Revenge on Chad

Warning: Can contain traces of cum.

Featured in this story: Chad, Danny and Alex (click for pictures)

When I came to the office today I was still sore from the two nutkicks I had received from Danny’s younger brother David. The cute but arrogant 19 year old dancer had had a field day kicking Danny’s and my nuts yesterday. Danny had taken the brunt of the kicks, as he had been nearly knocked out by his brother’s cheerful – and harmful – antics. But David had made a point of humiliating me after kicking my poor balls in, making fun of my allegedly far too sensitive testicles.

Before David had left he had told me that he hadn’t acted just of his own accord (he certainly enjoyed it, though) but that my cameraman Chad had asked him to do sack me to get back at me for a minor incident a few weeks ago.

I surely didn’t want to let the matter rest so after David had left to star in Tchaikovsky’s “The nutcracker” I had talked to Danny and convinced him to help me.

So today I was at the office early. I knew Chad would come at around ten o’clock. I had asked Danny to come at 9.30 so we could overpower Chad together.

Chad is 30 years old – looking younger and quite handsome with his attractive face three-day stubble – and he is quite athletic. He has placed a weight bench in our studio for god know what reason (I don’t think it belongs into this place, but nevermind), and he works out a lot, usually at the gym around the corner, sometimes, very rarely, at the weight bench in our studio. Anyway, I figured that I wouldn’t be able to stand a chance against him, so I asked Danny to help me.

The nutcracker prince

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Featured in this story: Danny, David and Alex (click for pictures)

Today Danny and David paid our studio a visit.

David, the cute 19 year old ballet dancer, had spoken to me a few weeks ago on the phone. Today he was in town for a performance of Tchaikovsky’s ballet “The nutcracker” (in which he danced the titular character) and he had decided to come to our studio with his older brother Danny, a struggling actor who had worked for us since the beginning of our website.

Last time I had met both of them had been a few days ago when we had organized a little Oscar party. 

David had been a surprise guest and Danny hadn’t been too happy to see him as they had a rather difficult relationship.

In the end it had been a tumultuous night – especially for Danny’s poor babymakers which had been the target for quite some brotherly abuse…

I was lost in thoughts about our Oscar Party and suddenly I remembered that David had announced to kick his brother’s balls in for Eddie Murphy’s triple win for ‘Norbit’ at the Razzies.

I was wondering whether David had already carried through on his promise when the door opened and Danny and David walked in.

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Featured in this story: Danny and David (click for pictures)

I got a phone call from Danny’s brother David today. He is a dancer in a ballet group and he has a pretty strange relationship with his brother. The last time I saw David, he kicked the hell out of his older brother’s balls and had a lot of fun doing it, too.

He called me to announce that he was coming to town in March.

“I already told you that I'll be in town with our tour of Tchaikowsky's 'Nutcracker'. If can get you free tickets if you want to see it - but I'm supposed you wouldn't like it. I'm the best looking dancer in the troupe. The others don't even come near. So I'd be the only one you could ogle during the performance", David said, being his natural egocentric self.

I was a bit annoyed. "David, apparently he think I'm a mindless philistine who only has eyes for the male physique. In fact I---"

"Yeah, alright, stop it, I'll get you free tickets. Pearls befor swine. But who cares", he sighed.

"David", I started to get upset. "You---"

David interrupted me. "Will you calm down? You got what you wanted. Now shush!"

I swallowed my pride and said: "Thanks, David."

"You're welcome", he replied. "And I'm doing you another favor."

"Oh, you are?"

"Yeah", David continued. "I’m planning to pay you a visit with my brother. I think I'll practice a few of my kicks with him and I thought your studio will be the best place for that. I know you like to see my brother get beaten---”

I started to protest.

"Yeah, yeah, I know you and your kind. And I know my brother likes the way I treat him."
I doubted that. Danny hadn't seemed to happy about his brother's handling of his balls. But on the other hand - he hadn't stopped him, either.

"And it's a bit of stress relief for me. The tour is very strenuous and it's gonna be a welcome diversion to kick Danny's balls for a change. My ugly co-dancers' nuts aren't as sturdy as Danny's. And they are complaining all the time... So, can we use your studio?" David asked.

"Okay", I said.

“I thought so”, David replied. “Be sure to prepare the camera – I will give Danny’s balls a beating he won’t forget…”

“Does Danny know yet?” I asked.

“Why?” he asked back.

“Well, I don’t know, I could tell him---"

"You keep mum about it. I'll tell him when I think it's the right moment", David said.

"David, can I ask you something?" I said.

David didn't reply. I didn't know if that meant yes or no but a few moments later David said impatiently: "What are you waiting for? Go on, ask!"

I cleared my throat. "Erm, why do you treat your brother like that?"

David laughed. "None of your business!"

"Well", I continued, "you sound pretty determined to to pound Danny’s pouch. I just don't know why."

“Does a guy have to have a reason to smash his beloved brother’s marbles?” David asked impatiently.

“Well…”

“Listen”, David said. “Danny and I don’t see each other very often. And when we do I like to make the best of it. You know, catch up on the old times…”

“I see”, I said, utterly clueless about what David was trying to tell me. On the other hand I didn’t really have to know why he was so keen on ruining his brother’s manhood. All that mattered was that he was keen on doing it. And I was happy to do the camera work…

“So do we have a deal?” David asked.

“Yeah, sure”, I said quickly.

“Fine. If there are any changes in our schedules I’ll let you know. Otherwise we’ll meet on March the 5th. Okay?”

“Okay”, I replied.

Man, I'm happy he isn’t my brother…