The Walk Home written by Jimmy

 

The Walk Home

 

By Jimmy

 

Note* This is not my art, I found it on the internet.

Walking home from school Max and Rex were shooting the shit about nothing important and glancing around at the color explosions of flowers that have sprouted in their neighbors' yards as they head up the small hill to their house.

 

Rex is enthusiastically telling a story about his day; Max was half-listening kicking an a rock with his feet and trying to see how high he could get the pebble in the air when he almost loses it into the sea of traffic and he kicks out and just manages to get the rock to safety but he knocks Rex in his small bulge that juts out from his soft Nike shorts.

 

*kick*

 

“Opps!” Laughs Max, trying to stifle a giggle; secretly loving the way his toes snap kick his brother’s squishy bulge.

 

“Ugghhh, you kicked my nuts….” Rex gasps grabbing his pebbles in one hand, and holding the throbbing testicles tightly as they start to throb. “Ughhh.”

 

“Sorry my foot slipped,” Max tries to explain, going back to play with his rock. Max quickly short when he sees that Rex is not with walking him.

 

Rex hunched over peers up from between his tangled mop of hair, “Still man…damn.” Rex winces “Ughhh the pain just got worse.”

 

Biting his lip, Max says “Sorry,” again, blinking his amber eyes as he cringes at the look on his twins face.

 

Abandoning the rock, Max puts his arm across his twin’s shoulders and says, “I’ll try to make it better.”

 

“I ain’t letting you anywhere near my…damn!” Rex moans as he tries to roll his tender nuggets in his sack as he cradles his balls. “Oh god…you suck dude.”

 

“Oh man, now you’re making me feel bad.”

 

Max brings Rex to the side of a neighbor’s lawn to sit down. “I didn’t even mean to hit you.” Max glances down the street, they were so close to home. “Seriously, you okay? I didn’t mean to hurt you.”

 

“Yeah…just gotta breathe for a little bit. Looks like I gotta watch you a bit more closely,” Rex says opening his legs up again a little slowly.

 

Max stands up, his forehead creasing and he gets a pinched look in his amber eyes as he stares at his brother. “Look,” Max says taking a deep breath. “I’ll tell you what…free shot.” The wind hits them, and he shudders for a second and brushes his wavy hair off his forehead, his shirt ridding up in the wind and revealing a strip of taut tanned brown skin around his navel. Max’s new growth spurt really stretches out his shorts, and the pouch of his shorts looks full and plump puffing out.

 

“It’s only fair, I wasn’t trying to hurt you that bad.” Explains Max, with a shy grin.

A smile curves over Rex’s lips, and he says “Spread ‘em.”

 

“Okay,” Max agrees, moving his feet until he is wide-open in front of Rex, his large scrotum hangs very vulnerable in front of his brother.

 

Rex fiddles with his left shoe on the pavement before pulling it off. Immediately Rex feels the warmth of the rough pavement on his toes as he stands up and brings his toes up to where he thinks his brother’s balls are located in his grey sweats.  Rex’s toes fiddle around near Max’s ballbag and once they have found their twin targets Rex drops his left foot, to steady himself before pulling back with his right. "Close your eyes," Rex suggests and slowly cautiously Max does taking a deep breath.

 

“Not too hard, okay?” Max asks, opening one eye.

 

“Of course bro, you can count on me,” Rex says, trying to hide a smirk.

 

Max huffs out a breath and slowly closes his other eye.

 

Rex waits until he knows that Max cannot see and kicks straight out as hard as he can in-between his brother’s legs trapping his nuts between Max’s pelvic bone and his foot. "That did not hurt did it?" Rex asks, the smirk now fully shown as he watches his brother’s reaction.

 

Rex grin only widens as Max’s face contorts in pain.

 

“Oh god.”

 

Max slumps to the ground on all fours gasping for air.

 

Rex continues to stare and nods his head. “Yup, I guess I did hurt that bad.”

 

“Hey…” Max starts and stops, closing his eyes and takes a breath for finishing. “I didn’t hit you that hard.”

 

“Yeah well, at least you knew it was coming, huh?” Rex says.

 

“Kinda? You had me close my eyes…remember?” Max says moaning and grabbing himself between the legs and cupping his balls gently.

 

“Yeah but I had no warning,” Rex reminds him.

 

“Still…”

“What's the matter?” Rex says patting Max on the head, roughing his brother’s curls, “You gave me a free shot. It’s not like it was going to feel good after all.”

 

Max looks up, and the look he gives Rex makes him a bit nervous. “What? We good? Let’s go home.” He suggests.

 

Rex grinning, rubs Max a bit as Max stares up through his thick black lashes and blinks a few times, before licking his lips planting his feet and reaches up underneath Rex’s shorts and grabs his ballbag; the tightie whities that Rex wears offers no protection as his fingers curl around each testicle.

 

“Wha…what are you doing?” Rex asks gulping.

 

“Try and stop me,” Max say grinning mischievously, and tightens his grip. “I dare you, or give in and tell me about your feelings for Bill.”

 

Rex moans and drops next to his brother, joining him on the ground on his knees. “Come on man…my balls.”

 

“You mean these little things?” Max mocks. “More like a pair of gumdrops. Speaking of dropping, when do you think these will?” Max asks meanly giving Rex’s nutbag a rough tug.

 

Rex grits his teeth, trying hard not to cry out. His balls are exploding in Max’s fist, and that evil twinkle is in his brother’s eyes making him feel wary and that’s when he notices how close Max’s nuts are to his right hand, and it’s too tempting to resist a target so close at hand.

 

In a flash, as Max jostle Rex’s nuts squishing Rex’s raspberries Rex makes a fist and uppercuts Max between the legs, hitting the bottom of his ballsack so hard that Max’s eyes bulge and he coughs swearing that his balls must be in his throat.

 

A single gasp escapes Max’s lips as his eyes cross and his hand starts loosen their grip on Rex’s balls, and squirmy testes slip free.  Max quivers on his knees and as they begin to buckle and he falls to his side grabbing his own scrotum and writhing on the pavement; with his legs curling up against his ass in the fetal position. Max moans out loud as the pain thunders inside of his sac.  Max’s balls ache like they not ached in so long. 

 

“My...uhnhu...bbb..ballls...” Max utters, as his fingers probe his swelling testicles feeling the horrid throbbing.

 

Staring up into Rex’s eyes Max realizes that he did not squeeze his balls hard enough to subdue him, and that mistake costed him. Max’s strength now seems to be drained and his arms lay limp like overcooked noodles by his sides and won’t move, as he slowly folds deeper in on himself, cradling onto his aching nuts. “I just want the pain to end...damn you man...” Max says.

 

Rex still clings to his own boyhood, happy to be free of his twins clutches but his nuts hurt too. Rex slowly climbs to his feet, but a wave of pain rips through his abdomen and he hunches over gasping. “My nuts, oof you got my nuts good.”

 

The twins stay on the sidewalk close to their house feeling their oats for a while, and also feeling kinda stupid as time goes on.

 

“Max?” Rex asks.

 

“Yeah, Rex?”

 

“We could have been playing video games, having a snack or even getting our homework done. Instead this happened.”

 

Max closes his eyes, and nods his head in agreement. Max’s mouth is still close to the pavement and he feels the warmth of the sun and smells the asphalt and dirt as he says in turn “My fault this time.”

 

“Usually, it’s mine.” Rex agrees coming up and walking over to Max. “Ready to head home?”

 

Max looks up warily, the sun blocking out most of his brothers face.

 

“Truce?” he asks.

 

“Come on, I’ll kick your ass on the PS5 instead.”

 

Max hesitates a moment later, and takes Rex’s offered hand and as he pulls him up to standing both he and his brother grab each other’s nuts finding and locating the family gonads so easily both of them regretting wearing the loose fitting athletic shorts that they picked out this morning for school.

 

Staring at each other, neither blinks but both have their hand deep in the other’s shorts, rolling the squishy nuts around in their brother’s nutbag.

 

A car horn beeps in the distance, startling the brothers and they both squeeze a bit harder. Rex winces, and Max gasps but otherwise they stay in their upright positions as the car slows down next to them.

 

“There they go again,” laughs Adam.

 

Chuckling Chase says, “Are you two busy, or do you want to get an extra practice in? The seventh graders cancelled their time slot for the week for the pool and I offered to take their slot. Double practices. Unless of course you would rather…do that.”

 

Max and Rex’s cheeks color red with embarrassment. Slowly the two loosen their grips and let go.

 

“There you go,” Chase says still laughing. “Now get in.”

 

Rex climbs into one side, and Max in the other.

 

As Max moves to buckle his seatbelt, he gets in a quick jab into Rex’s small protruding bulge, and loves the way his knuckles sink deep into the soft mesh shorts his brother wears as well as nailing Rex’s nuts to his pelvis.

 

Rex bends down and coughs whimpering out “You bitch.”

 

Chase and Adam look at each other, and burst out laughing as Chase flicks his directional on and starts to pull away from the curb.

 

Max covers his groin defensibly after he clicks his seat belt in place and smugly stares at his brother. “I did not kick that you by accident when I let that stone get away. I did it on purpose.”

 

“I knew it!” moans Rex, still huddled in on himself. “I… I’m going to get you back…in the pool.”

 

Max grin widens. “You are welcome to try and honestly this was me getting you back from all the times you seem to be going after my balls.”

 

Chase’s lightening blue eyes watch the twins in his rearview mirror, and smiles. Adam looks over one shoulder and shakes his head.

 

But neither see that the sibling rivalry between Max and Rex has just intensified.

 

Max can see his brother’s mind whirling with ideas behind his amber eyes, just like he is. Licking his lips slowly Max adds “And when you fail, you will be at my mercy bro.”

 

Rex freezes, and the car seems to cool down as the boys all wait on Rex’s reaction.

 

Saying nothing, Rex still holding onto his nuts buckles his seat belt and stares out the window glancing at his brother’s reflection and finding his eyes. Then he gathers his words and carefully tells his brother…

 

“This means war.”

 

End…?