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Friday, June 7, 2013
Little'bro (m/m) - repost
More than any other two brothers you could think
of, Tony and Aaron were close. Tony, seventeen, and the older by five years,
was the guardian and caretaker of Aaron since their parents had died three
years previously in a car crash. Aaron was twelve and adored his older brother.
He looked to him for guidance, entertainment and comfort.
Both boys were good looking and had always been
physically close. They’d play together, shower together, hang out on the couch,
sitting intertwined, and they’d always been physically free with each other.
Ever since Aaron was born, Tony had felt protective of Aaron and almost
considered him his little twin. When their parents died, the two of them were
forced to live in an apartment together, sharing a bed, and although it was a
modest lifestyle they were OK financially due to the extraordinarily large life
insurance policies of both their parents.
Tony was 5’11” with scruffy mid-length blond hair.
He had a muscular, tanned, fit body from years of playing sports, but he wasn’t
a jock. He was easy going, informal, and called just about everyone “dude”. If
he’d lived in California
instead of Webster MA, he would certainly have been a surfer. Aaron was
younger, obviously, and had a slimmer build but was still very fit for his age,
pure white skin, and had a shy, quite personality. He’d lost both his parents,
didn’t like school very much, and mostly just liked to be with Tony.
They’d rock out to grunge music every night, eat
Spaghetti-O’s and frozen pizza, watch movies together, and basically lived like
every guy dreamed he could – without care, without restrictions and with plenty
Being twelve, Aaron was approaching puberty, and it
was now he started noticing Tony’s body, especially his big cock and balls. One day, shortly after they’d moved into the one bedroom apartment, Aaron
went into the bedroom to find his big brother naked, on the bed, stroking to
some porn mags.
“Hey, little’bro,” said Tony, without looking up or
“Hey. What are you up to?” asked Aaron. He hopped
up on the bed to sit beside Tony. He’d seen Tony naked plenty of times, but
never using his equipment for anything but peeing.
“Just jerking off. Want to watch?”
“Ok.” Aaron watched for a few minutes, emotionally
aroused by the scene. Tony had a 9.5 inch dick and two enormous egg-shaped
nuts, and Aaron was hypnotized by the way Tony’s testicles jiggled as he
“Can I help?” asked Aaron, eventually.
“Sure, little’bro. Here, play with my nuts while I
Aaron reached out to hold the big eggs and gently
rolled them back and forth, squeezing a little and then stretching them out. They
were so much bigger than his own, and they seemed to move around in their sack
while his brother pleasured himself. The scrotum was big too, and he could pull
Tony’s balls a good four inches away from his body.
“Tony? What are they for?”
“They’re for making little’bros like you,” said
Tony, turning a page.
“I’m about to cum. I’ll show you.” Tony ramped up
the pace of his jacking. Soon he moaned really loudly and Aaron watched as
about a dozen squirts of sticky white stuff pumped themselves out of his dick.
The splatters coated Tony’s rippling, tight stomach.
“This is cum,” said Tony as he fingered the pools
of semen. “It goes into chicks and makes little babies.” Tony lifted one finger
so they could both see it glisten in the lamp-light.
“Can you . . . eat it?” asked Aaron with curiosity.
“Sure, here, have a taste.” Tony held up his finger
and let his little brother suck the jism off of it.
“Tastes kinda salty.”
Tony tasted some for himself. It was kinda salty,
and frothy too. “It’s getting cold though. Most people like it fresh,” he
“You mean you spurt it into their mouths?”
“Yeah, When girls give me head, I cum right down
their throat. It feels sooo good. Like fucking a warm blueberry pie.”
“Hey!” said Aaron. “Let’s go get some! I’m hungry.”
“Ok, little’bro. Let me wash off.”
Since Aaron needed to shower too, they both got in
and helped each other soap up. Aaron fondled his own equipment. “Mine are so
small, Tony. Will they ever get as big as yours?”
Tony soaped up his little brother’s hair with
shampoo. “Sure they will. They’ll be great. Just you wait and see.”
That night, after eating pie and drinking rootbeer
and watching a horror flick, they were in bed, and Aaron started talking about
how much he missed mom and dad, a subject that he brought up a lot, usually at
night. This time, Tony told him to scootch over, and with both of them naked,
Tony held his little brother tightly too him, making him feel safe and warm.
Two days later, on Saturday, Aaron woke up that
morning to find his big brother stroking under the covers.
“Do you do that all the time, Tony?” asked Aaron
“Just relieving my morning wood, little’bro.”
“Can I help?”
“Sure, do whatever you want.”
Aaron crawled under the covers and positioned
himself between his brother’s legs. He decided he wanted to taste those massive
eggs of his brother’s, and so he nestled his face under Tony’s ball bag and
sucked one big nut in. Tony moaned. Aaron suckled on it for quite a while, then
he let it drop out of his mouth so he could swallow the other.
After about five minutes, Aaron felt the ball in
his mouth begin to tighten up and pull away from him. “I’m gonna cum,
little’bro,” said Tony in a husky voice. “Ooohhh, suck on them. Unnnggh”
So, Aaron opened his mouth as wide as he could and did
his best to suck both testicles in at once. He was intrigued to find he could
actually feel the deep muscle contractions in his brother’s sack as he came.
This time, before it could get cold, Aaron slipped up over his brother’s crotch
and tongued the warm jism off those washboard abs. Mmmmm. It was Tony’s essence,
and was so warm and tasty.
After that, Aaron participated in Tony’s nut
sessions almost every day, and it was a system that worked out well – all the
attention to his balls made Tony cum like a race-horse, and Aaron absolutely
loved Tony’s nuts, and the taste of the semen afterwards. In fact, after a
while, Aaron asked if it could be shot directly in his mouth, and of course
Tony agreed. “Sure, little’bro. Whatever you want.”
Aaron quickly learned to anticipate Tony’s imminent
eruption. Either through the tightening of his balls or the extra swelling of
his cock or the increasingly erratic breathing of his brother, Aaron knew when
it was time to scootch around to his brother’s dick and clamp his lips around
its purple head. Out the cum would gush, coating his tongue and spilling down
Coincidently, Aaron began to develop an altogether
different relationship with his big brother’s balls around the same time. Tony
was a first class wrestler, and as he and Aaron liked to wrestle a lot just for
fun, he decided to show his little brother some wrestling techniques.
Typically Tony would arrive after wrestling
practice and Aaron would drop his homework and bag of Cheeto’s and tackle his
big brother as he walked through the front door. Tony always let himself be
pinned to the floor. Then he’d tell Aaron how to weave his arms and legs around
his own to lock them, pull him into torturous positions or wreak havoc with his
joints and back. Still, Tony was a lot stronger and bigger than Aaron, so he
could naturally break out of them whenever he wanted.
One day, while they were both panting on the floor
from playing, Aaron asked, “How can someone like me win at wrestling over
someone like you? I’m so much smaller.” He seemed a little depressed.
Tony grinned, thinking of all the matches he’d won,
and lost. “Go for the nuts, little’bro. They’re a dude’s only weak spot.”
Now Aaron was fascinated and sat up to look at his
brother. “What do you mean?”
“When you’ve got a dude’s packaged exposed, hit it
with your hand. When his balls come into view, reach out and squeeze ‘em. Flick
‘em with your finger. Slam your foot into them. Whatever it takes. As long as
the ref doesn’t see it, no dude can resist you when he’s getting racked.”
“I thought they were to make babies with,” said
Aaron, crawling over to his brother’s crotch and cupping what he felt there.
Tony had given him tacit permission to touch them whenever he wanted, so he
“Yeah, but little dudes like you can’t make it in
wrestling without taking shots at the nuts. That’s the way it is.”
Aaron reached into the pants leg of his brother’s
shorts, pushed aside his jockstrap and grasped the two ginourmous eggs that
dangled there. “How hard do I have to squeeze?” he asked, rolling them around
in his hand.
“As hard as you can, little’bro. Try it.”
“OK.” Aaron squeeze the big bollocks together as
hard as he could, grating them against his thumb. Tony moaned and tried to curl
up. So this is what he meant. Testicles = pain. Interesting.
Tony then ran his little brother through all sorts
of wrestling positions; tell him when to take advantage of an open crotch.
Aaron got to squeeze, hit, punch, smack and even kick his brother’s big balls,
and Tony laughed with each one. That, apparently, was Tony’s response to
intense pain. It was a sort of semi-hysterical laughter, and Aaron quite liked
it. Tony didn’t seem to mind it so much, either. He kind of liked the high it
gave him. For several hours Aaron got to practice on his big bro’s nuts and
abused them to best advantage.
As they lay there on the floor, panting, Tony was holding his racked nuts and still giggling,
while Aaron lay there exhausted from punching them.
When his laughter faded into a chuckling groan,
Tony said, “You got a mean punch, little’bro. Fantastic. We should practice it
more. You might make a great wrestler some day.”
“On you?” asked Aaron.
“Hell ya! Everyone loves a good nut shot. Take me
down all the time. Let’s see what you can do to ‘em.”
So the next evening, Tony walked in, fresh from
tackled him, and Tony let himself be pulled over. “Hey little bro!”
“Can I play with them?” asked Aaron excited.
Tony knew exactly what he was talking about. He
reached into his own shorts to see how they were hanging. “They’re all ready
Aaron pulled off his brother’s shorts and jock
strap so that he could get at Tony’s naked balls, and Tony just let him. He
like his side-kick to feel at ease with his package.
Already on the floor, Tony pulled his knees up to
his head, crooked his arms around them, locking his legs in place, and then
just let his balls hang there for Aaron to practice on. Aaron first fondled the
big eggs. They were loose, moist and soft from being cooped up in the jockstrap
after hours of wrestling. There was a heady smell of spicy-sweet crotch scent,
which Aaron had become quite fond of. Somehow it reminded him of their father’s
scent and that was tremendously comforting.
After some softer play, rolling the floppy eggs
around, he set about practicing his technique. Punches, claws, squeezing, twisting.
Everything that he could think of until Tony’d had enough. Tony’s shrill
laughing died down, eventually.
“Let’s take a shower little brother, and we’ll
watch End of the Line after dinner.”
“I’m going to bring over Natasha tomorrow night.
You’ll get your first look at snatch,” said Tony confidently as he soaped up
his little brother.
“Really? Awesome. Can I watch?”
“Yeah, I’ll fuck her and you can hold my balls.
She’s one hot chick. She really puts out after some weed.”
“Alright. Can I suck them too?” Aaron really loved
the taste of Tony’s nuts.
“Anything you want. I’ll even let you suck them
while I’m inside her, you can get your first taste of pussy.”
“Mmmmm,’ said Aaron as Tony’s strong hands worked
their way around his chest, his cock and balls and his tight little ass, slick
and smooth from the soap.
The next night, Tony and his evening fuck crashed
through the door of the apartment. They’d already lit-up at her place, and now
were in the heavy macking stage. Aaron dropped his Wii controller and watched
with interest. The couple lurched awkwardly towards the bedroom.
In between lip locks Tony gasped, “Help me undress,
Aaron struggled to pull off his brother’s shoes, then
his pants, then his underwear while Tony groped Natasha’s boobs. As soon as
Tony’s dick was free he pressed it hard against Natasha’s stomach. Tony ripped
off her blouse and bra, and went to town on her breasts, sucking them and
licking her nipples.
Soon they were both naked and Tony started pounding
away at her, his body buried in her crotch, and her body arched in pleasure.
Even though both were preoccupied they spread their legs apart so Aaron could
hop up on the bed and get between them. First he felt for Tony’s balls, which
were smacking against Natasha’s pussy, then when he had their measure, lay down
on his back, skootched up between their legs and let the big testicles flop
into his mouth. They jerked around as Tony pressed on with his fucking, but it
did made Tony moan louder. It felt so good, Aaron’s warm mouth on his balls and
the silky wet warmth of the gash he was plowing.
Natasha didn’t even seem to notice Aaron, but
probably wouldn’t have cared even if she had. She was pretty toasted and was
known for kinky sex anyways. Aaron was overwhelmed with the smells and sounds
and motion, but he stayed glued to his brother’s balls until he felt the usual tightening.
Tony was about to cum.
“Little’bro. Slap me. Hard!” requested Tony.
Aaron disengaged, whipped up and around and as Tony
made especially deep thrusts, slapped Tony’s scrotum as hard as he could.
Natasha screamed in pleasure. Each slap seemed to spur Tony to pump harder
until the whole room shook. This was followed by one mind bending orgasm for
Tony and three for Natasha. Aaron meanwhile had his hand between both of them,
and pulled it out, several times to taste their combined juices. It was fascinating.
This was the first of many tricks that Tony brought
home to share with his little brother. After a few times, Aaron got bold and
asked to be able to suck Tony’s dick after it had been inside the girl a while.
Tony naturally let him, and Aaron discovered he liked the tangy taste of cunt
juice combined with his brother’s pre-jack.
Several months later the two teens were laying on
the couch, Aaron on top of Tony, both in nothing but socks, watching a movie
where the soon-to-be knocked-off blond bimbo character was blowing the sure-to-survive
“Wow. Look at her hoover him. That shit is great,”
commented Tony. Aaron could feel Tony’s dick twitch and press against his
stomach, and Aaron felt a sort of natural urge to do something about it. He
slid down and engulfed Tony’s swelling cock, taking as much of it in as
possible. Tony didn’t say anything; he just looked down a bit, smiled and then continued
to watch the sex scene.
“Teeth, little’bro. Watch the teeth. Oh yeah,
that’s good. Suck my popsicle. Oh yeah.”
Aaron sucked it as hard as he could and he could
feel the shaft pulsing in his mouth. It was rock solid, but the head was soft,
and it filled his small mouth as it went down his throat. This was the first
time he’d sucked the whole thing, and it was . . . exciting. The taste of semen
was becoming stronger, and the movie scene was coming to a climax. So did Tony.
His cum gushed out and he bucked his hips. Aaron was taken by surprise this
time, and he choked on the geyser of jism. It actually came out his nose.
Tony laughed while his side-kick coughed and
spluttered. “Remember to swallow, little’bro. You know it tastes good.”
Aaron nodded, and tried to get the cum out of his
That night something special happened. Aaron had
his first erotic dream, and when he woke that morning, he also had his first
erection. As Tony rolled over to lay partially between his little brother’s
legs he noticed this and started to play with it.
“My little brother’s first woody. Stellar! Let me
try something.” He ducked his head under the covers and swallowed Aaron’s cock
whole. He wrapped his tongue around the shaft and pistoned his mouth up and
down on it. Aaron was out of his mind with pleasure. ‘So this was what sex
feels like,’ he thought.
Tony really like the size and taste of his
little’bro’s dick – it was so easy to suck whole, and it wasn’t long before
Aaron shot his first load down Tony’s throat. Tony continued to suck on it long
after it’d burst and this made Aaron twitch. The pleasure was almost too much,
and he his breath was ragged and shallow.
Tony’s head popped up from the covers. “You taste
good little’bro. Like salty apples.”
Aaron looked down. “Can I taste?”
“Sure.” Tony moved up to Aaron and kissed him,
gently at first, but then enough so that the flavor of Aaron’s own seed slipped
in with Tony’s tongue. After a while of this, Aaron said, “Teach me how to
“OK.” They spent the next half hour kissing until
Tony felt Aaron had the gist of what a good kiss entailed. Then they showered
and went on with their day.
For the next few months Aaron got to explore all
kinds of fun things about his body, and Tony was extremely thorough in his
brother’s sexual education. Everything that could be done was done, dicks were
slipped into all possible holes, all holes were tongued and fingered, and a typical
morning began with them sixty-nineing, each exploding into the other’s mouth,
Aaron always before Tony.
Some of the girls Tony brought over were only too
happy to give young Aaron head, and he even got to enter one of them while Tony
was fucking her face. Aaron was getting more sex in than a lot of adults, and
he was only thirteen.
After their usual after-school wrestling and ball
busting, and their habititual shower, which now included Tony fucking little
Aaron up the ass using soap as lube, they’d usually watch a move together,
entwined, and those movies were now included pornos, which Tony procured from
his part-time video store job. It was the best of all worlds.
Everything went swimmingly until about a half a
year before Tony was to graduate. His Coach called him into the locker-room for
a meeting. Just the two of them.
“Tony. If you want that scholarship to BostonU.,
you’re going to have to win every match from now until you graduate.”
“Ok.” Said Tony.
“And that means, we’re going to have to eliminate
ALL of your weaknesses.”
“Dude?” said Tony, perplexed.
The Coach got up and walked around, and while Tony
stood there, the Coach dropped the teen’s pants and underwear. This sort of
thing happened all the time, so Tony wasn’t surprised. The Coach grasped Tony’s
dangling nuts firmly and squeezed.
“Your weaknesses boy. You lose concentration every
time they go for these. They’ll have to go.”
“My nuts? Man!” Tony looked sad for a moment.
“Aaron’s gonna miss these babies. Crap. Uhm. OK. Sure . . .”
“Now, we can try toughing them up, first. But if
that doesn’t work, you’re gonna have to make it permanent.”
“Cool. I can go with that. How long do I have?”
Tony was contemplating a life without balls.
“I’ll give you a month to condition them. After
that, well, I want them gone if you can’t get tough. However you want to do it.
Just make sure that you’re ready to go by October for the state championships.
Without these,” said the Coach, really squishing the boy’s balls around in his
hand, “you’ll be invincible.” He let go and Tony’s testicles swung back and
forth between his open legs. ’Well,’ thought Tony as he watched them swing,
‘Aaron might like this after all.’
When he got home, he let himself be grappled and
pulled down into a headlock by Aaron. The kid was really getting good. After a
few minutes of breaks and holds on both sides, Tony was put into a position
where Aaron had easy access to his balls. Naturally Aaron reached through his
pants leg and put pressure on Tony’s left ball. Just his left ball. For the
first time Tony said “Wait. Hold on.” Aaron removed his hand in surprise.
Tony extricated himself from the situation and
undressed down to his white gym socks. Then he kneeled in front of his younger
“Little’bro. I need you to do me a favor. I want
you to kick and hit these little dudes [cupping his balls] until they get
tough. They’re, like, getting in the way of my wrestling matches. If I can’t
get them tough enough to withstand Coach’s rackings, then these puppies are
history.” Tony squeezed out his big loose nuts so they could both contemplate
their potential demise.
“What do you mean?” said Aaron.
“You need to hit, kick, squeeze, punch and bust
these babies as much as you can for the next month. If that doesn’t work, you’re
gonna get to bust them totally. Like in Carver where the guy gets his ball
popped with pliers.”
Aaron’s young mind was blown away. “Wow” he said,
not believing the reality of it. That was one of his favorite horror flick
scenes and Tony knew it. It was the move he request the most and they watched
it at least once a month.
“Can we still suck?” Aaron asked in a panicked daze.
Tony tousled his hair. “Sure. All the time. Just
make my life a living hell for the next month. You’re a good little dude. I
know we’ll make Coach happy.”
And bust them, Aaron did. Now, whenever Tony came
home, he was greeting by an enthusiastic kick to the groin instead of a tackle.
Then, after eagerly pulling off Tony’s pants and jock strap, it was followed up
with numerous kicks, punches and fist slams to Tony’s naked testicles. Aaron
wasn’t as big or strong as his brother, but he did his best to toughen the
egg-like glands. After sex in the shower, it was dinner time, and then after dinner, Tony, still naked,
would kneel on the carpet so his little’bro could simply kick him between the
legs as hard as he could.
Instead of lying passively on the couch together, Aaron
filled movie time with roughly squeezing and stretching Tony’s balls as they
lay together, creating a constant, continuous pain that ached through Tony’s
flat, tight stomach. When the movie was over, Aaron would often rise up between
Tony’s legs, smile at him and knee him sharply in the groin, over and over. Tony
always smiled back.
“Shit, you’re good at this, little’bro,” Tony said
once after some particularly painful knee drops.
In the mornings, since Aaron was the first one
awake, Tony’d asked him to wake him up ball-pain, and Aaron did so
enthusiastically. He’d find Tony, snoring away, usually semi-erect from
wetdreams, and he’d crawl between those open legs, gaze down at the big,
helpless, luscious looking balls, and then punish them in whatever manner
suited his fancy. Tony would awake with a groan but never lost that erection of
his, and out of gratitude for his little dude’s services, would suck off Aaron
while he jacked his own dick.
Each week, Coach tested Tony with hard kicks to his
balls. If the teen collapsed into a quivering mound of painful laughter, then Coach
would give him more “homework.” There was no mercy shown, and Tony had no
choice to but to win the upcoming matches if he wanted that scholarship.
Despite the fact that it really wasn’t inhibiting
his sex life at all (in fact the abuse actually made Tony hornier than ever)
even Aaron noticed how swollen Tony’s ball’s were, and when they were in the
shower, before Tony would fuck his little brother’s tight ass, lubed up with
soap, Aaron liked to fit just one big nut in his mouth and suck on for while,
getting a feel for what his own might be like in a couple of years. They were
All the snatch that Tony fucked that month seemed
to enjoy their increased size too. Instead of just fucking them, Tony had the
various girls (and Aaron) take turns kicking his nads both before and after sex.
But, no matter what they did, Coach just wasn’t satisfied.
At the beginning of November, Coach called him in.
Tony didn’t’ even wait, he just stripped as soon as he’d closed the door behind
him and bent over. WHAM. WHAM WHAM. Coach tried his best to his scrambled
Tony’s eggs. Despite holding his breath and hoping for the best, Tony went down
like a sack of bricks.
Coach came over and nudged Tony’s ballsack with his
“Sorry kid, they’ll have to be taken care of. I can
recommend a doctor who’ll do it for a minimal fee.” The coach’s fat Italian
face was cocked to the side. “I have . . . connections. You know . . .people
who know people.”
“No problem, Coach,” said Tony from the floor, in a
broken voice. “I got it all tied up. My little’bro’s gonna nut me. He’ll do a great
job. You’ll see.”
“Ok. But I’d better see no balls on you next week.
When you come in, we’ll fit you for Neuticles. Can’t have the other team
staring at a nutless opponent. Crowd won’t cheer for one of those, either.”
Tony came home a while later, sighing. “Well, little’bro.
You’re going to get to bust my balls after all. Coach doesn’t want them in my
Aaron didn’t know whether to feel happy or sad at
“Can you still have sex with no balls?”
“Sure I can. Coach’s gonna give me steroids to keep
me built, and he said I can even get hard and cum on them. So, no worries.”
Aaron sighed in relief. Tony and his equipment were
his whole life.
Tony reassured him. “Little dudes like you should
have as much sex as they want. I’ll still be with you all the time. My dick
will still be there for you, and yours will be in my mouth.” Tony ruffled
“When are we going to pop them?” said Aaron as he
automatically pulled down Tony’s shorts and the speedo-style briefs. The young
teen gently groped and suckled on the big baby-makers he loved so much, while
Tony continued to talk.
“I think this weekend,” said Tony, looking down. “Coach
wants it over and done-with. Yup, the next two days are gonna be filled with
ho’s, and then I’m all yours. Aaaahh yeah. Suck ‘em. Suck ‘em hard little’bro.
My nuts. Aahhhh. My nuts.” Since he was already on his knees, Aaron moved on to
Tony’s huge cock, which was rising up out his bush. He’d become quite skilled
at sucking dick, and he could usually get most of his brother’s 9.5 inches down
his throat. Tony groaned and pumped his dick into his brother’s face. It wasn’t
too long before a thick load gushed down Aaron’s throat.
The next two days were, indeed, filled with “ho’s”.
Tony lined up three girls each for Thursday and Friday. Tony pulled Aaron and
himself out of school for the festivities, and they gang banged the girls, ate pizza
for breakfast, lunch and dinner and lounged naked in bed and on the sofa together.
Tony even managed to score some Brewskies as a treat for them both. It was
Aaron’s first taste of alcohol and he loved it! He managed to down three before
getting tipsy and throwing up. Tony was proud.
Tony also fucked Aaron at least once on both days -
once in the shower, and once last thing at night on Friday. Aaron actually like
having Tony’s huge pole up his chute. It made this strange, intense feeling,
unlike anything else he’d experienced, and it was quite pleasurable. Tony was
always gentle with him, and Friday night, after Tony’d fucked him deeply, they
lay there on the bed, basking what seemed like an endless glow.
“Tony,” said Aaron, who was snuggled against him,
“Is it going to hurt when I burst them?”
“Naw. No worries there, little’bro. I got me some
anesthetic. From my connection. It’ll be fine.”
Aaron leaned over and kissed his brother on the
lips, licking the sweat off them, and then questing into his teeth and then
past them to his brother’s tongue. This went on for a while, Aaron exploring
his brother’s savory mouth.
“Are you going to be able to have babies?” Aaron
asked in brief moment between their lip-play.
“Sure. I’m gonna make lots of little squirts. I made
a sperm deposit a couple of days ago. Should make for great little kids.”
Aaron laughed. “A sperm deposit? Like a bank?”
Aaron thought that was the funniest thing he’d ever heard, and started
giggling. Tony tickling him and they rolled around for a while, laughing. When
they stopped, Tony noticed his little brother was hard. Aaron hadn’t cum since
that morning, so Tony was going to have to do something about it.
“Can’t have little’bros going without head,” and he
leaned close to whisper into Aaron’s ear, “Time to make a deposit in my bank,
little’bro.” Tony wrapped his warm mouth around Aaron’s dick and sucked it
expertly. Aaron was still quick to the finish line, but tried to hold out for
as long as possible. When Aaron’s seed spurted into his brother’s beautiful
mouth, Tony looked at the bedside clock.
“Eight minutes, little dude. You’re getting
better.” As always, Aaron liked to taste his own cum, so Tony snowballed what
was left in his mouth into his little brother’s mouth. Aaron sucked on Tony’s
tongue for a while; sheer bliss.
They slept soundly, and the next morning, it was
the usual sixty-nine, followed by a hot, soapy shower. Then, they went out to
breakfast at a diner - something of a novelty to both of them. Usually it was
just Cheerios or Frosted Flakes or Fruity Pebbles, but this was a special day,
so why not splurge?
Pancakes, waffles, bacon, eggs, sausages, orange
juice - the works. They came home stuffed, and just lay together on the couch
for a while, watching cartoons. Inevitably, though, Aaron couldn’t resist
Tony’s presence, and he started nuzzling Tony’s neck. Soon it was a full
make-out session, and once they were naked, Tony flipped them both over and
mounted his younger brother, thrusting his dick, balls deep (for the last time
with balls) into him. Tony managed two hot sperm injections, one after another,
straight into Aaron’s guts. Aaron loved it. Then there was another hot shower
session, where Tony lovingly soaped up his little’bro, explored his whole young
body with slick, strong hands and naturally went down on him. Aaron managed two
orgasms as well, his young body shuddering at the effort.
They took a nap and when Tony woke up, he knew it
was time. He walked into the bathroom, shaved his pubes off, and then injected
the anesthetic. He was ready.
Tony walked back into the bedroom. He crawled up on
the bed, straddled his little bro’s head and said, “Ok, little’bro, time to burst
these bitches. How do you want to do this?”
Aaron looked at the godlike balls there were
dangling above his face. What way did he want to punish them until they popped?
“Do I have to rupture them the same way?” said
Aaron, reached up to squeeze just one. They were so beautiful.
“Naw. Of course not. Want to just pop one in your
mouth right now? Suck it in,” urged Tony, referring to the nad that was
currently trapped between his little’bro’s fingers. Tony jiggled his balls to
“Sure,” said Aaron, smiling up at Tony. “I love
Tony looked into his brother’s eyes and smiled. “I
love you too, little’bro.”
Aaron pulled the big gonad he was holding into his
mouth, and while Tony watched the erotic scene, Aaron began to chew on it.
Aaron wasn’t particularly creative when it came to testicle popping. He just
chewed and chewed and chewed on the tough oyster. The whole situation was
utterly bizarre and kinda surreal, but strangely exiting none-the-less. Aaron’s
own dick had become hard, and since he couldn’t feel any pain, so had Tony’s.
Tony could feel pressure, though, and the intensity
of it made him moan loudly. He ran his hands over his own body, pinching his
own nipples and stroking his rigid cock. This was the sexiest thing that he’d
ever experienced. Precum dribbled out of his slit, and it slid down into
Aaron’s mouth as he tried to burst his brother’s big bubble.
“Oh yeah, little’bro. Chew that testicle. Oh yeah.
That’s so hot.”
Aaron chewed all the harder, reaching up to squeeze
Tony’s other nut which lolled on his cheek. Meanwhile, Tony starting jacking
himself off with his right hand, and reached back to stroke his little brother
off with the left.
Tony felt the pressure build in his nut as it got
close to destruction, and Aaron could feel the scrotum tighten as Tony got
ready to cum. Aaron was also getting close. Would they all go together? As
Aaron became more excited and naturally chewed harder, and as he was about to
cum in Tony’s fist, Tony’s ball exploded in Aaron’s mouth and Tony’s dick shot
a wad of cum all over Aaron’s face. Multiple explosions engulfed the two boys.
The smashed ball in Aaron’s mouth was all sticky
and spongy, his forehead was dripping with white jizz, and his brother’s left
hand was covered with Aaron’s cum.
To Aaron’s delight, after Tony’d stopped rubbing
his dick on his little brother’s forehead, he pulled his ballbag out of Aaron’s
mouth, shifted down, and kissed his little’bro deeply. Aaron was doing him such
a favor, and it meant a lot to Tony. Tony then licked his own semen off Aarons
forehead and plunged his tongue back into his brother’s mouth so they could
share the taste. It was totally sexy.
They recovered in less than fifteen minutes, and
Tony said they should do the other one, before the injection wore off.
“Let’s make it as hot as the last one,” said Tony
as he nuzzled the top of his brother’s head.
“Ok. Uhm. Well. How about I smash it or something.”
Aaron was racking his young, inexperienced brain to make it a great experience
for both of them.
“Killer. I’ll kneel on a chair and suck you off
while you stomp it ‘til it pops.” Tony was really getting into (and off) on
having sex with his little’bro. Aaron was so . . . available.
So, seconds later, they were in the kitchen. Both
of them were hard again, and Aaron was standing on Tony’s last ball. His
teenage dick was in Tony’s mouth and he was pumping it back and forth, while he
began to lean his weight on Tony’s egg.
Tony felt the pressure again. It wasn’t painful,
but excitingly uncomfortable. In his mind a hot chick was taking his last ball,
and his brother’s cum-coated dick tasted sooooo good. The pressure mounted.
Aaron was leaning on the big gonad more and more, and it was dimpling in the
center. Tony stroked his own dick, which was hard . . . again.
Aaron held onto Tony’s head for stability. The ball
under his foot was about to rupture, and
the feeling of Tony’s mouth swallowing his dick was incredible. He pumped
Tony’s face harder and harder. The ball dimpled even more. Now most of his
weight was directly on it. Just a few more seconds.
“Oh oh oh, yeah!” Aaron was somewhere else entirely.
Tony was concentrating on giving his brother good head. The tension built and
built. Then, as Aaron ejaculated and Tony slurped on the pumping dick, Tony’s
testicle burst like a balloon, creating an audible, wet popping sound, and then
it oozed out under Aaron’s foot. It took a few seconds of Aaron grinding the
crushed testicle under his foot before Tony let loose cream of his own,
splattering on Aarons’ legs. The deed had been done. Coach would be pleased.
Tony then just remained there, kneeling in front of
his sibling, and held him tight, face pressed against Aaron’s groin, his cheek
rubbing Aaron’s young dick. Aaron meanwhile ran his fingers through Tony’s hair
and savored what had been the most intense day of his life.
When the moment had passed, Tony stood up and
examined his ballbag. It was full of mushy testicles.
“Well,” he said, “Time to take them out.” He got a
sharp knife from the drawer, dipped it in some Vodka to sterilize it, dipped
his sack in the Vodka, got a plastic bowl, and made a small incision. Then,
while Aaron watched with interest, Tony squeezed out his busted ball-meat. It
filled nearly the entire bowl.
“What should we do now?” asked Aaron, poking the
ruined organs with a finger.
“Hmmm. Hey, that dog downstairs likes scraps. Go
steal him.” Tony was now playing with his flapping, empty scrotum. “Look, how
cool is this? Here, squeeze it.”
Aaron reached over and felt the empty bag. It was so
soft, so supple and dangled there like an empty pink purse. “Sweet!” agreed
Aaron. Then, he ran to put on some shorts. “OK, I’ll be right back,” he said as
he sprinted out the door.
The borrowed dog (whose owners had gone out for an
early dinner and penned him up in the little enclosed porch) did indeed like
Tony’s left-over’s, and both boys went to sleep early that night, Aaron
sleeping on top of Tony’s naked form.
The next week, Tony had his custom made Neuticles
inserted, and his package looked completely normal. Aaron was thrilled to have
his objects of affection back, and that night, when they were showering, Aaron
asked, “Do you think I can suck it now?” fondling Tony’s dick to hardness. “I
want to see if cum tastes different without your balls.”
Tony, who was washing Aaron’s hair and massaging
his scalp gently paused to smiled at Aaron, and finally said, “Great idea,
little’bro. Anything you want. Suck away.”
Two orgasms later, Aaron looked up, licking his
sticky lips. “Don’t ever stop making cum for me, Tony.”
“Don’t worry, little’bro. I’ll always have some. Just