My brother wants me to squeeze his nuts!?

I'd been replaying it over and over... the solid thud of my foot against my brothers sack, the way his balls pancaked under the force, how he dropped moaning about his nuts. It felt incredible. The rush of actually planting my foot right into my own brother's testicles, knowing he had practically begged for it. He definitely wanted it. But part of me kept wondering if I'd gone too far... if the pain had been too much even though he laughed it off afterward.

I wanted to do it again so badly. The thought kept popping up every time I saw him. But randomly kicking him in the nuts felt risky. What if he got mad this time? After a while of sitting on my bed thinking it through, I decided asking was safer if he said yes. I found him in the living room, sprawled on the couch scrolling on his phone.

I sat down in the armchair across from him like it was normal.

"Hey. What are you up to?" I said nonchalantly, pretending I had no pretenses.

"Just scrolling. Bored."


"So... your balls still sore from last week?" I waited a beat, then grinned realizing I couldn't even wait to ask.



"No... I think they're okay now." He laughed and turned red instantly, shifting on the couch.



"You know it's totally your fault, right? Asking your big sister to kick you in the balls like that."



"I couldn't help it. I was curious." He said, in a low voice as he rubbed the back of his neck, still flushed.


"Well... if you're still curious, I could squish your balls again. If you want." I kept my voice playful, but my stomach was flipping with excitement.


He paused, thinking it over, face getting redder.

"Maybe... that's a bit too painful though. With how hard you kick."

I couldn't help but smile, thinking about how fucking hard I actually kicked him, my own brother, right in his nuts...

"Yeah, I suppose so. I probably shouldn't have tried to actually flatten your testicles last time."

We both laughed, the tension easing for a second. Then he looked down at his lap before glancing back up, voice quieter.

"Maybe... maybe you could try squeezing them tight instead?"

"W-wait, are you... serious? Like, just grab your nuts and squeeze them?"

My pulse jumped as I stood up slowly. Was he REALLY asking me to do this? My mind started racing and he turned bright red and stammered, clearly embarrassed.

"I mean... yeah. That should feel different, right? So I'm kinda wondering if it's the same as a kick... it shouldn't be as bad."

I tried to play it cool and act confident, even though my heart was racing like crazy at the idea of actually grabbing my brother's testicles with my bare hand.

"Alright... if that's really what you want
.. Okay. Come here?" I didnt mean to say it as a question, but I was so taken aback that I felt like I was losing my mind!

He got up, super nervous, not quite meeting my eyes. We stepped closer in the middle of the room. I could see his breathing had sped up. I was nervous too, but mostly excited... this felt WAY more intimate than the kick.

Before he could second-guess, I slid my hand right up the leg of his basketball shorts, under his boxers, and wrapped my fingers around his bare sack. He jumped, eyes going wide... clearly not expecting skin-on-skin so fast.

"Oh... shit... Sarah, you went..." He trailed off, almost unwilling to say the words.

His balls felt warm and heavy in my palm... soft loose skin, the two firm orbs shifting slightly as I closed my hand. They were bigger and squishier than I expected, but with that dense core underneath. I started with just a gentle squeeze, rolling them slowly between my fingers, feeling them compress a tiny bit.

He sucked in a breath, knees bending a little.

"Wow... okay... that's... different..."

I kept the pressure light at first, watching his face, my heart racing.

"H-how is it? Feel good? Or bad?" I stammered, still trying to regain my confidence despite asking such a silly question while I squeezed his testicles!



"It... it hurts... a little... but... kinda... good too..." He swallowed hard, voice shaky.

I smiled, tightening my grip just a fraction as hearing him also stutter and stammer gave me a bit of relief as I felt his orbs start to flatten more under my fingers, the skin stretching taut.

"They're so squishy right now... like warm dough. I can feel both of them rolling around in my hand. Kinda cute how they try to slip away but can't." I purred, sliding into enjoying this way faster than I expected at the start.


"F-fuck... Sarah... my balls... you're... squeezing them..." He groaned softly, hands hovering like he wanted to stop me but didn't.

"Hehe, yeah... Ive got you by your nutsies~"

I rolled them a bit harder, pressing my thumb into one while my fingers dug into the other, watching them deform slowly in my grip.

"How's that feel? Does it hurt more when I squeeze one harder? Come on, tell your big sis how her brother's nuts are doing."



"Y-yeah... oh god... that... that one... hurts... more... my... my nuts... it's... it's like... a deep... ache... but... still... kinda... tingly..." He stammered, breathing ragged.

I laughed softly, escalating the pressure a little more, feeling them start to flatten noticeably now.

"Aww, poor things. They're getting all squished and flat in my hand. You like that I can just grab them whenever I want?"



"I... I... yeah... it... it hurts... but... don't... stop... yet... my balls... they're... they're... throbbing..." He tried to answer, voice cracking.

I kept teasing, slowly ramping up the squeeze even more, rolling and pressing deliberately.

"Throbbing, huh? I can feel them pulsing in my fingers. You're getting all red... it must hurt so much to have them squished like this, hehe."

Our eyes met for a long second... his wide with shock and something hotter, mine flushing hot as my face burned. Neither of us said a word.

Still locked on his gaze, almost without thinking... like the impulse just took over... I reached my other hand over and casually slid it along the front of his shorts, wrapping my fingers around the outline of his cock through the fabric. It felt hot and rigid as I gave it one quick tug, sliding my palm smoothly up the full length and then back down once, feeling it throb against my grip.

He gasped sharply, hips jerking forward.

"Ah... Sarah...!?"

The second my brain caught up I yanked that hand back fast. In the exact same motion, with zero pause, I clamped down with my squeezing hand as hard as I could... fingers digging in viciously, crushing both testicles flat against each other, squashing them brutally in my grip, the dense cores yielding painfully under the maximum pressure I could apply.

He screamed instantly, moaning and groaning through it all.

"AAAAAAAAH!!! Ohhh... fuck... Sarah... mmph... my balls... no... stop... oh god... you're crushing them!!! My nuts... fuck... please... it hurts... ohhh... my fucking balls... Sarah... let go... fuck... my nuts... ahh..."

His voice cracked high and frantic, knees buckling as he tried to fold forward but couldn't escape my hold. I held on for several long seconds, caught in the rush... feeling them pancake completely in my hand, the frantic twitching against my fingers, his desperate pleas filling the room.

Then, still riding the same wave, I released the squeeze and immediately swung the other hand up in a sharp, vicious uppercut. My knuckles rocketed upward with every ounce of force I had, slamming dead-center into the underside of his sack from below. The impact was devastating... the hard ridge of my knuckles connected flush, driving his balls violently upward.

I REALLY felt them compress brutally against the unyielding pubic bone... both orbs flattening wide and thin in an instant, squishing flat and pancaking deep into his body with a loud, wet, meaty thud that vibrated through my arm and up into my shoulder. The warm, heavy sack folded completely around my fist, his trapped testicles deforming under the crushing blow before the momentum carried through and my hand finished its brutal arc.

He screamed again, even louder, moaning and groaning the whole time.

"AAAAAAAAAHHHH!!! OH FUCK... MY BALLS!!! SARAH... NO... MMPH... MY NUTS... FUCK... AHH... OH GOD... MY BALLS!!!"

His whole body jackknifed, legs kicking out wildly as he collapsed fully onto his side, curling into a tight fetal position, rocking and sobbing!

I knelt down quick, half-laughing, half-breathless.

"Yeah... I'm not sure what came over me, but for some reason I felt like I really just had to squeeze them... and then punch them too."

He stayed curled up, rocking in pure agony, whimpering softly about his nuts for a long minute before he finally gasped out one broken line.

"You... you...ooooh... fuck....went w-way too hard..."



"Sorry... I... I didn't mean to... well, I kinda did... but I know you like it so your balls can take it... right?" I felt a little sheepish for a second, my face still hot.

He didn't answer, just kept rocking and clutching himself.

I sat back on my heels, still a little uncertain about how far I'd just gone... the grab, the crush, the punch... it all happened so fast. But one thing I knew for sure? I loved squeezing my brother's nuts. The power, the feel of them giving in my hand, the way he reacted... I loved it. And I had a feeling I was going to do it again. A lot.