Sister's Funniest Home Videos Part.2

It was recess on Monday at Damian’s school, and he was walking down a corridor to join his pals. Damian’s eyes instantly locked on to something interesting. Four senior girls were walking down the corridor. Three of them latina and they all had light makeup on. Three of them had miniskirts, black nylon pantyhose and shirts tied at the waist to make them tight. The fourth was Damian’s blonde neighbour Jasmine who Damian was smitten with, was also with them. She wore a short-sleeve-shirt and some tight grey short shorts, showing off her tan sexy legs and cute ass.

“Oh hey Damian. We were looking for a guy like you. Can you help us out with this film we are making?” Asked Lysa, a small but feisty girl, their usual leader of their group.

Then Damian noticed one of the girls had a camcorder in her hand.

“Uh sure, what do I need to do?” Damian said, trying to look cool.

“Just stand against the wall there.”

She nodded to the other girls as he shuffled to the side, and before Damian knew what was happening, they grabbed one arm each, and pinned him to the wall.

Damian had almost struggled out of the girls’ grasp.

Stunned and realising this was one of his fantasies to be held by a bunch of girls and taken advantage of, he stood still and curiously waited for what they wanted.

Lysa then held onto his shoulders for support. Then she quickly drew back her knee as far as it would go. Swinging her knee forward she put all her effort into it, trying to make up for the height disadvantage she had. her knee sank into his unguarded ballbag, forcing his balls into his body and lifting Damian onto his toes.

“BAM! Nutshot!” She yelled right into his face.

He exhaled suddenly and after a second felt an intense throbbing pain growing from his groin. He tried to move his hands to his groin but they were still being held fast by two of the girls. The pain grew to his stomach into the familiar nauseating ache and a cold chill. He bent forward and gasped.

“I bet you’ve never been hit there that hard before,” Lysa said over the chuckles of the other girls. Damian fell into a crouched position against the wall, looking up at the smiling girl through his watering eyes. At the mercy of his manhood in his shorts sending waves agony..

“Did you get that?” She asked the girl with the camera. The girl nodded. “Bet that's going to hurt for a few hours.” Of course she had no idea how bad the pain was, but judging by Damian’s reaction, it was bad.

“This is going to make a great… self defence video for health class. Now We could have held you there and done it in a line, but having you suffer there is going to make it look funnier.” Lysa said.

“Can you get up? Amber wants a turn too.”

Stunning the girls, Damian struggled through the pain and got up and spread his legs slightly. They thought he would refuse or run, but he just stood there

“Are you sure he can take it?” Amber asked her friend as she went up to him.

“Of course he can! Just pretend he's a guy you really hate like an ex or something.” She sighed, “You can miss them by a bit if you’re really that concerned.”

Amber did her knee and catchphrase, but simply pressed against his crotch with her thigh. Damian just grunted and leaned against the wall.

“I guess it's my turn.” Jasmine said. She smiled at him showing off her dimples and her nose scrunched up in a cute way.

When the other girls kneed him, they all looked down at their knees so they could better target his balls. But when Jasmine sent her sexy tan knee into his crotch she was looking intently into his eyes, trying to remember the agony and reaction on his face for the next time she masturbated. “Wham balls in your throat!” she taunted, sending him to the floor in front of him. The girls chuckled at his reaction

“Come on girls, let's get this video ready” Lysa said, causing the two girls to follow after.

“Need a hand?” Jasmine asked, lowering her hands for him.

He held her hands and then she pulled him up.

Jasmine held him in place as he wobbled a bit. “I’m sorry I had to do that Damian, you just happened to be the one we chose, but you understand why we did it don’t you?” She was really close to him, a full on sensory overload of hormones hitting him like a freight train. He could smell her breath, her hair product, not to mention her big sympathetic brown eyes looking at him with concern.

“Uhhh” he said, slack jawed.

Then Jasmine pressed his shoulders against the wall and kissed him. Soon they were making out and she was grinding her kneecap up and down his sack and cock.

This caused him to cum right then and there in his pants. Moaning into her mouth. He was like putty in her hands.

After a minute they let go. Both breathing heavily and feeling embarrassed.

Jasmine then felt something damp, on her thigh. At first she thought he might have peed himself but then she noticed the smell of cum.

“Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t realise uhhhh” She said, realising how awkward the situation was.

“It’s my fault Jas, I…”

“No no. that was all my doing.” She said and looked past the corridor for her friends.

“Um the girls probably need me for editing, I guess I’ll see you later.” And she walked away to her friends, almost skipping away. Damian just stared longingly at her behind.

He had to stand there for a minute and catch his breath. Experiencing his greatest orgasmic afterglow and simultaneous ballache he had ever felt. Thankfully his pants were black so the small damp patch didn't show much.

That was not what he was expecting his first kiss to be like at all!

“Duuude, are you alright? Didn’t expect ‘em to choose ya for their little video.” A guy named Jared said as the two walked through the corridor he had witnessed most of it. He was a bit of a doofus but he and Damian were homies going way back. “If I gotta kiss like that from a gurl I’d volunteer for all kinds of stuff like that.”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine, not that it matters.”

Suddenly Jared sack tapped him with his open hand to his battered balls.

“Ah!” Damian groaned and doubled over.

“Ohhhh!” Jared said with a shit-eating grin. “I just assumed you were wearing a cup, hahaha, are you trying to get hit in the nuts by a girl? Trying to make it realistic?”

“Fuck you” Damian said wheezing. But Damian saw the funny side of it and smiled. They had a good laugh about it, even though he felt swollen and sore in the pants for the rest of the day.

***

After the third period Damian caught up with Jasmine and was alone with her. And asked her out.

“Really?! Even though I knead you in the nuts you’re not mad at me?” She asked and laughed.

“Nah I can handle the pain, and the one you gave wasn’t too bad.”

“Yeah, I guess I made up for it huh?” She said and gave him a sexy wink. “So you don’t mind getting ballbusted?” She asked, giving him her number.

“Oh no, I just love it” He said sarcastically trying to blow it off.

“Well if you say so.” But Damian swore there was a glint in her eye that said otherwise.

***

When Damian came home he changed into a shirt and some loose shorts, trying to let his swollen testes breathe.

When he entered the living room his sister was back from school and was dressed in her ballerina costume and his mother was there also, though he was unsure why. Latisha secretly got out a camera and started recording as Damian went over to the fridge to get a snack.

“Hey Damian, what’s your favourite ballet play?” Sophie asked him, blocking his path to the fridge.

“I don’t think I have one.”

“You know what mine is?” Sofie said.

She stepped forward and kicked him right in the nuts shouting, "The Nutcracker!"

And just like that, Damian's look of surprise and agony was all on tape, not to mention the outline of his entire manhood though his thin shorts offering no protection, sending his balls upwords, grounded against by his sister’s foot. But unlike a typical kick, she kept her foot there.

Latisha started laughing as Damian quite slowly dropped to his knees groaning and whimpering. Sophie balanced on one foot, keeping her ballet flats on his nutsack until he got all the way down on his knees.

Damian was on the ground hands between his legs gently rocking back and forth.

Ohhh, ohh!” Sophie exclaimed, holding her hands against her own crotch in mock sympathy, before standing up, laughing heartily.

“That was a classic Sophie! And right on target, Damian is down for the count!”

Sophie put one foot on his torso, and did a bodybuilder pose for the camera. 

“That was awesome!” Latisha exclaimed with a wide smile, almost sounding more like a schoolgirl then their mother. She put the camera away and went and hugged her daughter.

“Thanks mom, but it was really easy to do, and thanks to Damian I could really feel them squish without underwear on.”

“I can’t believe you did that, it feels so bad, you got me so good.” Damian managed to say through the pain.

Latisha looked down. “Oh come on, it wasn’t that hard of a strike, and if we’re lucky maybe you’ll thank her for it later. And besides, Sophie had never kicked a pair of balls before, it only makes sense to try it out on the family jewels.”

After about an hour, he was fine enough, a little tender though, and he went to lie down and play with his phone.

***<Skip this part if you think Damian has had enough>

“What are these?... are these the bull testicles you talked about?” Sophie asked as they sat down to eat. On the plates were some strange deep-fried oval shapes, with some salad of course.

"Yes, these right here are," Latisha said with a smirk. "They call them Rocky Mountain oysters in Canada where there are an abundance of castrated bulls. I only got several of them in case I didn’t cook them right.”

In shock, Damian stared at his plate. “Do I seriously need to eat these? It feels like I’m celebrating Sophie’s kick. I’m not eating it, not even if they were normal meatballs.” Damian whined, getting red in the face.

Latisha flicked the palm of her hand into his nuts, squishing them into the stool. Contact from her wedding ring only added to the pain. “I want you to eat them Damian, I spent a lot of time on this.” Damian seethed in pain, clutching at his balls and catching himself from falling forward. Sophie giggled. “Yeah Damian, I’m sure you’d say the same thing, if it were loads of types of foods, scrambled eggs, real nuts, avocados, bright red tomatoes...” Sophie teased, as she chewed the bull ball on the end of her fork..

“But…”

“Maybe you’ll regrow some of your own if you eat them.” They joked. 

Humiliated, but somehow still hungry he ate.

“So damian, did you end up growing any?” Sophie asked, when Damian got up to put the plate away, she then reached into the front of his shorts, clutching his testicles in her hand. “Nope, still just the two of them!” She grinned.

Damian winced at the pressure she was already exerting, shocked to do anything else except stand there with bulging eyes.

“Oh my gosh.” Latisha exclaimed with eyebrows raised and covering her mouth in surprise. “Looks like your sister has literally got you by the balls! Here let me take that plate for you before you drop it.”

Lead Damian by the balls around the room for a moment, pulling Damian up on his tiptoes by them and joking how he made a better ballet dancer. After half a minute she led him to the couch.

“Mom can you tape this?” Sophie asked.

Well… I don’t know, how about a picture instead?”

“Okay!” She exclaimed.

Latisha got in front of the couch to take the shot.

“Say ‘Squeeze!’”

“Squeeze!” Sophie said, with a shit-eating grin, and a teeth-clenched awkward smile from Damian as she squeezed.

Latisha regarded the two siblings on the couch. “Okay that’s enough Sophie, I’m sure you’ve felt how delicate they are, we wouldn’t want to squish one.” Latisha said, still in a lighthearted tone.

“Well okay” She said, a little disappointed that tonight's busting was over.

“I’m going to post this on social media, I can’t wait to see everyones reactions!” Latisha said, half seriously.

“No, give it here! Please don’t!” Damian said getting up and reaching for her cell phone in a panic.

“Well… Damian” Latisha said, putting the phone above her head.

“Give it!” He said reaching with both hands above his head.

Latisha Kicked out her bare foot out in front of her, catching him in the balls with more force than she intended causing him to fall to his knees.

“Oh, honey, I didn’t mean to do it quite as hard”, she said, trying but failing to hide a smile, “But you really left yourself open, asking for it.”

Suddenly, with yet another chuckle she noticed her blue nailpolish hadn’t completely dried and now marked the spot on Damian’s shorts where she kicked.

Sophie noticed it too. “Now we have the targets marked!” She said.

“Sophie, no! That is so bad I love it, I mean, the mark could be permanent, but I hope it will wash out.”

After a few minutes, Damian started to struggle to his feet. Latisha left the room and returned. “Here, something cold for the swelling” His mother said, handing him a bag of peas as Damian left to his room.

***

Latisha entered his room, causing a half naked Damian to be startled. “Relax, it’s just me, just checking up on you”

“So son, I take it you're still functioning properly after the hits from your sister (and I).”

“What do you mean mom?”

“Well, I’ve caught you doing it multiple times a day, and your hand is covered in cum.”

He looked but his hand was dry, but it was too late he had already looked and given himself away. Clarissa started chuckling.

“No!...” He said embarrassed. “Well it hurt when I... tried, because well, it made my balls move about and stuff.”

“Well then perhaps your sister and I should make sure to bust you every night to stop you from doing that.” She said, “That's pretty funny that something that makes you aroused can also stop you from jacking to it.”

Damian looked startled.  “That’s right. I saw you getting hard when we were watching that funniest nutshot show. That, and I heard you finally asked out Jasmine today, but only after she kneed you in the balls. Hahaha! I guess that’s why we went a bit overboard with it, the chance to hit some balls again after so many decades was too much to pass up, though I knew you could take it.”

“Please mom, can you keep your voice down? I don’t want Sophie to know”

“Well, It might be a bit late for that” She said, considering something, “Sophie told me after she elbowed you yesterday, that she felt something hard so…”

“It hurt really bad though, c…”

“Alright, alright, I’ll give you until Saturday to recover, then we can start again okay?”

“Okay.”

“And don’t start acting up just to get hit” Then an idea came to her, “Wear your new targeted shorts and I’ll get the hint!” Damian blushed.

“Oh that’s right I came here to check on you.” She said as she quickly lifted the bag of peas. “They are swollen, with some redness, but it will pass soon enough” She said, placing the bag down causing Damian to wince.

“Tell me if you need anything else okay?” She said with a wink, and left the room.

Sister's Funniest Home Videos Part.1

"Sister's Funniest Home Videos"

Notice: This is a FANTASY story.

Damian lived with his mother Latisha and his younger sister, Sophie. His father was on a month-long business trip. They lived in a small house but got by fairly well and the family was close.

Latisha was a Biologist and a hard-working mother of two and her daughter Sophie was learning to become a ballerina. Sophie was on the small feminine, fragile side of things but other than that both women were fairly athletic leggy brunettes, domineering and outgoing. They took no shit from Damian. In fact, Clarissa openly encouraged her daughter to boss all boys around, including her son when he acted badly. But always told Damian off for trying to get back at her, after all, she almost never did something to upset her mother.

Meanwhile, Damian was on the skinny athletic side, he was somewhat good looking and was on the football team. But was also a bit of a geek. It was a Sunday night and their Labrador named Henry had just come home from the vet. Damian was playing videogames on the couch, while his sister, back from ballet practice, was trying to console the dog. Henry was really feeling sorry for himself and it was for a good reason.

"Awww did you get neutered?" his sister Sophie said while comforting Henry, really pouring on the sympathy. The way his sister drew out the word "Nyoo-terd" felt very provocative and almost erotic to Damian. So he paused his game and gave a look at what was going on.

"Poor Henry, you look so sad, did they at least give your balls a burial?" she says, now pretty much teasing the creature with a grin on her face.

"Mom did he really need to have his balls removed?” Sophie asked curiously.

"Yes honey, he really did. Without him humping everything and being aggressive he’ll be much better without them," she said while preparing supper. "And Soon he’ll have forgotten he ever had them in the first place.”

"Hey, Damian has balls too! Should we also get rid of his balls? Then he wouldn’t need to masturbate every night.” she said referring to the multiple times his sister had caught him jacking off to porn.

"Ugh I’m not an animal you know,” he retorted but also embarrassed.

"Oh Sophie you little sadist! While It's true that if we did do that to Damian it would solve a whole range of issues with him. But Damian needs his little manbits a little more than Henry does, I still want to have grandchildren from one or both of you.”

"And Damian, you should really think about asking out a girl instead of playing with yourself all night. How about that girl a block away I’ve seen you with? was her name Jasmine?”

"Mom please, I’ll think about it I promise, but she’s just never around when I want to talk to her.”

"Well okay, if you say so,” Clarissa said smiling. And then she frowned. "Hey didn’t I tell you to take out the rubbish?" she said getting crossed. "If you don’t put the trash on the street right now I might change my mind about castrating you.”

Sophie started giggling.

"MOM! Jeez, you’re as bad as Sophie, leave my nuts alone! I’ll do it, I’ll do it,” he said getting up.

"Mom, how would you do it?” Sophie asked her mother between giggles.

"Well, maybe a little snip snip action when he’s least expecting it," she said jokingly and made a scissor motion with her hand jokingly. "Or maybe more of a squelch!" she said, squeezing an invisible pair of testicles in her hands, and making a skwish noise like squeezing a tomato. "You and I could do one each!” Damian raced outside eager to get some fresh air and leave the conversation.

When Damian got back inside he was relieved they had forgotten about it and stopped talking about such things.

After about 10 minutes Latisha had finished cooking. It was spaghetti and meatballs.

"Damian, can you get me a drink?” his sister asked.

"Do it yourself, you’re closer,” he replied in typical sibling fashion. Latisha just rolled her eyes.

While they were eating Sophie came up with a joke. "We could be eating a boys balls right now, they’re made of meat after all.”

"Gross!” Damian replied.

"Your brother is right, that is gross Sophie. But we could have bulls testicles tomorrow Instead, I saw a few at the market yesterday.”

The conversation thankfully turned to things like the weather, school, work, television.

"Damian, it’s your turn to clean up.”

"Mom, again?”

"Well Sophie has to catch up on her homework, I’d say differently if you went to Ballet school too.”

"Alright fine.”

***

Later in the evening, the family sat down on the long couch to watch television. Sophie was always given control of the remote and wanted to watch the Funniest Home Videos which was always on a Sunday. The programme showed funny homemade video clips submitted by the viewers of the show.

"Okay ladies and gentlemen,” the hostess said on stage in front of the audience; on their television screen. "We have had so many groin shots sent to us that we are going to see a new special nutshot segment first, and then return to our regular viewing.”

Damian thought the young hostess looked really sexy in her heel pumps, tight dress. "And a warning to all men, you may find the following videos alarming. You have been warned.”

The first video looked like a park where a family was teaching a teenage girl how to swing a baseball bat properly. "Now try some practice swings honey,” a man said. She was practicing his swinging when behind her a man got a bit too close. She swung back to hit it only for the tip of the bat to swing a direct hit into his nuts causing him to drop on the ground and clutch his crotch in agony. The show actually played a sound effect of a walnut being crunched when the bat made the hit.

You could hear the onlookers burst out into laughter. The hostess then made the joke, "To be fair, he didn’t tell her which ball to hit, or how many to hit!!" And Damian’s family and the audience in the studio all echoed out with laughter. everyone was laughing except for Damian.

The next clip had a man walking across a fallen log. He trips, and lands with his legs straddling the log on either side, triggering the sound effect. He then falls to the ground in the fetal position gasping for air. "Ouch! No more babies for him! Would you believe us If we said that we didn’t add that crunching sound in?” Damian started getting hard at the taunts from the hostess and sympathy pains in his balls from these debilitating groin hits.

"I see this happen all the time in comedies, but seeing so many all at once is hilarious,” Sophie said in amusement.

The next few clips showed several men in testicular agony, with mostly women on the sidelines laughing at them. And the two ladies sitting next to Damian had a good hard laugh.

Damian on the other hand had just never understood why so many people found this phenomenon so amusing and couldn't believe that an entire television program segment was dedicated to it. To him, a man getting hit in such a private area was an erotic and sadistic thing. These boys getting hit in the crotch were humiliated, on public television, and a few of them probably received some damage, sterilization or even castration. And everyone else was just laughing like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"What's wrong with you?" his mother asked him, "Don't you think this is hilarious?"

"Not really mom, I didn't know you were so into this stuff," he responded.

"Are you kidding?" she said, "I used to do this to guys when I was still in school. It was too good to pass up! I even did it to your uncle Jim all the time when we were teens, he was pretty annoying sometimes."

Damian's eyes widened, Was his mom really that much of a ballbuster when she was young? "But what exactly is so funny about it?” he asked.

"Well," she began, "Look at their faces right when they get hit. It's always priceless. One hit to the tiny organs that make you a big tough man and you're rolling on the floor crying. That look of surprise mixed with agony is great. And the "oh" or "omff" sound is always great too. Then if they double over or drop on the ground it’s the best thing ever."

"Well it isn't funny for the guy it happens to," he suggested with a fast-beating heart.

"Well yeah, but it's funny for everyone else!" she exclaimed, "That's part of what makes it great! We all get to laugh at one person getting humiliated."

"But what if there is some real damage done on this show?”

"Well that’s still sort of funny to think about, some random guy crushed, ruined, his balls taken away from him. He can’t have sex, or kids, or be a man," she said to both of them, still smiling but sensing her son’s concerns.

The next video had a monkey demanding food from a man by grabbing at the bump in his pants

"But don’t worry, in reality, the chances of a man becoming a eunuch are slimmer than you think, they wouldn’t be hanging outside your body in the first place if it were too easy. Your testicles are designed to slip away from a blow unless they’re trapped, and a man can still function if just one is popped. Trust me I went to medical school. So don’t worry about it and try to laugh.”

Damian sat there thinking about it and thought he might find some of the next videos funny.

The next video was a group of guys practising martial arts. One was holding up kick pads for another to punch but didn’t have them at the right level yet. The boy asked if the padded boy was ready but before he responded, the one punching just kicked him in the nuts. The pads went flying off his arms as he reached down to clutch his crotch.

The boy put on a funny pained face and that actually made Damian snigger a little.

"Okay, that was pretty funny,” he said.

On hearing this, Clarrisa became a little more hopeful for her son’s sense of humour.

Next, a gymnast girl was jumping over a beam when she accidentally hit the corner of the beam directly into her crotch. This time there was no sound effect. And most of the audience just made an ooh noise. "Ooh, poor girl!” The hostess exclaimed. "While not nearly as crippling and destructive as a good nutshot can be, that can hurt pretty bad too!”

In another clip, a girl hid behind a corner of a hallway and a second girl unknowingly walked past. The first girl surprised her and gave a low blow, punching her right in the crotch with a boxing glove. The girl sank to her knees, but was in no pain at all with a grin on her face, just surprised by the hit. The girl with the glove laughed it up at the expense of her friend. Damian actually chuckled loud at this. ”Now you're getting the idea son… I guess.”

A girl and boy were boxing with boxing gloves in a boxing ring, barefoot and with shorts and tank tops, the girl goes for a kick to the stomach but instead the boy moves forward and her foot goes right between his spread legs into his nuts. This time there was no sound effect needed as a loud slap could be heard.

"Ohhh looks like contestant number male is down for the count!” The hostess exclaimed as the boy on screen rolled around the grass, moaning and struggling to get up, collapsing back to the ground each time. The girl tried to console him and looked somewhat worried but was still giggling at him. Damian sort of awkwardly chuckled at this while his family laughed it off big time, especially when the downed boy struggled to stand up.

The next video came up, it looked to be set at some camp or facility. In the video, a boy has a girl cornered in a game of tag. He has his arms and legs outstretched, preventing her from escaping. They looked like they were older teenagers. Without a second thought, the girl slammed her foot up into the boy's spread legs, putting him on the floor. The girl in the clip is blushing and feeling embarrassed with a smile on her face. While the boy is lying on his side on the floor, keeping himself in place and shaking in pain with his hands between his legs. There are only half the laughs from the audience, and a few ‘aws’. Sophie looks absolutely intrigued. Damian was simultaneously awed that the clip of this boy was on public television. And also awed at the chance the boy needed medical attention afterwards. But also aroused at the girl's reaction.

Then the next video came up. The scene was of two boys and a girl playing Twister with a few others watching. It started with the girl falling over and losing. She was very unhappy about it as one of the boys had their legs spread wide on the board and laughed about how she never wins.

"You’re going down," she said. She came up behind the boy who said that and grabbed his balls from behind him, squeezing him until he was on the ground. You could actually see them bulging and twisting through his pants in her grasp.

"That's a new version of Twister right there! Right hand ball and don’t forget the Twister!” The hostess excitedly exclaimed.

Then the girl moved to the next boy and kicked him directly in the balls forcing him to slide over the mat in the process. He laid on the ground turning red as the friends all laughed together. Supposedly, it was their mother recording and her voice said, "guess you lose too!"

And the hostess commented, "he may have literally lost two of them!" The studio erupted in laughter again.

Then the camera cut to the hostess in front of the stage, "And that’s all folks for that segment of our show, see you in a few minutes!” And then it cut to commercials.

***

"It kinda sucks that the groin shots never win, if groin shots were allowed to win then the ratings would raise as high as ever, just like all the boys' voices on the show!” Sophie mused to her family while the advertisements played.

"Well honey, I’ve heard that they’re planning on doing just that! We all know the reason we even watch this show in the first place is to see someone get hit in the family jewels anyways,” Latisha said.

Damian just sat there, watching some commercial.

"Watch this mom! I’m making my own video," she said. And raised her hard elbow above her brother's lap and sent it down swiftly between Damian’s legs. It was a direct hit, right in the centre of his nutsack. For a second there was only surprise as he felt the raw impact smash his balls into the couch and his pelvis, surely his sister knew doing that would really hurt him. A second later, intense pain exploded from his testicles to his entire lower torso, he felt his stomach lurch and felt his breath leave his lungs. This was worse than the time he got hit with a stray dodgeball, more direct, intense, and not to mention embarrassing.

"Ah! You... you bitch!” he said, lips trembling in pain as he bent over, put his legs closer together, and cupped his groin with his hands.

"What? But you said it was funny!" she retorted with an evil grin.

"Did you just elbow your brother in the goolies?” Latisha asked, already chuckling at his expense.

"Yep!” Sophie exclaimed, beaming with excitement.

Some mothers would have been more cross about her daughter hitting him in such a delicate and sensitive area, but instead, Latisha smiled and felt a sense of pride and joy that her daughter had exploited such a useful weakness in a boy.

"Aaach, I’m going to hit you there as payback.”

Latisha gave her son a worried and cross look.

"Oooh, I’m so scared! Would you even know where to hit?” Sophie said as she moved her hand up and down her smooth pink pajama covered crotch.

"Damian! You wouldn't really do that to Sophie would you?" Latisha asked.

"I guess not mom…”

"Well, If you hit your sister down there, even just once, I’ll pull you over my lap and spank your butt cheeks until they’re both red like I did to you when you were younger. And then I’ll turn you over on your back and spank your nuts hard until they pop and turn into peanut butter paste inside your scrotum, do you understand me?”

"Yes mom, I said I was only joking. I... I’ll… I’d never do that to Sophie,” he said, starting to feel scared of his mother’s threats.

"Of course you didn’t mean that son,” Latisha said, already calmed down. Sophie on the other hand was smirking ear to ear. She loved it when Damian got in trouble with their mother. Latisha continued, "I just want you to know that it's normal for sisters to try and bust their brother’s balls whenever they like, just like I used to. If your sister is going through that phase where she experiments on you, maybe you should support her and not hit her back. It’s a fun part of growing up!”

"Really mom? So I can go reach over” she said and moved her hand over him. Causing him to shield himself, "and grab...”

"Sure you can honey, If your brother is being nice, he’ll move his hands for you. But expect a boy to be protecting them like Damian is. But if you can surprise him you can use him as a stress ball or defend yourself, or punish boys that are being mean to you," she said. "That reminds me, Damian, you called your sister a bitch. Don't talk to a lady like that, Damian. If you are really sorry you will move your hands for her.”

Getting brave and curious Damian started to move his hands away from his aching groin but then chickened out as Sophie's hand snaked inches away.

"I’m sorry for calling you a bitch Sophie, next time I’ll be real nice about it,” he said.

"Yeah, the next time I hit you in the balls I want you to thank me for it, then I want you to ask for another one!” Sophie said with glee.

"That's the spirit, Sophie!” her mother said chuckling at the escalating events.

No one was interested in the television anymore and there was a kind of tension in the air.

"Damian,” Sophie said. "I’m kinda sorry for elbowing you," she said and reached out and hugged him. He hugged her back.

"Syke!" she shouted, faking him out just by moving her knee up his thigh.

Damian was half expecting that and jerked his hips back. "Don’t joke like that!” he said, retreating from her embrace.

"Don’t fix him before I can get a turn too,” Latisha said with a smile.

Shocked Damian replied, "I'm sore as it is mom,” and then stood up.

"Just from one little elbow from your little sister?” Latisha said as she giggled alongside her daughter. "I think this is a great example of why girls rule, don’t you Sophie?”

"Yeah! Girl power" she said and then they high-fived each other.

Damian skulked off to his room holding his crotch. His hands between his legs instead of his tail. But he was trying to hide his growing erection in his shorts more than anything else.

If ballbusting was not his fetish before his mom and sis had certainly made sure it was now.