sack contain he Junior’s swelling testicles. 

“I don’t know…” Junior moves his hand, and nods once. “Promise…promise not to bust me?” Junior almost wants this to continue…but he is unsure if he dares for more.

“Yeah…and I always keep my promises.” Caleb keeps his face neutral and Junior acquiesces almost immediately.

“Just…be careful.”

Junior spreads his legs, and Caleb reaches between them, his fingertips lightly touching the outer shell of Junior’s ballsack, the smooth skin of Junior’s skin entices him to further as he explores. Caleb palms the pair of nuggets as he moves his fingers around the sides of his brother’s bruised sack slightly poking here and there but ever so gently.  Feeling the damage that he wrought Caleb smiles.

Caleb is amazed at how big they feel, even if the testicles have shrunken from their emptying. 

Caleb touches them both, and his brother shivers, the touch is tender and light and very different from the last few minutes.

Junior moans, but very quietly like a breath caught in the wind. 

“That feels good” Junior confesses, his voice a bit husky as he watches Caleb explore between his legs. He widens his thighs apart a bit more, and Caleb looks up and winks. 

“Thanks bro” and the pair share a moment before Caleb goes back to touching Junior as he compares the nuts to each other, and rolls them smoothly, the flow is easy and Caleb can’t help but continue. He does notice that Junior’s cock stirs, it’s not quite dormant as it may have seemed a few minutes before.

Junior is lost in his own pleasure, his mind is drifting in and out. It’s then that he feels it, Junior feels his cock stirring again and is not sure if he should say anything. He does not want to startle Caleb and ruin this tender moment or for Caleb to get any ideas about busting his balls once more. 

The pair are silent for a moment, their minds thinking about what is happening.

After a few more seconds, Caleb lets go, and leans back, his eyes lingering on his little brothers groin, the outline of his cock is visible, he can’t believe that Junior is so…much bigger. 

“Damn…I,” Caleb sniffs, catching himself and before he stands up he knocks the pair of balls with the back of his palm stating, “You left yourself open again, bro.” It’s not a hard back handed slap…but he still makes contact with every bony knuckle.

Junior looks down, watching his balls swing wildly as Caleb’s quick slap sparks a quick pulse of pain and he gasps “Oooo my balls, Caleb…you slapped my nuts. Why…always my balls.”

Caleb smiles and stands up.

"Sorry, I had to. Just to remind you. We had a deal. Got it?"

Junior nods, his hands cupping his swollen orbs.

"You didn't have to hit them. They are pretty sensitive right now."

"Oh, really? Then why are you sporting a woody right now?”

Junior moves his hands aside, wanting to be protective but not believing it. “You made me hard.”

“Heh…guess I did. This should fix it.”

Caleb kicks Junior right in his naked genitals, the balls hitting tailbone from the wicked quick snap kick.

The older brother smiles, his eyes cold and his face flushed.

"There. That should do it."

Juniors face is red, and his mouth is open, but the shock is wearing off and the pain is taking its place.

"What the…you kicked, oooo no. Not again…right… in my nuts…of god.”

Caleb pushes Junior over onto his back again, leaning over him. “I didn’t kick you that hard, it barely had any force behind it. Here I will show you a real kick to show you the difference.”

Junior tries to back up crawling backwards, like a dab over the floor as he shakes his head. “You…wouldn’t again, would you?”

Caleb nods, and lifts his foot again and kicks him hard this time, right between the legs aiming for nailing his hard cock too. The force of the blow sending his balls up and into his stomach.

Junior’s mouth opens wide, “Uuuuuuughhhh” Junior groans, and the moan is like music to Caleb’s ears. He loves every second of Junior’s pain.

Junior curls into a ball, his arms around his nuts. His eyes closed and teeth gritted.

Caleb smirks, the rush of power filling his veins. He is feeling more than a little horny now.

The older brother looks at his little brother on the floor, the younger boy is shaking, his nuts probably throbbing again.

Caleb reaches down and pulls his own briefs off, his cock has been hard and aching for attention for a while and he can’t believe the wetness at his tip. Caleb touches the pink tip and flex’s the little guy. Caleb is three inches, not even half the length of Junior’s impressive erection but Caleb’s throbs still feel good as he grasps it. 

“It’s just too easy, you leave yourself open like you want me to hit your balls.”

Junior’s eyes are closed, his breathing is ragged.

"You keep kicking my balls, again and again.” Junior says, his voice shaky as he moves out onto all four’s trying to stands up. He is still naked, but Junior moves to the end of the room as he crawls. Junior eyes the stairs and wondering if he can make it to his bedroom and escape the onslaught to his groin. 

Caleb does seem to be busy at the moment, so Junior turns saying “I’m going to…go lay down. My balls hurt and I should just rest them with an ice pack.”

“I don’t think so” Caleb says, grabbing his brother’s shoulder, making it across the room in five quick strides and pulling up his undies as goes. Caleb’s cock stands up against his flat belly pulsing slowly and he puts one hand around Junior’s throat choking him. “I’m going to hit your balls again, first.” 

Junior is stunned, he does not expect this from Caleb, he thought that his brother was finished and was going to masturbate instead.

"Wait, no—I just want to go rest...my balls are really hurting."

"Yeah, that's the idea."

Caleb drags Junior down to the ground and his brother doesn't fight him, not really.

"Let go. Let's talk about this!"

Caleb's free hand goes to his brother's nuts, squeezing the tender sack and getting a nice yelp out of his little brother.

"Bro...why…you already…why are you doing this?"

"Why? Because I like it. Your balls are…damn.” Caleb looks up with wonder in his blue eyes. “They feel a little fuller than earlier. I think you could, cum again.” 

“N—not possible” Junior says as Caleb reaches for his cock with the other hand, Junior tries to pull away but a hard tug to his nuts stops him in his tracks. 

Caleb has him right where he wants him…again. 

"They're...empty. There's nothing left in them. I promise, they're empty."

"Well then let's find out, shall we? Let's check to make sure. If you cum dry…then we will know.” Caleb smirks, and Jayden tries to shake his head as Caleb shushes him. “Just relax, little bro. This is what you get for messing with my balls. This is only payback. I'm going to make sure you learn your lesson."

Caleb's fingers move up and down, and soon his whole hand is on the younger boy's dick, jerking him slowly. Caleb knows the way he likes it by now, base to tip over and over and when he least expects it he swipe his thumb across the tip. It drives Junior crazy that Caleb knows this most secret part of his anatomy and how to tame him. 

Caleb’s left hand is busy with Junior’s balls, his fingers sinking into the fat nuts sending fresh waves of pain throughout his groin. Junior feels the helplessness as his brother continues to assault him.

Junior can feel his erection building, growing harder with each stroke. He is shocked that Caleb is getting him excited once more. The thought is horrifying and exciting at the same time.

"No—please stop. I don't want to cum."

"Too bad."

"It will hurt. You already hurt my balls so much. I can't take any more pain and if I can’t cum…that will be worse!” Junior moans. “Ah…ah…my balls…stop—squeezing, oooo lefty hurts worse.”

"You should have thought about that. Before you messed with me."

"But, Caleb, I didn't know! I swear!"

"I bet. Now, cum, you little ball buster. Cum!"

Junior shakes his head.

"Cum, I said. Do it."

"No."

Caleb squeezes his left hand a bit harder, and Junior gasps, his body tensing as Caleb jerks his erection faster. Junior can feel it building again, and his breathing starts to labor as his hips start to thrust into Caleb’s awaiting hand. 

“No…no st—stop, balls…b—balls!”

Juniors eyes roll and his body quivers and spasms and he comes once more. His cock spews out a little tiny splat on Caleb’s jerking thumb and Junior’s eyes roll to the back of his head as he shudder on the floor, letting out a moan of pure unbalanced shame.

Juniors mouth opened in a silent scream and his balls tighten and his toes curled as his cock and nuts ache in a mixture of pain and pleasure.

Caleb smirks as he milks literally the very last drop from his brother, his hands are still squeezing just in case and cause Caleb loves watching Juniors face crease with pain.

Juniors cock is spent, his balls are finally empty and his nuts are beyond bruised. He lays back and cannot believe the day has gone from great to horrible.

"Now, that's what I wanted to see."

Junior cannot even look at his older brother, he can't believe that Caleb would do this to him.

Caleb stands and moves towards the stairs, but not before turning back one last time stepping up to Junior grabs Junior’s hands protecting his privates and squeezes them. Forcing Junior to squeeze his own balls giving Junior a whole new prospective on pain, and he balks silently as Caleb forces his own fingers to sink into his fleshy bag, his nuts crunching from his mean older brother.

"Just remember, little bro. You started this war. You're gonna regret it and remember this day forever."

Junior’s eyes are closed and his teeth are clenched, he does not even speak.

Caleb walks away and leaves his younger brother behind, naked and vulnerable.

The older brother smiles as he closes his door. He can hear his little brother moaning, and his small cock grows another inch at the sound. Caleb reaches down to touch it, finally alone and gasps as he does so. 

“Fuck yeah…”

Junior can’t stop the throbbing in his loins and holds himself protectively. His balls are swollen and aching. His cock is spent, and his chest is heaving.

His head is spinning, and the young teen has no idea how his day went so horribly wrong.

How could this have happened to him?

 

The End