by Darrel L.
Luck had turned on Tom, the former bully. He was now the victim of his two younger, smaller brothers’ torment. Chad and Martin had been dominated by their hulking older brother until the eventful day when he tried to bully the new kid in school and was humiliated instead. From that day onwards, every kid, including Chad and Martin realized what a beautifully vulnerable target the oversized teenager’s big sensitive balls were.
Chad and Martin both absolutely the power they wielded over their beefy, bodybuilder brother. In fact, they encouraged him to hit the gym as much as possible, and made him eat humongous amounts of food, all with the aim of making him grow bigger and bigger. It was almost cartoonish how two small boys could dominate such a burly teen. By the time he was 17, Tom had grown to the size of an off-season professional bodybuilder. At 7 feet tall and 380 pounds, he had a 70 inch barrel-like chest, a 50 inch waist, 30 inch biceps, and 40 inch thighs. Because of the amount of food he constantly put away, Tom massively muscular, but appeared a bit soft and flabby. Despite his gigantic proportions, the former bully no longer dared to push anyone around for fear of getting his ample but delicate balls busted. He still had an explosive temper but tried his best to control it. However, Tom continued to nurse a grudge against his two brothers for tormenting him. Every time he was at the gym, the thought of getting back at them motivated him to workout harder, get bigger, and increase his punching power.
The oversized bodybuilder brooded and plotted his revenge for a long time. He reasoned that since he was so much bigger and more muscular compared to before, and because his punches had become much more powerful, he would be able to defeat his younger brothers, and redeem his pride. He decided that the best time would be when his parents were on vacation for the Labor Day weekend, and left him in charge of the household. While 15 year old Martin was off at soccer practice, 13 year old Chad was home alone with his vengeful older brother. Chad was in the basement practicing some of his gymnastics. He was a petite, slender boy, built perfectly to be a champion gymnast.
As he stretched on the ground, Tom crept towards the door. He planned to grab Chad, slap him around, humiliate him, and then wait for Martin to come home to do the same to him. In his plan, this would return him to his alpha position among the three siblings. Tom lunged forward, and threw his immense frame on the unsuspecting Chad.
“What the fuck!” Chad yelped in shock as Tom landed on top of him. As Tom’s unstoppable momentum propelled him on top of his brother, Chad instinctively tried to curl up into a protective position. At the precise time Chad’s knees were coming up towards his chest, Tom’s fat dangling testicles got in their way. The ponderous, cum-laden organs were caught between Tom’s mammoth weight and Chad’s hard bony knees. The mass of Tom’s frame, and the acceleration driving him onto Chad’s unforgiving knees translated into a devastatingly sickening force that was absorbed by the sensitive, nerve-filled fleshy orbs. Tom acutely felt the crushing blow to his groin, and for a fleeting moment, his heart sank with the panic of anticipating the pain that was to follow. A second later, his well-founded panic was replaced by a familiar sickening agony erupting from his traumatized testicles.
“Urkkk…” Tom groaned. His abs cramped up and his balls ached horribly as he tried to muster as much strength as he could to hold Chad down.
Chad’s strength and flexibility as a gymnast made him as difficult to control as an eel. Despite being in a superior position, the aching pain blazing in his balls weakened Tom and Chad managed to escape. He danced to a corner of the basement as Tom struggled to his feet, trying to suppress the pain in his groin.
“What gives, big brother? Were you horny for another beating? You just need to ask, you know,” Chad teased, eyeing his husky, clumsy opponent.
“I’m gonna beat your puny ass and then I’m gonna beat Martin’s scrawny ass,” Tom glowered, as he lumbered towards the pint-sized Chad.
The surprise of Tom’s attack had dissipated and now, Chad wanted to teach the big oaf another lesson in humility. He was secretly happy that Martin wasn’t home – he wanted to beat and humiliate the overgrown bully all by himself.
“Tell you what, big brother. I’m gonna set my watch for 10 minutes. I won’t hit you during that time, and if you manage to hit me once, you win and I will do what you say. If you don’t manage to hit me in that time, I will get to hit you ten times. How’s that?” Chad offered.
“Deal!” Tom replied, confident that he would be able to at least land one blow on his pesky little brother, and win an easy victory.
Tom began to dance on his feet with his fists up, imaging himself to be a professional boxer. Chad stood still, amused by the sight of his big soft muscles and belly jiggling around. His sight was attracted immediately to the outline of two low-hanging egg-shaped objects flopping about between Tom’s trunk-like thighs, barely supported by thin cotton fabric shorts.
“Someone’s gonna regret not wearing underwear today,” Chad thought to himself with a cruel smile.
Tom continued to bob and weave around, and finally waddled towards his tiny opponent. He threw punch after punch aimed at Chad’s cherubic face but the gymnast easily avoided every single one. After only three minutes, Tom’s stamina was sapped, and his face was turning red and sweaty with both exertion and frustration. He paused for a few seconds and then lunged at Chad again, unleashing a barrage of clumsy punches that Chad managed to dodge.
Five minutes into the fight, Tom began to get upset and lose his cool. He grunted loudly as he threw more punches at his little brother, all of them missing him by a mile. Chad smiled as he saw the massive teenager sweating profusely, panting like a dog, and obviously exhausted. Tom became more desperate and began punching and kicking at Chad now. His massively beefy legs were heavy and his kicks were slow and even clumsier than his punches. Chad giggled as he danced out of the range of every attempt Tom made to hit him.
The alarm finally went off. Tom’s heart sank. He failed to land a single blow in a whole 10 minute time span.
“Well, big brother, since you were kind enough not to hit me, I think it’s time for me to hit you. Ten times, correct?” Chad announced in a mockingly sweet tone.
“Let’s fucking get over with it. I want another go. Just give me your ten girly punches, bitch,” Tom seethed.
“Oh, so you want another round?” Chad asked, both surprised and delighted.
“Fuck yeah. I’m gonna smash your face in the next round,” Tom bragged, looking and sounding like an angry bull.
“Sure, big brother. Get ready. I’m gonna start hitting you,” Chad said in a sing-song voice.
Tom stood with his arms on his hips, tensing his muscles, and cocked his chin upwards. The pompous overgrown brute expected Chad to punch him in the face or stomach.
“One!” Chad yelled as he swung his foot between Tom’s enormous thighs. His small foot crashed into Tom’s sperm-filled danglers with a loud thwack and Tom’s jaw fell open in shock.
“Two!” Chad quickly announced as he delivered another savage kick to his big brother’s ample testicles before the jumbo-sized bodybuilder could react.
A strangled sound escaped from Tom’s lips as he automatically doubled over, his knees buckling, and his hands immediately cradling his traumatized testicles. Waves of agony swept from his battered balls into the core of his being. Chad giggled at the sight of his big brother folded up like a pretzel, making weird high-pitched noises.
“I’m not done yet, brother. Let me at least get five shots in and I promise to give you a break,” Chad laughed.
“You said you would punch me. You fucking kicked me in the nards,” Tom wheezed in protest.
“I said I would hit you ten times. You assumed I would punch you,” Chad reminded him.
Thinking he could withstand the pain, and that it would be better to just get over with the ordeal, Tom straightened up gingerly, trying his best to ignore the throbbing pangs of pain from his tender balls.
Chad circled behind his brother’s mammoth figure. Tom was too distracted by his pain to notice what Chad was up to. Without warning, he pulled down Tom’s loose cotton shorts.
“HEY!” Tom objected, and instinctively bent over to pull his shorts back up. This only exposed his large, low-hanging plums to Chad, who immediately shot his right hand between Tom’s fat butt cheeks to grab hold of the pink, pendulous scrotum just above where the large, golf-ball shaped gonads rested.
“What the fuck!” Tom shouted as his brother yanked his bloated balls backwards. His thighs automatically snapped together but it was too late, Chad literally had Tom by his balls.
Chad pulled Tom’s sagging scrotum to its limit, trapping the overgrown jizz-tanks in the bottom of their sac.
“Three!” he yelled out as he slammed his fist into the trapped testicles with a sickening smack. Tom yelped in shock and pain from the blow but Chad maintained his strangle-hold on his floppy scrotum.
“Four! Five!” Chad announced as he unleashed two more savage punches into Tom’s trapped meatballs. With nowhere to swing, the overgrown, delicate, doughy gonads absorbed the full force of Chad’s fist. Tom began to scream in anguish, as his legs weakened from the pain, causing the giant of a teen to sink to the ground.
Chad let go of the squealing bodybuilder, who curled up into a fetal position on the ground with his shorts still wrapped around his ankles, rocking gently back and forth as awful pain wracked his brain and body.
“I’m giving you a five minute break, as promised,” Chad told the whimpering goon.
Chad informed his horrified brother when the 5 minute mark was up. Tom lay on his side, trying to summon enough strength to move. Chad smiled as he observed how Tom’s humongous thighs were clenched together, leaving his bruised and bloated balls bulging out invitingly between two pale beefy ass cheeks.
“Actually, stay right there,” he told the confused teenager. Tom felt thankful, thinking that his brother would let him recover from the pain.
The sadistic boy jumped on Tom’s legs instead, trapping them (and his puffy testicles) securely in place. Before Tom could react, Chad raised his fist like a hammer and slammed it into Tom’s tenderized, and rapidly-swelling gonads.
“Six! Seven! Eight! Nine! Ten!” Chad shouted in glee as he pounded the fat, squishy, jizz-laden orbs.
Tom’s husky frame jolted involuntarily from each blow, as pain exploded from his abused manhood.
Chad hopped off the miserable bodybuilder’s legs, as Tom sobbed loudly and writhed around in utter anguish, his shattered testicles erupting in unbelievable amounts of pain.
Chad put his foot on Tom’s thick neck as the beefy teen wailed miserably. “I’m gonna sit right there, and wait for round 2,” he told his big brother, who was in too much pain to think straight.
The overgrown teen spent at least 20 minutes on the ground, paralyzed by pain and sobbing softly.
Once the awful pain was somewhat bearable, Tom slowly crawled up, one hand cradling his bruised and battered balls, which were now as red and as big as apples. Although he managed to stagger to his feet, he remained bent at the waist, one hand on his knee, as he tried to suppress the nauseating pain blazing from his traumatized testicles.
“Ready for round 2, dear brother?” Chad asked as he cheekily pinched his brother’s nose.
Tom’s anger began to burn again. Chad was counting on the big bull’s short temper to lure him into another round of beating.
“Oh, look at you! You’ve got a stiffie!” Chad remarked, pointing at Tom’s very erect cock.
Tom turned even redder with both embarrassment and anger at his erection. In spite of the horrible pain in his gonads, his cock was at full mast, as if saluting the pint-sized fighter who humiliated him.
“You know something, big brother? The beefier you become, the bigger and fatter your ass and balls become, but your cock gets even smaller!” Chad mocked. His taunts were working as planned – making Tom angrier and angrier.
Tom stood up, intent on bashing his little brother up. His 4 inch erection pointed upwards proudly, looking ridiculously small in comparison to Tom’s enormous frame, and his oversized testicles.
“That's something I’ve noticed something about fat guys – they have huge nuts but tiny dicks, just like you, big brother!” Chad continued.
“I’m gonna kill you, you little fuck…” Tom growled as he lumbered towards his brother.
“Round 2! Same rules? 10 minutes for you to hit me? Chad chimed.
“Fuck you!” Tom barked as he began swinging wildly.
The constant ache in Tom’s battered balls slowed him considerably. His attempts to punch Chad were even more clumsy and awkward than before. Chad danced out of his way, giggling and teasing the furious gorilla who was trying to kill him.
Tom soon turned into that familiar sweaty shade of red as he failed to even get anywhere close to hitting his elusive target. Chad glanced at the clock on the wall and exclaimed loudly, “10 minutes is up, Tommy boy! Now it’s time for me to play with your balls again!”
“FUCK YOU!” Tom spat as he kicked at Chad.
Instead of running away, Chad grabbed Tom’s ankle, and held his huge beefy leg in mid-air as the bodybuilder flailed his arms about wildly to try to keep his balance.
“One!” Chad yelled as his foot sailed upwards and collided with Tom’s unprotected, pendulous testicles.
Tom wailed pitifully as he tried to protect his bruised and battered gonads with his hands.
“Two!” Chad yelled in glee, as he launched another accurate and savage kick that blasted into the screaming hulk’s sperm-filled overgrown gonads. Tom’s hands offered little protection against Chad’s powerful kick.
Tom’s screams became even more high-pitched as he collapsed to the ground in agony. Chad was forced to let the gigantic teen’s leg go, unable to withstand his massive weight.
The husky bully writhed about in pain, sobbing loudly as he cradled his shattered manhood in his hands. Chad stood back, and smiled as he watched his older, oversized brother agonizing at his feet, crying like a little kid.
“Aww, your big boy balls seem to be hurting, brother. Come on, let me play with them a bit more. I need to hit those useless sorry nards 8 more times,” Chad mocked.
Tom wanted to stop his torment, and decided to roll onto his stomach, hoping that his gargantuan frame would be able to protect his abused testicles from his sadistic brother. Chad laughed at his pathetic attempts to protect himself, and grabbed hold of both ankles.
With surprising strength, Chad hoisted both of Tom’s legs up, and locked them by his side. Tom’s swollen, aching testicles dangled vulnerably between the trunk-like appendages, and Tom was totally helpless.
“NO…. NO…. PLEASE!!!” Tom howled in panic, realizing his predicament.
Chad unleashed three kicks into his bodybuilder brother’s ponderous, swinging babymakers. Each kick connected with their sensitive target with loud meaty thwacks, and sent Tom’s burly frame into spasms of pain.
“Ready for five more?” Chad asked the wailing bully.
“NO!!!! PLEASE, I BEG YOU!!!” Tom pleaded.
“Do you want to exchange five more hits for one squeeze, big brother?” Chad inquired. He was hoping his big brother would choose to let him crush his big sorry balls.
“YES! Please… don’t kick my boys anymore… I can’t take any more kicks!” Tom cried.
Chad let go of Tom’s legs suddenly, letting his heavy lower body crash into the cold hard concrete, causing Tom’s ultra-sensitive, traumatized testicles smacked against the ground with a loud plop, causing the distressed teen to yelp in pain.
Tom again curled up in a fetal position, sobbing uncontrollably from the nauseating pain surging from his groin into his whole frame. After an eternity of agony, he managed to crawl onto all fours, one hand rubbing his husky belly, which was cramping up from the sickening ache radiating from his swollen, damaged danglers.
“Your big useless balls ready for a nice squeeze?” Chad smiled, menacingly making crushing motions with his hands.
Tom whimpered in fear, one hand automatically attempting to protect his manhood.
“If you don’t let me squeeze your fat balls once, I’m gonna kick them five times,” Chad threatened.
“Ok, ok… just don’t kick my balls anymore, please… I can’t take anymore,” Tom whined.
“Face down, ass up!” Chad ordered. Tom obediently put his face to the ground, his huge butt pointing upwards, and his oversized, pendulous gonad displayed invitingly between his humongous thighs.
“God, your ass is so fat your last name should be Kardashian!” Chad remarked as he smacked Tom’s ample buttocks repeatedly, making the big ass cheeks jiggle about.
He reached between those thick butt cheeks and ran his fingers over Tom’s bobbing balls, causing the terrified bodybuilder to whimper in fear. Chad continued to gently run his fingers up and down the back of Tom’s dangling scrotum, sending shivers of pleasure into his loin. He then proceeded to gently play with Tom’s big boy balls – the cum-filled organs were so large that each could fit in Chad’s one hand. Tom began to forget the pain in his manhood, and started to make little moans of pleasure as Chad continued to manipulate his gonads.
Chad was enthralled by the control he could exert on the behemoth by using his sensitive orbs. As he noticed a little stream of precum leaking from Tom’s rock-hard erection, Chad decided to destroy Tom’s pleasure. Instead of gently rolling the nerve-filled fleshy orbs around, his fingers tightly wrapped around them, crushing them with vise-like pressure. Tom’s pleasure quickly turned into pain, and his horny moans transformed into loud whimpering. Chad began kneading the fat meatballs like dough, almost mesmerized by movements of squishy bubbles of testicular flesh protruding out between his fingers. As the pressure on his brutalized balls increased, Tom began to squeal in pain and thrash about.
It was all in vain, Chad had a death grip on his delicate testicles and Tom was totally at his mercy. While continuing to crush the bruised, swollen, spunk-filled globes, Chad would yank them backwards without warning, causing Tom’s pain and squeals to shoot up by several octaves. His anguish increased exponentially the longer his traumatized testicles were manhandled by his cruel brother, and his sobs and screams grew more desperate.
“Stop! Please, Chad! Please stop! You’ve ruptured my balls!” Tom screamed.
“Shut the fuck up! I will decide when to stop squeezing these fat, sorry blobs of meat you call balls. If I want to break these worthless lumps, so what?” Chad barked as his big brother began to cry hysterically.
Finally, Chad was bored and decided to try something different. He pushed Tom’s ample testicles against each other. The big testicles slid and rolled against each other, slipping about the harder Chad pushed them together. Tom’s pain levels went through the roof – the combination of crushing pressure of his balls against each other, and the sudden releases of pressure when his balls would slide over one another caused unimaginable agony. His screams became pathetic hoarse cries of agony. As Chad continued to repeat the maneuver, however, a weird sensation began to mix with the unbelievable pain in his tortured testicles. It quickly built up, and Tom’s hips soon bucked involuntarily as globs of creamy jizz shot out of his throbbing cock.
Chad was taken aback but maintained his grip on Tom’s stricken testicles. As cum spurted from Tom’s cock, Chad dug his fingers as hard as he could into his increasingly-squishy, very swollen balls in an attempt to empty Tom’s sack of their contents.
As the final drops of cum leaked out, Tom’s body spasmed as his eyes rolled back into his head, and his huge figure went limp. The pain was too much for him, and he passed out with his hefty butt still sticking up in the air. Chad finally let go of his brother’s tortured testicles – by now, they were twice as large as they usually were, and a nice shade of purplish red. Chad left the unconscious hunk in the puddle of his own spunk and tears, laughing to himself about how he had defeated and humiliated his big, husky bully of a brother.