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This incident is a little bit different, where it started with me just wanting to use the television in the living room, but my brother was already there playing with his Xbox. So I asked him how long he was going to be, and he was just being indignant, said anything like.. "I'll be done when I'm done, or just wait, doesn't matter." very flippant. So at this point, I had already kicked him in the ...
My brother Chris and I were sprawled on the couch in the living room, watching the big soccer match. His favorite team was up 2-0 at halftime, and he was being his usual cocky self, trash-talking the other side like they had no chance. "Hey, since your boys are looking so unbeatable, how about a little bet? Make things interesting," I said with a teasing smile. "A bet? With you? Come on, Jess, wha...
Time had passed since those wild afternoons when I first discovered how much fun it was to go for my little brother’s nuts. Jake and I were lounging around my living room at my place, each of us nursing a couple of beers. The conversation had been drifting through old memories, laughing about dumb stuff from back then, when the familiar playful itch started building in me again. A few sips in an...
I'd been replaying those two wild afternoons nonstop, the memories hitting me like little sparks every time I closed my eyes. That first kick where my foot connected clean and squished his nuts flat under my instep, the way he dropped and groaned "oh god... my fucking balls!" Then the second time, my hand wrapped around his nuts bare, squeezing until his testicles pancaked between my fingers, his ...
Okay, I wanted to make a more personal post this time, as I did get a few comments and messages about how my stories have kind of got a bit more fantasized, and that's probably true. So I'm gonna stick to a much more grounded version and perspective this time. So, basically, just to sum it all up, because I think this is a question I get a lot, there was about a year's period where I realized that...
Okay, time for another real kick (spiced up a bit) but one thats a little different and a bit more interesting! We were in the living room after lunch, and Jake had borrowed my laptop without asking (again), used it for hours, then left it on the couch with the battery drained to 3% and the charger nowhere in sight. I needed it for a project due tomorrow, and when I found it like that I lost it. I...
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 pa...
Okay, here's a story about this one random afternoon that's.. a little different. I was just hanging out in my room, lounging on my bed in my shorts and tank top, mindlessly scrolling through videos on my phone. The house was pretty quiet... Mom was still at work, no big plans or anything. Then Jake knocks lightly on my doorframe and sticks his head in, looking kinda awkward already. "Hey, Sarah. ...
Okay, here's another one from back when this was still sort of a "thing" that happened every once in a while. I'd just gotten home from tennis practice, still in my skirt and hoodie, racket bag slung over my shoulder, legs feeling that good kind of tired from running drills. The house was quiet. Mom wasn't back from her shift yet. I walked into the kitchen to grab a Gatorade, and there was Jake, r...
Okay, since a ton of people asked for more IRL adjacent stories, and most of my ball-kicking episodes with my brother happened in the heat of an argument or because he was being extra annoying, but there were definitely a handful that were just… a little more, personal. This is about one of those. It was a random afternoon. Mom was at work, and I was folding laundry in the basement, and he came ...
We were sprawled on the couch, arguing over the remote. My brother had been hogging it for hours, and I wasn’t having it. “Come on, give it here! You’ve had your turn,” said, lunging across him. “Nope, sucks for you!” He held it high, grinning. “Then you leave me no choice.” I said as I climbed onto him, pinning him to the cushions. “Or what?” he shot back with a little smile. ...
2025-09-06
Edit: Since I didn't make it perfectly clear here, even though I thought I did. I have 0 interest in busting anyone's balls, or seeing your dick or nuts. If you try to show me, or insinuate that I should kick your balls, you'll probably end up blocked. Im not interested in RPing or getting you off directly. If you get off to the stories or the topics I mention that I DO like to talk about, then we...
I stared at my phone for a while, still debating if I should do this before finally typing something to my brother as I took a deep breath. “Hey. It’s umm, been a while. I’ve been thinking about old times, and I kinda feel like I owe you an apology,” I said, my thumb hesitating before I hit send. “Apology? For what? You’re making me nervous,” he said with a wary edge. “Like that da...
Okay, so first thing, um, if you sent me a message last night, and I ghosted you, it's probably not because I didn't want to chat, but when I woke up, Reddit deleted all my unread messages, and I can't get them back. So if you want to send me another message, I'll see if I can reply this time! However, if you do send a message with something like, “kick my balls,” I'm probably going to ignore ...
Okay, so, I got a few messages since the last story, and I wanted to clear up a few things in more "plain" language. Firstly, yes, I definitely did actually kick my brother in his nuts. Many times. But it wasn't quite as sexualized or dramatized as I made it in this story. So, I wanted to go over a few things specifically. The whole thing actually started when I'd seen my friend kick her ex boyfri...
Okay, so I have to confess something that’s kinda wild about my brother and me. Growing up, I had this weird fascination with kicking him right in his balls! I know it hurts like hell, I’ve seen the way guys react, doubling over and all that, but damn, the thrill of it was just… addicting! He’d been a bit of a bastard to me sometimes, picking on me or teasing me relentlessly, so it kinda f...