The Day After written By Jimmy

 

The Day After

 

By Jimmy

 

The next day. Junior is walking around with a limp. His balls have been worked over so much that the bloated testicles ache even when they touch or god forbid, bounce against Junior’s thighs. He does not wear underwear but gym shorts, the material soft and giving him lots of room. 

Lounging on the couch Junior yawns, and closes his eyes starting drift off to sleep.

A few minutes later, Caleb comes in wearing a wet bathing suit from swimming in Chase’s pool from next store. He spots Junior on the coach napping, his shirt off and wide open. Caleb can make out the significant pouch between his younger brother’s legs. The large fat nuts so inviting, he is not sure if he is capable of resisting.

Caleb grins as he steps forward to take advantage of Junior and bust his balls.

But Junior is too quick and catches Caleb before he can strike.

"Stop! Don't touch them, okay?"

"Fine." Caleb says and sits down next to his brother.

"Good. I've learned my lesson."

"Well, I'm still mad at you."

"Sorry, Caleb. I promise I'll never do anything like that again. Honest."

"Yeah, whatever. Just don't be so careless next time. Or else..."

"Got it. Thanks, man."

"Okay."

"Hey, what's that?"

Caleb looks down and Junior sees it. The older brother has a small lump in his bathing suit, and he is holding it down with his left hand.

Junior’s eyes widen as Caleb reaches down and adjusts himself.

"What's the matter, Caleb?"

"Nothing."

"Is that a boner? Why are you hard?”

Caleb opens his mouth unsure what to say, but Junior reaches out to touch it and Caleb’s mouth goes dry as Junior grabs his small spike and rubs it between his fingers. 

“Yup…hard as rock!” Junior exclaims loudly, a toothy grins spreading on his face, all notions of a quick nap disappear.

Caleb rolls his eyes, “Alright you had your fun now…Junior!”

Junior’s other hand grabs the wet bulge. The testicles are acorn size and fit snuggly in his embrace. “So small…and vulnerable. I could crush them right now…want me to?” Junior asks, his eyes dancing with mischief.

"N-no...you promised!"

"I promised not to hit your nuts, didn't I? Well, that doesn't include these."

"Please...bro. We can just…forget about this. Go back to holding the promise…okay, bro? I'm sorry for busting your nuts yesterday. But if we don’t stop this…then we both will regret it."

"Too late for that." Junior does not even think about his brother’s suggestion, or the possible outcomes of this not working out well for himself. 

Junior's grip tightens, and Caleb yelps, his cock and balls being crushed under the force. The wet bathing suit outlines his privates perfectly giving Junior the best advantage to squeezing his older brother and he sits up excited that he has him under his clutches. 

“Got you now!” Junior says, his smile is bright as his eyes are dark and filled with intent.

Caleb can only close his eyes, and brace himself for the worst. Juniors fingers are curling in like a bear trap and he feels just as trapped as Junior locks on, grabbing his balls in a perfectly applied nutclaw.

Caleb’s cock is hardening fast, his heart beating out of control and his chest rising up and down like a jack hammer. He pants softly, unable to believe this is happening.

"Ahhh!"

"You are so screwed, Caleb!"

"Not my balls, please! Shit…you…uuugh, you got me once yesterday. Don’t do it…uuugh…again!” Caleb pleas.

"Should've thought about that before busting my balls, Caleb. And making me cum…so many time, man. You had to know that this is what was going to happen!” Junior’s fingers sink in deeper, as Junior tries to pinch Caleb’s small grapes flat. 

Caleb jerks, his body upwards, Junior is next to him fingers working away at his wet bathing suit crotch, the swimsuit squishes and makes quiet wet squirts as his shorts leak water from the pool where he was playing with Chase earlier the water pooling on the leather and spilling onto the floor in quiet rolling drips. He should have stayed there baking in the warm morning sunshine. 

He does not give in, Caleb grabs Junior’s wrist trying to pull off Junior’s nutclaw grip but his brother grunts saying “I don’t think so” and digs in deeper, holding on and crushing Caleb’s testicles more firmly in his closed, clenched fist. 

Caleb’s eyes water, and he pleads openly now “Oh…shit…don’t they…hurt, stop squeezing so hard…fuuuck, bro!” 

Junior’s fingers sink in a bit more and he grins “You don’t stop when I asked you to, can’t see why I should either. You only kept going…squeezing like this!” Junior twists his wrist and pulls Caleb towards him. Caleb screeches across the couch pulled up against his brother. Caleb is breathing fast, heart pumping wildly his spike hardened like a dagger gigs into Junior’s abdomen against his hardened abs and Juniors eyes widen in surprise. 

“Still hard…looks like we share this in common!”

“Fuuuuck…no, bro…st—stop!” Caleb begs, grabbing Junior’s shoulders as an intense wave a pleasure fueled pain washes over him and he throbs against Junior. “Not…my balls, anything but my balls…bro…”

Junior laughs, and leans closer to Caleb whispering in his ear.

His hot breath tickling the hairs in Caleb’s ear, he says softly, "Now...who's the bitch, big brother?"

"Fuuuck…you. I am…okay…just stop!” At this point, Caleb would have done anything Junior said to have him stop.

"Damn right."

Caleb is sweating, the heat from the room and the closeness of his brother is making him feel uncomfortable, his hard prick is pulsing and the feeling is driving him crazy. But it’s his balls that have his attention, locked in Junior’s nutclaw. Junior has balls too and he reaches for his brother’s sack now and Junior instinctively darts back.

“Not going to happen, again!” Junior swings his fist back and pushes Caleb’s nuts to the end of his ballsack. The small outline of each ball pressed firmly against the wet bathing suit looks like a pair of extra small ping pong balls. Junior aims for that and punches the mound hard, Caleb’s nuts flatten out and Junior brings his knuckles in deep sinking as deep as his knuckled punch could go. The feeling of testes squishing against his knuckles brings Junior a euphoric glee and he keeps up the building pressure, testing the very limits of Caleb’s vulnerable nutsack. 

“Aaaaaaaaarrrggggghhhhh!” Caleb hollers. Junior has him, and there is nothing that Caleb can do to stop him. His balls are going to be crushed and there is nothing he can do.

Caleb cannot hold back and he screams out, tears filling his eyes. His balls are throbbing, and burning.

"You really had no chance…not against me! You got lucky yesterday, but I reached my limit of what I am going to take from you big brother…now it’s my turn to finish you off!” Junior says, voice growing loudly. 

Junior's fist sinks deeper, his knuckles pushing the boy’s testicles to their limit, Caleb cannot believe how hard Junior is crushing his nuts.

“Nooo….my balls, oh no….I can’t—can’t uuughhhhhh!” 

Caleb is a mess falling backwards against the sofa, Junior follows his prey, his body leaning over him his hand barely full…but he continues on not giving Caleb a moment’s reprieve. 

Writhing underneath Junior, Caleb’s body rises up against Junior’s then falls back against the coach every thrust in ever to escape, but each time his swelling cock hits Junior it gushes a pleasureful burst of distraction and wetness. The small outlet is all he has and Caleb uses it despite Junior’s hand clutching and crushing his vulnerable nads with each grasping squeeze. 

What Junior loves best about busting his older brother is how his hand is barely full. The power in which he hast as he holds the small parts of Caleb’s nuts, while he squeezes. It is so easy to tryout here because of the control he has over Caleb’s little raisins. And Junior does pressing his fingers into different sections of Caleb’s scrotum, exploring how best to squish the contents of his pouch based on the louder gasps and moans coming from Caleb. 

Caleb can feel Junior almost dissecting his nutsack with the precision of a surgeon as he drills away to his nut core center from various angles. Pain blossoms in spasms, not current but jarring and hard to prepare for. Sweat beads on his brow, and his erection no longer stands tall, but falters like a dying flame. 

“Oooh god…J…Junior—my…uuuggh, uhh, Ughhh!”

Caleb’s back arches and Junior pulls him closer, so near that he can smell sugary cereal of Captain Crunch that still lingers on his breath as Caleb moans. 

“I’m just trying to see how best to—-oh that’s it!” Junior laughs as he watches Caleb spasming below him like he is performing an exorcism. Caleb thrashes beating against Junior’s chest with closed fists trying to be anything to get his young brother off of his groin. 

Junior holds him steady remarking “When I squeezes you right here…it seems even more sensitive Caleb, yeah…that scream really makes me think I’m making this worse!”

The thoughts of Junior yesterday at the mercy from Caleb, comes back to him as Caleb gasps his body convulsing in evident misery fuels him to keep going. Junior squeezes down his nutclaw until he feels Caleb’s balls pulsing and he holds his brother captive here waiting until Caleb finally knows how it feels to not be able to come back from the low blows. 

The door opens behind the brothers and Junior pauses his squeeze, his hand almost leaving Caleb as he growls “Don’t say a word.”

Junior sits up, one hand still holding Caleb’s scrotum as he sits in front of his brother, trying to cover him from the viewpoint of the door. 

“Hey—Dad….oh! Logan…what are you doing here?” Junior asks, slightly out of breath.

Logan has a towel thrown over one shoulder, sunglasses on his face as the 19 year old wrestling assistant coach steps into the room. 

“Hey kiddo! Is your brother around, I was going to show him some more moves in the pool next door? He said that he wanted a break but…” Logan’s voice trails off as his eyes adjust to the interior light and sees exactly what has been keeping Caleb from getting back outside. 

“Oh—you guys are…”

“Yeah, we are busy. I’m wrestling Caleb so…you can go—-now”

The door closes. 

“Hey, I can give you feedback. After all I’m the wrestling coach…wrestling assistant.” Logan corrects, as he grins stepping forward and then spots Junior’s hand on Caleb’s shorts his fingers clearly around Caleb’s privates. “Ah…it’s that kind of match.” Logan’s smile widens.

Junior grins, “Yeah you remember those.” Junior clears his throat, his hand squeezing a bit to make Caleb stiffen. “You didn’t want to get mixed up in this.” Junior points to Logan’s own bulge. “Remember how we…busted you.”

Logan Kruger does, and he does not need any refreshing. “Yeah, but…maybe we could just cool it Junior. We can all go take a swim instead.” Logan puts one hand on Junior’s bare shoulder and he tenses. 

“Logan…you don’t want…”

Logan’s grip increases. “I think that I must insist.”

Junior rolls his eyes. “Your funeral” Junior’s foot is fast springing up between Logan’s legs. The puddle reflecting the upward arc of his bare foot from Logan’s wet suit as Junior pounds his instep between Logan’s thighs. The hard squelch of Logan’s bulge squishes as a hard splat echoes in the living room. Logan’s eyes widen and he jumps back yelping and says “Junior…it’s on now.”

Junior squeezes his hand, crushing Caleb’s balls one more time and says like a hunter trying to protect his prey, “I know…but you interrupted me. And I am far from done with Caleb. Now don’t go anywhere…bro.”

Junior launches himself at Logan, and Logan just gets into his wrestling stance as Junior slams against him, a ferrous stare in his eyes. Junior is all teeth, snarling as he tries to puff up what little muscles he has on his tight frame and locks arms with Logan. 

Beside Junior, Logan is much more of a Goliath while his younger cousin Junior plays the part of David. Logan just took a nut shot and is still recovering as they grapple his eyes widen in the surprise attack. 

“Good form” Logan admit, but tosses Junior like a ragdoll onto the couch with an easy swing. 

Junior lands in a heap, air leaving his lungs next to Caleb, who is still in the fetal position. But his breathing seems to be more normalized, and Junior knows he has to end this soon, or Logan will try and intervene again and he will never finish what he started earlier with Caleb. 

Logan does just that. Stepping forward, Junior rolls out of the way, his hand grabbing the back of Logan's head as the wrestler swivels and grabs Junior’s ankles and pulling him backwards. Junior tries to move away but Logan grabs his wrists pinning him overhead and sitting firmly on the boy’s thighs. 

“Shit!” Junior curses as Logan's hand reaches down and cups his crotch suggestively.

“Now…how should I bust these nuts, Junior. A squeeze? A punch? Or maybe slap them around…make them dance?”

Junior writhes underneath him and sneers, “Do your worst…I can, my nuts are strong.” Junior yells out, voice loud and clear while his heart pounds in his chest.

Logan grins “We will see…now pick your pleasure. How do you want me to hit you?” Logan get’s a good grip on Junior’s nutsack, with him not wearing any underwear…that is quite easy to do.

Junior only shakes his head, not answering. He does not plan on it either.

Logan shrugs and goes for the easy option, his palm flat and extended upwards, he slaps down onto Junior's nuts, the force of the blow reverberates through Junior's entire body.

"Fuck!" Junior groans, his body shuddering from the impact, but he is not defeated yet.

"How about this?" Logan's hand slams back down, harder than the last strike and Junior's eyes widen, a sudden gasp escaping his parted lips slightly and he slowly widens his eyes as the second slap registers. 

“Still ready to fight? Then I might as well try the ball claw.”

Junior swallows hard as Logan grabs his full pouch between his legs, Junior wiggles around uselessly trying to escape Logan, but Logan has him by at least 100 pounds. Junior is not going anywhere. 

Logan’s hand closes firmly down, and Junior feels the familiar pulse in Logan’s hands. This is going to hurt…and hurt badly.

Logan's fingers dig into the boy’s scrotum, his hand wrapping around them, his fingers sinking into the soft skin. His hand is like a vise, clamped shut, his grip tightening with every second, and Junior groans softly.

"Fuuuck!"

Logan smirks, "This is gonna be good!"

Junior tries to free his nuts, his hands pulling at Logan's, but it is pointless. Logan’s grip is strong, and he fights Junior and forces his wrists to stay put. 

“You got him…now!” Caleb says joyfully carefully pinching one of Junior’s nipples as he starts to sit-up. 

“Ah!” Junior says in shock. 

“Don’t distract him from the main event. I’ve got his balls.”

"Fuuck!...Uuuughhh!" Junior cries out, his body shaking uncontrollably. His eyes are wide with pain, and his teeth are clenched.

"That's it. Take it like a man, Junior." Logan smirks.

Junior grits his teeth, trying to hold back the pain. His balls ache, and throb, and his cock twitches against Logan's hand, and he hopes that his older cousin does not take notice.

‘I don’t want to get hard’ Junior thinks as he struggles, biting his bottom lip but Logan’s fingers tighten a bit more and all thoughts dissipates as Logan squeezes him again, like he would a pair of oranges trying to extract the juice from inside of fruits.

"I think that's enough for today, Logan."

"No...I'm not ready to stop yet." Junior says defiantly, breathing hard but still fighting regardless.

Logan smirks, and his fingers dig into Junior's sack. He presses down hard, and Junior feels his balls being crushed.

Junior gasps, his cock jerking.

Logan leans down, and says “You have the Kruger genes I see” and laughs. “Impressive for one your size.

Junior’s face turns red, and he attempts to escape again, but Logan holds him steady. “Naw, you are not leaving not until I have had my fun…after all you just said that you don’t give up.”

Sitting next to Logan now, Caleb eases one of his hands down Junior’s abs while Logan is distracted with squishing his brother’s balls and leering into Junior’s face and wraps each finger around Junior’s growing member, after slipping his hand down underneath Junior’s gym shorts, the elastic band old and well-worn proves no match for his desire to get to his brother’s growing penis and grabs him firmly about the tip. 

“You…” Junior breathes out, as the fingers curl around his stem. He shivers as Caleb starts pumping him and Logan meanwhile keeps up a steady grip and squeezing of his nuts.

Logan says, his eyes looking at Junior intently and his mouth grinning as Junior is starting to look like he is enjoying the torture that both him and his brother are giving him.

"You are one tough little guy” Logan says impressed. “You giving up now?”

"Not a chance."

Junior moans softly, his body writhing under Logan's grip.

Caleb squeezes his cockhead and feels it, Junior’s cock is starting to leak. 

"Heh, you are enjoying this, aren't you, Junior?"

"No..."

Logan grins. "Well, let's see how long you can hold out. You want to give up, don't you?"

Junior doesn't reply.

"C'mon, tell me."

Junior's teeth are gritted, his eyes closed tightly. Caleb is beating him off faster now, and it’s then that he feels Caleb’s wrist bump his own and he looks over at Caleb spotting where his hand has wondered off to. 

“Caleb…what the hell, man…I don’t need your help. Get that hand of yours out of there!” Logan says firmly.

Caleb grins, his wrist twisting, as he jerks Junior off stem to tip, stem to tip…slow and repetitive. Not being careful now with touching Logan’s ball crushing fist. Junior’s body responds, by flexing his hips as Caleb pleasures him. Junior moans as Caleb spends some time encircling his pink cock head, and teasing the tip. Junior’s eyes widen and he shifts his hips up to meet Caleb’s hand. 

“Junior likes it…right Junior!” Caleb teases, jerking him a few more strokes.

Logan stops squeezing Junior’s balls and wraps one hand around Caleb’s saying “Maybe you deserved what Junior was doing to you before.” Caleb gasps as his balls are squeezed in Logan’s hand, the elder cousin now crushing his own balls instead of Junior’s. 

“It’s what…I was trying to tell you” Junior says through a quiet moan. 

Logan’s hand gently cups Junior’s bulge now adding to the younger kid “I think I owe you an apology.” Junior shudders as Logan explores his boys, inspecting every inch of his scrotum while he palpates Caleb’s sack with hard, quick squeezes. 

“L—Logan…not my nuts…Junior’s…squeeze his!” Caleb pleads, eyes widening in alarm as Logan digs into his scrotum. 

“I gotta say…you won’t find very much down there, Logan. His balls have yet to drop,” Junior smiles wide, showing all his teeth. “Maybe you could help him along with. Few good really hard yanks!” Junior laughs and then Logan gives his balls a pat and releases his hand hold. 

Junior sits up, cupping his sack and attempts to steady his berating and lessen the erection poking up rather obnoxiously between his legs. Junior says “I want in on finishing my brother off. But you take your turn, I am good at waiting. Especially while I am being entertained.” Junior winks at Caleb and grabs his wrists pulling them behind his brother’s back so that Logan can use both hands...if he wants to. 

Caleb is helpless. His balls are already throbbing, and Junior is holding his hands preventing him from really being able to fight back.

"I guess it's my turn to get a little revenge on you for yesterday” Logan says. “Sounds like Junior was telling me the truth.”

"You… got yours!" Caleb cries out to Junior as Logan fishes around his swim shorts for a better angle, and starts pulling on Caleb’s sack. ‘Might as well try Junior’s suggestion,’ Logan thinks.

"Yeah, and now I'm gonna have mine." Junior says in Caleb’s ear, while he squeezes his brother’s hands together, keeping him from going anywhere. 

“I appreciate the assist” says Logan as he uses both hands on Caleb’s sack, the tiny spuds are so easy press with his thumbs…like squishing mini M&M’s.

“Aaaaaaaaerrrgggggh!” Caleb cries out, as Logan works over his balls.

The pain is almost unbearable, but Logan keeps going, squeezing Caleb's testicles.

Junior smirks and says, "He is not getting out of this easily.

Logan nods and pulls Caleb towards him so that his body is stretched across his legs and he can use his hands to keep on pressing down.

"You know, these little nuts feel like they're about to burst, Caleb.”

Caleb’s eyes widen in alarm, and he starts shaking his head “No…you…you wouldn’t!”

Logan only smiles “No…but I could. You should be nicer to your younger brother.” Logan digs into the small scrotum with his thumb nails and Caleb feels like his balls are about to be sliced in half. He groans, as his body flashes with white hot pain centered on his thundering boyhood.

Caleb is sweating, his muscles tense, his balls screaming in pain, his erection is non-existent and the room is filled with the smell of sweat, chlorine, and musk.

Logan is still going, his hands gripping and squeezing the smaller boy's nuts. Caleb groans, his head resting on the sofa.

“Want me to stop?” Logan teases, his blue eyes locked on Caleb’s 

“Yes!” Caleb gushes. 

“Good cause then it’s going to be my turn. I really want to kick him in the balls…and knee. He kneed me so many times yesterday” Junior explains to Logan. 

“Naughty, naughty.” Logan nods. “Guess I should let Junior have a go…to really make our point heard loud and clear.”

Junior has an evil glint in his eye, and Caleb is starting to look worried.

Caleb says, "What...what are you doing?"

"Well, Junior told me what happened yesterday. So, I think I'm going to have to teach him a lesson about respect, and you're going to be the demonstration.”

"Fuck you!"

Junior laughs.

Logan rolls his eyes and says "That's the idea."

Junior yanks on Caleb’s arms until he forces him to stand, his balls cords are stretched to their limit and Caleb looks down at his groin, concern and pain etched into his face. 

“Switch! Grab his arms and then—my turn!” Junior says. 

“Gladly” Logan snaps back Caleb’s nutsack which shoot his balls against his body with two small thumps. Caleb grunts at each impact and Junior shoves Caleb to Logan who grasps him with a smile. 

Caleb moves in with pleading eyes, and then knees Logan in his unsuspecting balls with a hard crack. The blow bounces off the walls and Logan’s mouth falls open in surprise and pain as Caleb whirls around and kicks out at Junior next. 

Junior jumps back…but not in time. Caleb’s kick hits him squarely in the balls and he is rocketed backwards landing on the floor. Juniors back cracks on the carpet, the sound slightly muffled as Caleb goes down to one knee grabbing his groin “I have to get out of here,” Caleb pants looking for the nearest exit, one hand firmly cupping his small groin.

Logan is still on his knees, and he shakes his head trying to clear the cobwebs.

"That's...going to cost you," he says, already starting to stand up.

Junior is also getting up, his balls throbbing, but he refuses to be put down.

"Yeah...I think that's enough wrestling lessons. I want you to teach him a lesson, Logan,” Caleb says darting past the pair and taking off towards the front door. 

“After him!” Junior shouts and takes off running by, one hand still cupping his junk. The brother’s look comical each one holding their privates with one hand, running quickly through the living room.

Caleb gets to the door first and when he opens it he spots Chase, arm raised about to knock. Chase is in a pair of his boyfriend’s speedos, the slight red material fits around his bulge almost perfectly and his penis snaking down and pointing towards his hip. Chase smiles bewildered and says “Where’s Logan—he went to get you and—ugh!” 

“I don’t have time for this!” Caleb kicks Chase right between the legs, the spreading of his thighs makes a perfect nest for Caleb’s booted naked foot that hits him square. Chase’s eyes widen in surprise, “No—not my big balls!” Chase’s face crumples and he sags in the doorway as Caleb sneaks past him running up the walkway and out onto the sidewalk. 

Junior is right behind him saying “Damn…that must have hurt” with a smile at Chase and smacks his ass with a quick slap on the way out. 

Before Chase can react further, Logan has a hand on his shoulder and is squeezing the muscle. “On a scale of 1 to 10…how hard was that kick?”

“T—ten…” Chase groans and sinks to his knees. “Fuck.”

Junior catches sight of Caleb just before he ducks around the corner. Junior speeds up, chasing his older brother throughout the neighborhood. It’s mid-morning during the summer, but it’s a work day and mostly everyone is out of the house working.

Junior runs down the road, trying to keep up with Caleb, and he is almost catching up when Caleb ducks into an alleyway.

Junior follows, his feet slapping against the concrete. He rounds the corner and is met with an empty alleyway.

“No way…where did he go?”

Junior heads down the darkened ally, he has to double check maybe Caleb is hiding. The shadows fall in different places, and as Junior goes deeper he notices that his eyes need to adjust. He pauses for a moment to let his eyes do just that, as his ears pick up the slightest of sound. Junior turns back and spots a woman walking her dog, the snuffling animal pauses for a moment and barks. Junior smiles at the dog, and whispers “Good boy.”

The dog lazily wags its tail before it’s pulled away. 

Junior shudders and shivers and as he turns his head back to the ally Caleb is there punching him solidly in the stomach. 

Junior gags “Uuukkkkk!” grabbing his bare stomach but Caleb grasps his neck stopping his groaning with each finger wrapped around Junior’s throat. 

“Now it’s my turn…your revenge is over!” Caleb is smug as he presses into Junior’s throat and takes him deeper into the ally to the very back, dragging him kicking and fighting until he grabs one of Junior’s wrists wrapping it around a hanging rope from a ladder at the very back. 

The knot is quick, Caleb’s rope tying tricks of his youth always made him quick with his fingers. Tying knots was an easy badge for him when he was a Cub Scout comes into importance here. Junior manages to pull his neck free, one arm swings at Caleb who catches it and boots Junior in the stomach silencing his efforts as he grunts folding over which gives Caleb all the time he needs to finish tying Junior up. 

“You…let me go!” 

Caleb shakes his head, stepping back. “Not going to happen bro, now I have you alone and no one is going to interrupt us. You should have never have gone for my balls.” Caleb’s foot sails up right into Junior’s privates, pounding his brother’s nuts right up into his pelvis. 

Junior swears he can almost tastes his balls caught in his throat. Junior swings madly at the ropes, trying to pull free, while his arms overhead don’t seem to budge. The knots hold him still. He hangs feeling the painful throbs and Junior grits his teeth hoping that it will be this one kick but knowing that Caleb is just getting started with him. 

“You can’t keep me here” Junior moans. “The others…they will find us.”

“Not yet” Caleb’s grin is almost cruel and his hands slips down Junior’s shorts and grasping his nuts, one per hand. The skin to skin contact makes Junior gasp, eyes flashing with concern. 

“Oh no…” Junior whispers. “Be…careful with those, bro…you…oh shit.”

“You aren’t in a place to make demands” Caleb says, his fingers roaming over Junior’s scrotum feeling his balls swish and slip within the thin ballsack. Junior is on pins and needles as Caleb touches him. 

Junior’s breathing increases, his eyes following his older brother’s fingers as he looks down the opening into his shorts staring at his nakedness in Caleb’s hands.

Caleb grins at Junior and his fingers dig in, his knuckles pressing against the boy’s scrotum. Junior is panting heavily as he feels the pulse of his groin spreading from outwards, and he can see the pleasure starting to build on his face.

Junior grits his teeth, trying not to let the pleasure get to him, but it is impossible. His balls are so sensitive, and he can feel his cock growing in his shorts. The worst part is, that Caleb will know this too. The brother’s eyes meet and Junior shakes his head “Bro…too far, ugh, ugh, ugh.” Junior groans after each throb from his brother’s squeezing fists. 

“Looks like your balls aren’t empty anymore from yesterday’s adventures…I can make you give me another load,” Caleb looks around the cold ally, neither brother dressed appropriately in their bare feet. “Not that anyone would notice your semen in this rank ally.” 

“Fuck bro…don’t drain me again…” Junior pleads, a moan coming from him as Caleb’s hands cupping his genitals while his sweaty hands work over his younger brother. Junior’s nuts twist and throb as Caleb’s able fingers sink into Junior’s soft tissue making him squirm and wiggle against the ropes bound to his wrists. 

“Drain you…now that’s an idea.”

Junior shakes his head, eyes soft as he opens his mouth but all that comes out is a soft moan. Junior feels himself growing harder by the second and he reflects that coming after Caleb might have been a mistake, but it is impossible to change his situation now. Junior looks up at the ropes, as he dangles unable to pull free. 

Just then Junior feels his shorts being pulled down, and they slip to his feet below and his brother’s assess to his balls goes from bad to worse. 

Junior's breath hitches and he whimpers quietly, "What…what are you doing?" He asks, not wanting to know the answer. 

"Something I've wanted to do for a long time," Caleb replies, his hands stroking the underside of Junior's balls.

"You've always hated my nuts...why?"

Caleb is quiet for a moment.

“I don’t hate your nuts bro…they are just…too damn big, and it’s not fair!” Caleb sighs and his fingers gently cup his little brother's nutsack, rubbing them between his fingers.

Junior's head falls back, a low moan escaping his lips. "Fuck!" He breathes.

Caleb smiles.

"You like that?"

"Y—yeah…it feels… good” he admits as pleasure, undeniable throbs from his groin. “B—but not here Caleb. I don’t…I’m so naked and exposed,” Junior says, his eyes closing as the warm feeling rush through him, while his teeth clench, and his jaw tightens. “Anyone…could see…if they come down to the end of the…ugh, ugh…alley.”

Junior’s eyes widen and he groans, realization coming.

“Oh…my…you…are going to make me…cum if you keep doing that. I’m already so…empty from yesterday. I don’t think…ooo…I’ll be able to make a lot.” Junior whispers, his balls are so sore and tender.

Caleb looks over his younger brother, his eyes raking over Junior's naked chest.

"Well, we're gonna find out, aren't we?"

Caleb starts to squeeze Junior's balls, his fingers pressing in.

"Ughhh! Fuck!" Junior cries out, his legs trembling, and his balls aching. He pulls at the ropes, his chest heaving with effort as his brother crushes his balls. Junior’s nuts are so tender, as Caleb squeezes his sensitive nuts and Junior moans, fighting not to give in to Caleb’s ways.

Caleb grins and squeezes harder, his hands tightening around his younger brother's balls.

"Fucking hell!" Junior yells, his voice echoing through the ally.

Caleb lets out a small laugh, his eyes dancing as he squeezes his little brother's sack.

"Does that hurt?"

"Fuck yeah, it hurts. What the fuck do you think? It’s my…boynuts…and…oooh, you keep squeezing them!”

Caleb doesn't let up, his hands squeezing hard and fast. Junior's balls are so sore, and his legs tremble as his brother tortures him. Junior's nuts are starting to throb, his cock growing hard, and he can feel his body reacting. He pulls against the ropes, his legs shaking.

"Caleb, stop! I can't take it!"

"Oh, you can't take it, huh?"

"No! It's too…t—oooo… shit…bro, my boys…uh, uh, uh, uuuugh!”

Caleb laughs.

"Yeah, right. You're a tough guy, aren't you?"

Caleb keeps squeezing, his hands working over Junior's balls. Junior is shaking, his body trembling as his brother continues to torture him.

"Fucking hell!" He yells, his voice echoing through the alley.

Caleb only squeezes harder, his fingers digging into Junior's sack.

"Ugh, fuck…ooooo…you…bro. Stop it, please!"

Junior is pulling hard against the ropes, his body shaking with effort. Caleb is relentless, his hands squeezing and kneading Junior's balls.

"Please, dude. I can't take anymore," Junior begs, his voice barely a whisper.

"You want me to stop?"

"Yes!"

Junior's face crumples. “I’ll do anything you want, bro….but stop…my boynuts…”

Caleb shakes his head.

"Nope, not going to happen. Not until I am ready to be done…and I am not!”

Caleb doesn't let up, his hands continuing to knead and squeeze poor Junior's sack. Junior is shaking, his balls pulsing with pain, and his legs trembling. Sweat glistens on his chest, and Junior squeezes his hands into fists as Caleb’s relentless nutclaw rakes his testicles like a vice. 

Junior blinks up at the sky, while Caleb’s quiet concentration on him causes pulsing pain blooming from his groin, and spreading dread throughout his lower abdomen. Junior can feel the pressure building, and he knows his body is responding, but the pain is too intense.

Junior lets out a whimper, and his head drops forward. His body shakes, and Junior feels a throb coming from between his legs. The erection has spread until his pulsing Johnson trembles between the brother’s the obvious manly hardness causing both brothers to look down at the throbbing thing. 

Caleb still can’t believe how big his brother is, and up close and tied up Caleb really has full access to his brother without any repercussions. Caleb watches as his little brother squirms and struggles with the pain, his body responding, and his cock is growing in his hands.

Caleb smirks.

"You just can’t help yourself. Like a dog in heat.”

“Fu…uck you!” Junior moan, his voice hit high and high pitch as Caleb squishes his testicles. 

Junior only lets out a soft moan, his eyes closed, and his head tipped back.

Caleb laughs, his hands continuing to massage Junior's sack. He does not give his brother a minute’s reprieve. He has Junior now.

Junior pulls at the ropes, his face crumpling.

"Ugh, dude. Please, stop. It's my balls…my balls…I…ughh, fuck.” Junior zones out for a bit looking over Caleb’s shoulder as painful squish of his nuts break Junior’s eye contact. 

"These family jewels belong in the family Junior, and only I know how to handle this situation” Caleb explains, his hands kneading and squeezing, testing the very limits of Junior’s endurance.

Junior whimpers, his body shaking. “Shit, bro…not my…uuuuugh!”

Caleb can see Junior's eyes water, and he knows his little brother is close to breaking.

"Just give in. Give me what I want. You can't win," Caleb says, his voice a taunting purr.

"N—no," Junior moans, his voice barely a whisper.

Caleb doesn't let up, his hands still kneading and squeezing his brother's nuts.

Junior lets out a low groan, his face twisting in pain.

"I said, give me what I want," Caleb demands, his voice firm.

Junior shakes his head.

"N—no, I won't. You can't make me." Junior pants, his toes digging in as he tries to maintain himself and not let his brother make him orgasm… again.

"Oh yeah?"

"Y-yeah."

"Then I guess we'll have to do this the hard way."

Caleb doesn't let go, his hands never stop moving, and Junior can't help it. His body responds, and he feels the throbbing sensation deep inside his nutsack.

Caleb notices, and he smirks.

"That's right. You're going to give me what I want."

Junior shakes his head, but his body is betraying him.

"Fuck you," he says, his voice barely a whisper.

"No, fuck you, bro. Give in, and I'll stop. Go on make a mess. Let’s see you squirt!"

Junior closes his eyes, his face scrunching up.

"You can't ….uuughhhh…make me."

Caleb doesn't let go, his hands continue to massage and knead.

Junior can't help himself, his body is responding, and the throbbing is getting more intense. Caleb’s fingers work into him, his bruising ballsack aches. The throbs course through his boyhood parts, and Junior tries to reason with Caleb again but he feels a stir in his loins. He’s getting closer now…and Caleb sees it in Junior’s eyes.

Junior is fighting a losing battle, his body is betraying him.

Caleb doesn't let up, his fingers pressing deeply.

"Come on. Give in. You know you want to," he says, Caleb’s voice a taunting purr.

"N—no, not happening."

"Oh yeah? What about now?"

Caleb presses harder, his fingers digging right into Junior’s nut cores. The painful center of each nut Caleb’s thumbs find and sink deeper into his testicle flesh. 

Junior’s eyes widen, and he shakes his head.

"No, not happening," he says, his voice barely a whisper.

"Oh yeah? Then how about now?"

Caleb increases the pressure, and Junior can feel it. He's getting closer.

"Ugh, dude. Just give up. You can't take anymore."

"No…not again…”

Junior’s cock throbs and Caleb focuses in on that grabbing it fully, and switching to squishing Junior’s nuts one handed. He starts to masturbate his brother, his cock is slick with pre-cum and Junior shivers as Caleb works over his hardened erection. Junior’s skin is all goose flesh, but a flush appears on his cheeks as Caleb’s hand quickens pumping him faster. He’s got a good rhythm now and he knows that Junior won’t be able to hold back for long. 

Already Juniors mouth falls open, steady moans deep from him and he can feel his hips meeting Caleb’s pumping action as bursts of pleasure pain come from his sore sack and firmness. Caleb has him. 

“Noo…” Junior moans, eyes rolling back as his brother squeezes his scrotum, fingers rough while beating him off with quick strokes.

Junior shakes his head.

"No, I won't cum…You …no…can't make me.”

Caleb doesn't let up, his hand moving quickly.

Junior can't help himself, his body is betraying him. He closes his eyes, his face crumpling.

"That's right, give in” Caleb sinks down to his knees coming closer to Junior’s groin and Junior’s eyes snap to him as he wiggles his eyebrows and breathes out a hot warm breath on the tip of his dick. 

Junior’s penis hardens even more, and he gasps as his cock throbs. 

“Oooh shit. Bro…not that!”

Caleb breathes on him again, and his tongue juts out and licks his reddened flared cockhead. 

The cock pulses, his balls throb in Caleb’s nutclaw and Caleb licks his lips swears under his breath “Fuck it” and puts his mouth on Junior’s penis.

Caleb can feel his brother's cock throbbing in his mouth on his tongue, and slowly licks the head. Junior's moans are getting louder, and he's starting to lose himself but he shakes his head “N—no, you fucker!” Caleb can taste the pre-cum as it drips onto his tongue.

Junior shakes his head, his hands pulling at the ropes, his body trembling.

"N—no, not happening," he says, his voice a low growl. Junior bites down clenching his jaw as Caleb’s head goes up and down his cock, bobbing away.

Caleb can feel his brother's cock hardening in his mouth, and he can tell that Junior is getting close.

Junior can feel it too, his balls are throbbing, and he can't take it. The pain is too intense.

Caleb looks up at his younger brother, and smirks.

"It's no use. You know you want to cum.” Caleb says popping his head up, and starts to jerk him faster base to tip, and sucks on just his brothers tip, as he works him over. 

“How…who taught you….nnnnngggg!” Junior grunts and slams his cock down Caleb’s throat, his body no longer caring that Caleb is the mouth sucking on him. Junior closes his eyes the feelings washing over him as his cock jerks, he is about to unload and he can’t stop it. Not anymore. 

“I’m gonna” Junior whispers. “I’m…ah…ah…ah…fuck it!”

Junior feels his balls contract, and his cock throbs. The first thick wad shoots right out of him and into Caleb.

Caleb is shocked, he pulls his head back, his eyes widening. He opens his mouth, and the next thick rope hits him square on the chin, and the next one right on the tip of his nose.

Caleb can't believe it. Junior was supposed to be nearly empty…

Junior’s cock blasts him over and over and Junior’s body jerks along with each painful throb as Caleb firmly holds onto his testicles giving little squeezes with every shot of cum. 

Both brothers lose count of Junior’s emissions until only little drops come from his cock tip. Junior pants, his body tired and he slumps back breathing hard. Caleb did it to him again…Junior’s anger rises.

“You…I am going to…wait, st—ooh.”

Caleb sucks Juniors cock back down. Junior is still hard and Caleb knows that Junior is not done…if he came that much he didn’t tap the well within Junior’s testicles. At least not yet.

Caleb wants to drain his brother dry. Junior and his brother seems to be on the same wavelength at least on the point of pleasure. Junior is so sensitive and the suction Caleb is doing causes his body to stiffen, his balls draw up once more and Junior can feel his cock getting thicker, fuller and posing ready to let go. 

“Oh shit, I’m….oh fuck, Caleb.” 

Junior pulls on the ropes, his arms aching as Caleb sucks him the hardness swelling again, pulsing in his throat. Junior’s body responds, and the sensations overwhelming as his loins contract and his cock starts to swell and Junior’s mouth runs dry as his dick spasm again. This time Junior utters no warning as his cock spasms.

Caleb is surprised when his brother comes again so quickly, but he's ready for it. He swallows every last drop of his brother's thick cum, making sure to milk him dry. The load is not as viscose and he spits it onto the dirty ground and takes Junior back into his mouth and sucks a few more times, tasting nothing but Junior’s flesh. Junior's balls throb in his hand, and he can feel the pressure building as his cock swells.

Caleb looks up at his little brother, and smirks. “I think you have another load.”

“I…” Junior starts to say.

Caleb slams him with an uppercut. The blow to his balls is unexpected and after just coming again he hollers, the sound ricocheting around the alley and his dick comes up straight as an arrow and Caleb ignores it, arm yanking back and watching Junior’s nuts swing like a punching back and launches another painful thrust of his arm nailing him again. 

Caleb follows the upward thrust of his arm lifting Junior off the ground, his testicles flattened and screaming as Caleb bounces him on his arm, nuts crunching as he holds the position giving Junior not an inch of mercy. 

“I’m going to make sure that this is the last cum…gotta pound it out of you” Caleb pants, the old fashioned way. 

“Noooooo!” Junior hollers as his body slams against Caleb’s arm one last time, his nuts flattened against Caleb’s muscle, the twitching of his balls pulse in time with his ragged deep breathes. 

Junior lets out a long low moan, his eyes squeezing shut, and his legs shake. His body tenses, and he feels a pressure building inside him.

He can't help himself, his body is betraying him. Caleb has him.

The pleasure builds and builds and Junior can't take it anymore. He's getting closer now, and Caleb doesn't let up. Finally Caleb drops him down to his feet. 

Junior sways, everything hurts but his cock stands ready but the knee lodging itself deep within between the fork of his legs, as Caleb squeezes his shoulders almost causes Junior’s vision to swim. The blow slams his nuts hard against his pelvis and Junior’s eyes roll back. 

“Fuck yeah!” Caleb shouts watching Junior’s deeply bruised balls drop back into the bottom of his sack. 

“Fuuuck…that one felt good.” Caleb smiles at his latest move and grabs Junior’s cock and starts to pump away, as Junior’s body throbs with intense painful bursts coming from his pain filled testicles.

Junior feels Caleb's hands working him over, his cock throbbing.

"Ugh, fuck, bro, oh god….nnnnng….ah ah ah!” Junior moans, his eyes closing.

Caleb only laughs.

"Just give in, bro. You know you want to."

"N—no, I can't take it."

Caleb increases the pressure, and he can hear the sounds coming from Junior's throat like a dying animal as his cock spasm once again in Caleb’s hands and Junior locks eyes with his brother as his spasming jerking cock throbs one last time and he orgasms. 

Junior’s cock throb, the hardness trembling as his body jerks over and over and time time Junior can feel something different…something old and familiar, but he has not had this feeling in so long. When he looks down he realizes what just occurred. 

He came…dry. Not a drop fell. 

When he looks back up, his cock instantly wilting in Caleb’s jerking hand recognition blooms on his face. 

“I did it…bro. You have nothing left!”

Shaking his head, Junior moans. It’s pitiful and he Caleb releases his brother’s drooping penis watching as it shrivels up. 

“Empty again…like a little boy, hah!”

Anger flashes on Junior’s face “I’m going to—-noooooooo!”

Caleb’s foot hits his recently drained nuts the hard crack of nothing in his testicles hits him and Junior’s eyes widen as pain, pain that has not truly been felt since he could orgasm spasms deep with his ballsack. Junior gags and he slumps utterly defeated in the alley. 

Caleb won. 

Caleb whoops, pointing at his younger brother and says “I got you, you are finished! Now you know…when you go for my nuts what will happen!” Caleb grabs his own balls, his cock harder than ever and smiles. “I can always do this again, bro. Remember that.”

Junior says nothing and Caleb steps up and starts to untie the knots. 

Falling to his hands and knees a moment later, Junior looks up at Caleb, triumphant that he has never known on his older brother’s face. 

“See you at home, little bro!”

Caleb turns down the alley, absentmindedly fiddling his his erection as images from the past encounter burn into his memories. He does not want to forget a single second of it. 

~End