Luca couldn’t hang out with his friends that night. He was too sick from the kick to get up and had to sleep the night away. Or at least tried to, as the pain never really quite went away and he couldn’t stop thinking about it. He and Emily finally got in a fight, an actual fight it felt like, and it was over in just a flash. She went downstairs, to his manhood, and ended it before it truly began.
Not to mention, him actually getting kicked by her… it shook something in him. Emily always made jokes about it, tempted Landon’s sister to slam him in the nuts and always said weird, annoying things that made him squirm. Something inside him always knew this was possible but it still felt like a boundary, like a fence between reality and a nightmare. A line he and Emily drew in the sand together as she’s never hit him in the balls before. It was an understanding, an agreement that would never be broken. She’d joke about it, point it out and make him squirm, hell she’d even do it to guys around them. But to her own baby brother, to someone she looks after and is responsible for… to kick them so hard in their most sensitive, intimate place… it just didn’t feel possible.
Even when they were younger, she always felt like something more than a sister. The age gap made her like a 2nd mom to him and when they were younger, she was protective over him and never made him squirm. But ever since a few years ago, when Luca moved in with her, things just got more and more uncomfortable.
Reaching this boiling point, Luca squirmed on his bed and clutched his sore plums in his hand and tried to move on. He went to his phone, saw all the texts he got from all his friends and one missed call from Landon. Luca put his phone away and just tried to melt into his bed as the deep, dull ache in his balls and stomach permeated and he just tried to rest through it. He knew she was working tomorrow, and so he could just rest tomorrow and do what he needed to do.
The next day comes and Luca gets out of his bed. His balls are still a little sensitive, but he’s able to get up. Pulling on his boxers and rubbing his hair, he smells his hand after he pulls it away from cupping his balls and sucks the smell in. He then breathes out and makes it to the door, then quickly to the kitchen to make his breakfast. He walks into the smell of eggs.
“Morning. I made you breakfast.”
Luca stared at Emily with a confused and almost frightened look on his face. He didn’t expect to see her here, and didn’t want to see her either after last night.
Emily looked up from the couch, and saw Luca standing there. She saw a tent in his underwear and couldn’t help but point it out.
Luca looked down and flattened it; he wasn’t hard, he just had himself laying against the fabric and that’s how it rested. His dick flopped down and shook in his musty drawers. He didn’t have the energy or desire to explain. He didn’t want to talk about anything uncomfortable.
“Thank you for breakfast…” He said, going over to the food and staring at the scrambled eggs. He looked at the bottle of ketchup on the table and then back down at his food for a moment. He was lost in thought.
“I called out today. Making sure I didn’t break your balls or anything.”
Luca groaned and closed his eyes. His hands went down to his chair and he shook his head.
“It’s fine.”
“Ha, that’s not what I’m talking about. I mean to make sure that your balls aren’t broken, not your pride. I kicked you really hard.”
A slight tremor at the comment, Luca heard his own breath break through his defenses. He tried to focus on something else, and started to pick at his scrambled eggs.
“Haha, man. You threw up in the toilet too. When I went over to use it, I saw some of the chicken from dinner and your balls were in there too HA! Haven’t done that to somebody before. Damn, sorry little bro. But at least you know what I can do to you now, so you better listen!” She laughed, turning from the TV and staring at Luca squirm in his wooden seat.
Luca sat back and pushed in, struggling against this wobbly, weak excuse for a chair that just couldn’t stay still and made whining, scraping noises against the floor, and how *could* anyone focus when sitting on this broken, weak chair that does nothing but groan pathetically and Luca’s groin suddenly shivered and his thighs pressed and pulled apart like he were trying to swim away.
“Anyways. Sorry you didn’t go out last night. I really didn’t mean to kick you so hard… even though you were asking for it. You know that, right?”
“I… Em. You were-”
“It was loud too, wasn’t it? Fuck, it was like somebody slammed a whole slab of beef on the ground! Guys always cry over that shit, buncha babies haha, ahhh… maybe you can ask Landon to look after it for you… speaking of… actually sorry. I’m probably making you uncomfortable, aren’t I?”
“... I’m fine, I just…”
“Sorry. I’ll be going out tonight, so you’ll have the place to yourself until then. Have some fun, or whatever.”
“...Thank you for the scrambled eggs, Emily.”
Emily stared at Luca as he started to eat with his right hand, scooping up the slightly seasoned eggs by fork. Emily laughed out loud and shook his head.
“Anytime, Luca. Fuck, you make it so easy sometimes.”
“...you aren’t so easy either, Emily.”
Emily laughed and shook her head. Luca told himself he didn’t care if she got mad at him but prepared for the worse. As the silence lingered, he first felt his knuckles whiten but as it lasted, his fingers and body loosened. Luca let out a courageous breath. Luca focused on the food in front of him. He didn’t realize he was hungry until he started eating.
She wasn’t always so hard to be around… Luca thought. Yeah, she’s always had a weird sense of humor but she isn’t even that bad now. She was obviously joking and let his little comment go. She made him breakfast too, which he didn’t realize how much he appreciated until right now. And as she got up to get ready, she gave him a hug and a kiss. Those aren’t the actions of a bully, right?
And so, the day went along. Luca stayed home and Emily went out to enjoy the impromptu day off. Luca asked Landon what he was doing, but Landon never got back to him. He’s usually working at this time and also, he knows that he’s been busier recently. Landon is almost always going out, but Luca only goes sometimes. Landon tries to go to social gatherings but Luca only liked to go to smaller, friends at school gatherings, so they had that difference. In a way, Luca looked up to Landon for that and it was Landon’s energy and dorky enthusiasm that helped Luca feel so comfortable opening up. Luca thought fondly on these realizations and took the day to stay back and work on some of his art. He started painting recently and realized he was good at it and it was a lot of fun. Recent events have filled Luca with a lot to feel and think, so putting things on paper was easier than some days. He just let it go with some music in the background.
Later, Luca got a text from Emily saying she might be bringing a boy back. Luca groaned and realized he had to get the place in order. He cleaned up a little bit, a nice thought to make the place look nice. After touching up and making sure the floor was clear enough to eat off of, he sat down and waited.
Luca waited and waited. It was late and he wondered where she was, and thought this might mean that she’s having more fun than she thought she would. That’s good news for Luca and he just realized he really needs to shower; he hasn’t showered in a few days. Luca can’t believe he didn’t shower earlier, realizing that he’s a dirty little pig afterall.
Washing off, Luca heard the door open and froze listening for footsteps. Silently. Luca waited and one pair of feet marched towards the kitchen and put down bags on a table. He waited and waited and realized that was the only pair of feet in the room. Luca sighed a sigh of relief, but then realized this might actually be bad news. If she doesn’t have some new boy toy to focus on and was expecting one… he just hopes she wasn’t drinking again.
Luca came to the kitchen wearing his jeans from the other day. He didn’t have a clean shirt, so came in without one. His body was firm and strong, sculpted by youth and bouncing energy. He didn’t think twice about not wearing a shirt because no one else was here, but he immediately regretted his carelessness.
“Here’s beats his chest. Why are you always walking around like I want to see your shit? Want to walk around with nothing covering your dick too?”
“No Em, I just don’t have any clean shirts right now.”
“Oh, so another thing you need me to do for you?”
Bad news, Luca thought. Bad news.
“I never said that.” Luca said exasperated already, as he helped get the dinner out of the bag. Frantically, Emily was shifting around behind him, frustrated and wearing tight jeans and a low-cut blouse, both of which were very flattering to her figure. Hair in a ponytail,
“You didn’t have to say anything.” Emily continued. “I come home, see you’ve done nothing all day-”
“I cleaned up.”
“Congratulations on doing the bare minimum, adult male! But you didn’t do any laundry and then show off something else I have to do and something you’re too lazy to do. You knew what you were doing.”
“Sorry Em, I just wasn’t thinking.”
“You never fucking think. Jesus, Luca. I fucking hate boys like you, always acting like you’re a gift to us all. And to think I just put you in your fucking place too. Do you want to go there again?” Emily shredded into him, throwing the sandwich she got for him on the table. Luca grimaced and bit his tongue. He eyed the food, starving but watched as Emily sat down at the table and Luca cautiously did too.
“Well? Do you!?”
“No, no of course not. I don’t-”
“Of course you don’t. You men get reminded of your weak balls once and you squirm forever about it. It’s a miracle you guys get anything done.”
“That’s not…” Luca started, unwrapping the sandwich and groaning. “Sorry, I’m sorry. Can we start over?” Luca said, looking up at Emily.
Emily looked back at Luca and he saw in her a viciousness that wasn’t there before. She was angry. She wanted a fight and something happened. And he didn’t realize it until now, but she’s been drinking *again.*
“Fine. Let’s start over. How are your balls?”
Luca grimaced and looked down.
“Well? I’m asking as a concerned parent. Are they sore?”
“No. I’m… I’m fine. It doesn’t hurt much.”
“Good. Because that can be fixed, you know.”
Luca squirmed and felt the soreness of his balls in his thighs. They heard the threats against them and are crying out between, ringing the warning bells.
“No, no, please don’t. I’m sorry.”
“Good. Fucking boys. You guys are stupidly easy to control but also so fucking difficult at the same time.”
“Didn’t have a good time out?” Luca asked, trying to sound caring.
“What do you think?”
Luca didn’t respond as he started to eat his sandwich.
“Dumbass question. Ugh! I need another drink.”
“Emily, didn’t you already go get drinks?”
“So what if I did?”
Luca looked at her and chose his words carefully. “You shouldn’t drink too often. You get angry when you’re drunk.”
“Well, maybe if the men in my life weren’t such fucking pussies. Man of the house, my ass, men are the biggest fucking babies ever, you know that?”
“Mhm.” Luca nodded, chewing.
Emily grimaced and watched him eat. “And they never fucking listen to anything women have to say.”
Luca nodded knowingly, not looking up and Emily’s rage grew hotter.
“And they don’t fucking care about anyone other than themselves.”
“And they’re weak, stupid things who cry over the stupidest things.”
“And they’re ungrateful, selfish fucks who don’t deserve shit!”
Emily leaned over and grabbed the sandwich Luca was eating, threw it back in the wrapper, pulled it together and stomped over to the garbage and slammed it in hard. Luca stared in shock as he realized what just happened. He slammed his hands against the table and screamed.
“What the fuck!”
“Oh, now you’re fucking listening, huh? That’s all it takes?”
“Fuck you, that was my dinner!”
“You sat around on your lazy fucking ass all day! Fuck you!”
“You told me to wait for you!”
“I told you to get a fucking job too, but you’re still jerking off with Landon!”
“Why do you keep on acting like I’m fucking him! I’m not!”
“Oh, you sure got me fooled! Fuck, with that blonde hair and how often you show off in front of the mirror, I thought you’d be deep in his pants by now!”
“You’re such a fucking bitch!”
Emily slapped Luca across his face and screamed.
“I’m tired of your fucking attitude! You ungrateful prick! Treat me like this one more time and I swear to God I’ll kick you in your weak fucking balls so hard you’ll never use them again, you hear me!”
Luca stared daggers into Emily’s eyes and knew she was serious. She’s threatened his balls and there was no forgetting how he felt yesterday. The helplessness and the frustration and all of the abuse boiled up in him, staring at the sickeningly familiar face in front of him. He knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted him to fight back and give her a reason.
He rubbed his check, pooled up the saliva in his cheek and almost spit it. But he swallowed it whole, staring at her and bubbling with rage.
Silently, he stared in his chair but refused to back down. Shirtless, and silently flexing his muscles as a powerful male. She looked down at him sitting in his chair then back up at him.
“You’re such a fucking bitch boy.” Emily said. “A coward. A weak, pathetic boy who’s nowhere near being a man.”
Luca stood up in his chair to stand up to her. He didn’t take his eyes off her and immediately saw in the corner of his eye her hand shooting out. He went in to try and dodge it but she grabbed the wad of meat in his pants with frightening accuracy and squeezed hard.
Luca cried out and grabbed her wrist in shock. Looking down, he saw his balls in a vise of his sister’s fingers and an electric shock struck him and his entire world went white. The shock made him twist in pain and away from Emily’s grab but couldn’t and immediately realized the situation he was in. His eyes jumped up to plead with his cruel sister.
“Let go, let go.” Luca immediately let out. Emily felt Luca trying to pull away but too frightened and pained to do anything with his balls in her grasp.
Emily knew exactly what she was doing afterall. She waited until Luca stood up to throw her claw from underneath and scoop up her brother’s heavy balls, and crushed. She stared at him as he went through the immediate stages of *“Oh God, what is happening!”* to *”she has my balls, my balls!”*, to *“Oh God, stop, stop!”* and she couldn’t help but laugh at how perfect this was.
“Oh, I always wanted to do this! You aren’t a man yet, but damn Luca!”
“My balls, it hurts, it hurts!”
“Fuck yea, it hurts!” Emily announced, the heavy feeling of his two testicles formed around her fingers. She couldn’t believe how vivid the feeling was through his jeans; they are super thin she realized. She closed her fingers tightly, watching his eyes shiver and mouth quiver as he tightened his face and tucked his lips in and bent slightly downwards. He looked so pathetic. His eyes were squinting and watering, and he looked so helpless. She pulled his balls away from his thighs, and he whined out, legs wobbling and ran his head into her for support.
“See how easy it is to make you a bitch?”
“Fuck, fuck my nuts! Fuck you, fuck you so bad!”
Emily crushed her hand as completely as she could and Luca shrieked out, twisting in her hands and his eyes totally enveloped in a dam of tears. His head was pulsing, the pain inside him was so much different than yesterday. Yesterday, it was like his soul was getting ripped out and he was left numb, sick and devastated. Here, his balls felt like they were caught in a vise and a loud, bright shattering was happening between his legs constantly. He couldn’t stand still in the pain as it got brighter and brighter, making him hotter and more desperate. He pulled at her wrist, which only made Emily’s grip tighten and Luca desperately whined and held his sister tightly.
“Fuck! You’re killing me, Em!”
“Apologize, Luca or I’ll break your balls in half!”
“Fuck, fuck I-I’m sorry!” He whimpered, the sharp pain in his balls was just too overwhelming. It was like they were exuding this blinding pain through the veins connecting his balls to the rest of the body and each squeeze broke his balls, squeezed out that pain and made it harder and harder for him to stay and think. His exhaustion was coming through.
“Say you’re a bitch.”
“F-Fuck! Let go, Emily, I can’t-”
“Say you’re a fucking bitch!”
“Agh! Please, please-”
“Say it!”
“I’m a bitch, let go, let go!” Luca relented, standing on his toes.
Emily grabbed Luca by the chin and made sure she could see her little brother’s face. She stared at his familiar features, the same face she’s seen grow up over the last 18 years. And in this moment of intimacy, it was broken and desperate, wet and sweaty as his sexual organs were getting crushed in her fingers. He put up no defense; he was staring at her with exactly the desperation and agony he was experiencing inside. Luca’s eyes watered as Emily stared and she dug her thumb into his testicle. His eyes rolled, body spasmed and voice croaked as he tried to slither away but she just tightened her grip. His bare upper body recoiled and glistened in the sweat and Emily pressed into it, keeping her hand buried between his legs and not losing grip of the family jewels
“EEEIII!” He shrieked, she leaned in with him and twisted his nuts and he tried one last time to get away. He pulled at her hands, tried to fall through but nothing worked. He couldn’t get away and the pain. It wasn’t just in his balls, it colored his vision, made him squirm like a bug and his stomach was full with the pain.
Yesterday’s pain was this deep, guttural and overwhelming experience that warped over time but this was sharper beyond compare. A knife was burning through his abdomen, twisting and he was in constant danger. Luca's eyes were in tears and with one twist of Emily’s hand, his legs collapsed beneath the pain and he shrieked. Emily finally had to let go or fall down with him.
Luca’s hands were both between his legs, his bare upper body curled up, muscles of no comfort as he whimpered with his balls in his paws. Touching them sent shockwaves of pain through him so he just squirmed, his wrist pressing against his groin and legs shifting around. He was in a disgusting amount of pain.
“Since you needed a reminder. Don’t ever take advantage of me again. Learn some fucking respect, or you and your balls won’t make it out of this summer, man. Fuck!”
Emily kicked Luca’s ass, and he let out a shrill whine and rolled onto his stomach. She stared at Luca and watched as he writhed and turned around, his animation smoothing out and he seemed less frantic. But she could see tears falling down his cheek before he swiped it away and tucked his eyes in elbow.
Luca was in tremendous pain once again. The soreness from yesterday hasn’t totally gone away which made this all the worse. His sister once again just manhandled his balls and this time, literally had them in her hand and crushed. He couldn’t believe how different this experience was, but once the sharpness died down, he suddenly felt it in his stomach again. He was sick again and coughing on the floor.
Emily walked over Luca and went into the trash, to look for his sandwich. It was still in the wrapping, surrounded by the corners and not touching any of the other trash in there. She made sure to grab the bag from the inside and shake it up, to tilt the sandwich over in the garbage and then slammed it shut. Just to guarantee it’s wastedness.
She turned back to her brother, curled up and clutching his balls through his jeans. His forehead was in the ground as the other hand was stretched out, grasping the floor hopelessly as he was breathing heavily.
“NNnngghh… Nnnnnnn! MMMMM! My balls, my balls… fuck, fuck!”
Luca shifted in the ground, his neck outstretched and body arching. Emily couldn’t help but start laughing at his ridiculous contortions and expressions.
“Bwahah! Fuck, you should see yourself right now. Oh shit, wait my phone! I’ll show you later!”
Emily took out her phone and turned it to record her brother writhing on the ground. He weakly protested but couldn’t stop himself from coughing and breathing heavily on the floor. She brought her phone up to his face, capturing his tears running down his cheeks and heavy breathing. He tried to slap it away and Emily moaned in distaste.
“Aw, come on you little Nancy. This is golden! Oh God, I’ll just have to pull this video up again when you’re acting out.”
“Emily, fuck! You…” Luca shifted in the ground and groaned in pain as he breathed out and grimaced. He hid his face in his elbow as he laid on his back and whined again. “You’re such a fucking bitch…”
“See. That’s *exactly* what got you in this situation in the first place!”
Emily walked over and pressed her foot into Luca’s hand that was covering his groin. He protested loudly, “No, stop, stop!” and pushed her away, looking up with what’s meant to be an angry face. But the tears and pain on his face made Emily laugh louder.
“Oh, is that your big boy face! Oh my GAAARRWWD What a little bitch! Aw fuck Luca. You turned my night around. Maybe I have to do this more often!”
Luca turned his face away and bent over on his knees, pulling his hands into his groin and cradling his balls carefully. But the pain was still in his stomach, so he stretched out and brought a hand to his stomach.
“Gonna throw up again?”
“No… fuck, leave me alone Emily…”
“Haha, big guy is all up in his feelings right now.”
“No, I’m all up in my balls! Stop going for my balls!”
“Fuck, it’s the best place to go! Two nights in a row.”
“This is so fucked up… you have… no idea how bad this hurts.”
“Ha! Don’t need to! Only need to know where to go to hit your reset buttons! I pressed them hard today. Has anyone ever pressed them like I do?”
Luca sat over his knees, refusing to answer even as she got the camera up close again. He tried to ignore it and her.
“So? Am I your first?”
“You’re so… so annoying.”
“Then answer me, bitch!”
“Yes! No one’s ever made me feel this way… so fucking useless…” Luca’s voice trembled as he spoke. He tried to hide his face again.
“Awww, baby’s gonna cry! Can’t have the big whiney sensitive boy show big manly tears! And all after I just pressed his little grapes a little.”
“Fuck you!”
“Alright, alright. Maybe that’s unfair of me. They were certainly bigger than little grapes.”
“Leave me alone!”
“Hey, that’s a compliment!”
Luca suddenly tried to stand up and pushed up to his knees. When he got on his feet, he stumbled and held onto the table for assistance. Emily laughed, watching him stumble like a baby fawn.
“Awww, he can’t even stand! Man, guys have it terrible.”
Luca couldn’t help himself and reached out to try and knock the phone out of his sister’s hands. He reached over to try and pull the rectangle out of her hand and a quick scuffle entailed. Emily yelled as she pulled her phone back and pushed back to keep his long, powerful frame away from her. She didn’t even think as she pulled her leg up and felt her shin swing up between two long legs and slamming her hard bony shin into Luca’s balls.
Immediately, Luca cried out as his testicles flattened against his pubic bone and a white hot explosion of agony erupted from between his legs. Luca’s 18 year old body bent over and fell forward, knees slamming into the ground as air fled his lungs as he choked in a silent, crushing gasp. His eyes rolled back as he rolled to his side, neck extended as he looked like a fish out of water and Emily cried out in boisterous laughter.
“Oh God, got him again! I didn’t even mean to that time, and I knocked them! Fuck! Haha!”
Luca’s vision swarmed as convulsed under the waves of pain. His jelly legs pushed as his hands tried to protect his busted balls but there was no way to ease the pain. He immediately choked and tried to cough out as nausea pounded him and he felt sicker than ever. His open mouth laid open on the ground as he heaved, saliva pooling on the floor as he tasted the disgusting agony of his testicles slammed up into his stomach and throat, and the wooden ground on his lips.
Luca was disoriented and crippled by the pain he was in. The slow build up from yesterday was absolutely not the case now. He struggled yesterday to try and fight the pain, but there was no chance today. The pain kept on rising and rising and Luca was hopeless against it.
“Aww! No, no, no, no! Fuck, fuuuck…” He croaked out.
“Oh, look at his face! Oh my *God*, this is so iconic.”
He just couldn’t get away from it. A part of him, hearing his sister, just got rushed with another wave of frustration and embarrassment. She just kicked me in the balls *again*. She just grabbed them, mocked him and recorded it. Then she just whacks them *again* and holy *fuck* it was unbelievable. The pain wrecked him, and there was nothing left in him. Luca stared blankly ahead at his sister’s feet as she bent over, putting her camera in his face. He didn’t move as she laughed and got the perfect video.
She posed in a crouch turning the camera and herself around so she was right next to her dying shirtless brother and smiled next to his ravaged corpse. Her breasts pressed up together as she smiled and posed, her flat backhand pressing against her chin and beaming.
“Oh, this is going to be our postcard! Haha!”
Luca’s eyes closed and tears fell down his cheek. The pain inside him was coming in rhythmic waves, torturing and relentlessly pounding him. Nausea spread out from the depths of his balls and each swallow of breath fed his agony and made everything worse. His balls felt broken and each movement just caused them to break apart further. Luca just wished he would die instead of feeling this tremendous pain. His vision blurred in and out, mind raced as the cruel, physical reality of the agony in his balls was only made worse when he heard his sister’s taunting above.
“Oh God, you’re still gasping. Luca, you’re so fucked! I’ll have to tell Landon you won’t be down for any gooning! Oh bro, you’re so fucking done. This is *so* going on tiktok!”
Luca’s body trembled and gasped shallowly. Intense waves of nausea forced him to wretch weakly on the ground and he was in a constant state of worsening pain.
“Unnnn… annnnn… fuuccckkk… I… nn, you… f-f-f-fffffaaaa… ahhhh…”
“Oh Man, I could be here all day. Ah, that gave me a good laugh. Oh LOOOORDD that was beautiful. I can’t call out tomorrow though, so your balls better not be broken.”
Emily kept on recording Luca’s writhing mass of skin and boy meat. His legs curled and his breathing was labored. His bleached hair swayed and swung on his head and his once optimistic face was wet with sweat and clenched with agony.
Luca didn’t know when Emily stopped recording but he heard her step over him again and again in the middle of the floor. She could’ve went elsewhere, but there was something about walking over Luca that made Emily just want to do it over and over again, like a child playing with her favorite toy.
When Luca was able to really move and manage through the pain, pushed up against the wall and tried desperately not to aggravate his sensitivities. One hand gently cradled his balls in his jeans as the other kept himself against the wall. His eyes wet and sore, he looked around and saw the food no longer on the table and Emily no longer in the room. He has no idea how late it was, but he needed to go to the bathroom and then rest.
He slowly waddled to the bathroom, in a similar state from last night. Only this time, no one was around to witness his shame. Instead, that happened before when he was knocked down and out.
Emily… he thought of her smiling, her abuse and her phone. She ruined him again and he’s just not safe from her attacks at his manhood. He took the bait and she got him. He’s so fucking stupid.
But this was just so much worse than anything he expected. Yesterday was just one kick, and that was traumatic. Today, she treated him worse, he did less and the agony was a new level. His balls were bruised and he felt sick long after the fact. His sister destroyed his balls again and totally owns him. What else could he do?
Over the next couple of weeks, Luca was respectful to Emily and tried not to aggravate her; not that it particularly mattered. She taunted him and made the same jokes, but the level of anger and viciousness wasn’t there, so his balls were safe. She threatened them and reminded him what happened, which made his balls shrivel and body shiver. But he took his best efforts forward and made sure not to aggravate her before he graduated. And after he did, she seems to have been treating him better and been happier too. Luca came to the conclusion that him being so subservient might’ve actually made a difference. Emily’s been in a great mood recently.
“It’s really nice to hang out with you, Luca.”
Luca smiled at being embraced by his friends in the park. It was a warm, bright day out and he was in shorts and a shirt. Landon was wearing slacks and a short buttoned down. Luca’s been coming out more recently with his friends, excited to graduate but not ready to let go of the home they’ve found in one another.
“Yeah, wish I knew you guys were cool earlier.”
“You always knew I was cool.” Landon replied.
“Ah shut up. Then you squuiirm when I get all hot and bothered on you, papa!” Luca jested towards Landon, who laughed and held his friend back a little.
“I don’t get bothered, you just say the most outta pocket things.”
“I learned from you, man.”
Landon laughed as Luca reminded him of the time in Chemistry class when he kept on making moaning noises whenever Ms. Harrington talked about two particles' attraction to one another. They were much younger then, but also basically yesterday. It was weird; Landon also definitely didn’t have this weak stubble growing on his chin and lips, that he has on now.
“Or whenever Luca’s mom would come by and Landon would immediately try and charm her up. It was so uncomfortable.”
“It’s not his mother, it’s his *sisteerrr*” A friend corrected. Luca groaned and shook his head, turning back to his phone. Landon coughed and tried to steer the conversation away from Luca’s sister.
“Man, having someone looking like Emily take care of you must be a blessing.”
One of the girls in the group said “Hottest sister I’ve ever seen.”
“She always makes those dick jokes too, which is also pretty hot.”
“Don’t you agree, Landon?”
“Landon, come do this dance with me.” Luca pulled him to the side, both happy to focus on something else in front of the camera.
“Haha, Luca wants Landon for himseeellff!”
“Or maybe he just wants his sister for himself!”
“Sweeet hoome Allabama!”
The two boys danced a trend in front of Luca’s phone that they set against a tree. They got photobombed by a couple friends, which turned into an endearing post and the friends continued to make their way through the park and find something to do.
As the day went on, the group went to eat and then went back out and had a blast. Luca was high on his and his friends' emotions, and started to realize that Landon was moving around with something more of a pip in his step, or so he thought. Luca wondered if maybe, he was just seeing things more brightly with Landon, especially knowing that this might be the last summer they’ll have. The way he confidently holds his ridiculous statements and keeps his head up no matter what. The way he responds to his flirting and plays along.
Luca knows Landon insisted they were straight before, and he believed it then. He still wants to believe it, because he realizes how important the power of that brightness he has towards him is. Why would Luca want to change anything and risk losing that?
“Luca, is it okay if I come over to your place today? I know you usually don’t offer but…”
“Ah.. mmm. Wait, what?”
Landon was driving back with Luca and usually, he drops him off and goes on to his house. But suddenly, he asked if he could come over…
“Uhh, I don’t think-”
“I don’t care if it’s messy.” Landon looked over softly and smiled. Luca felt his defenses crack and Landon laughed, turning back to the road. “Maybe there are some dirty videos we could watch, eh? Ehh, little weirdo?”
“Ha, oh you’d like that. We could *make* a dirty video if you’d like.”
“Sell it on the hub?”
“On Onlyfans, idiot.”
“Ah, of course. That’s much more lucrative.” Landon replied.
“Mhhmm. Well, if you want to come, that’s cool. Em might be there though… so…”
Landon nodded and didn’t say anything, but looked at Luca in the corner of his eye.
“Yeah…” Landon let out a little awkwardly. Luca felt that and thought about how Emily’s been acting recently. Still stupid jokes but her edge has been taken off so Luca thought it should be fine if they go straight to his room. Emily will undoubtedly make some cringey jokes, but Landon always laughed at them and honestly, thinking about Landon in his room started to make Luca sweaty and excited. He couldn’t say no.
“Yeah, it’ll be fine. Just gotta stomach some dick jokes.”
“Yeah. I’m sure you can swallow those pretty well.” Landon laughed, getting Luca to smack his arm.
“Hey, I’m driving here! Careful!”
“You be careful, or I’ll grab you by the dick while driving!” Luca joked, his hand reaching down to Landon’s groin in the car and Landon laughed in his deep, giddy and manly way. His voice just tingled Luca’s ears in this tight car and feeling the warmth between his legs made Luca’s butterflies flutter inside. His butterflies flew faster when he felt Landon’s junk, which isn’t exactly the first time, but it was the first time it felt like this. Landon laughed and lifted his leg up, telling Luca to be careful as he kept the car straight and Luca pulled back, realizing Landon’s inability to keep it straight. Luca laughed and looked out the door, staring at the reflections in the mirror and seeing his excited face. His cheeks were red and smile bubbly, hair swinging as he couldn’t stop himself anymore and turned back to see Landon driving ahead with a nervous smile.
The two got out of the car, and Luca went on ahead with his heart thumping in anticipation. He opened the door, let Landon in quickly and heard the TV on in the living room.
“Luca? Is that you?”
“Yes. Landon is here too.” Luca replied, hoping to get this over with so he can focus on Landon. He almost couldn’t contain himself
“Oh, perfect! Come here.”
Luca saw Emily stand up and approach them. Luca reluctantly smiled and approached Emily. Her hands seemed open and Luca felt the warmth, so he opened up for her and felt her warm smile graze him. Emily then turned her body away from Luca and towards Landon as she wrapped her arms under his shoulders and Landon closed his arms around Emily. The two embrace. Luca freezes as he watches and sees Landon and Emily lean in for a kiss on the lips.
“So good to see you, honey!”
“It’s great to see you too…” Landon coo’d, looking at her then turning and Luca with a firm smirk. “Luca. Hm.”
“Wait, you didn’t tell him yet?” Emily smacked Landon’s chest and Landon groaned, embarrassed.
“I thought it would be easier if we did it together..”
“Oh God, men are the worst. You see what I mean, Luca? Haha!” Emily laughed and leaned up to kiss Landon, the two sharing another kiss as Luca stared in disbelief. Luca stared at Landon’s stubble, his chin and his sister’s hair, her lips and–
“What. the Fuck?”
Luca felt his breath tighten and his world spun around him. Something is very wrong and he just couldn’t figure it out.
“What… huh?”
“Luca, sweetie. Me and Landon are a couple!”
“Yeah, bro… don’t get too stressed about it, we’re friends still. There’s-”
“Friends… wait, you’re… you’re not friends. You two are… kissing and holding each other and…”
“Yes, that’s what couples do. I thought you’d know this. Landon, shouldn’t he know this?”
“He’s a little stressed out and confused. Luca, me and your sister… are a thing. Like you and me, except we aren’t… uh, dating. Me and Emily though… it’s been about a month.”
“No, no, no, no-”
“Luca baby, it’s fine. Me and Landon are-”
“You and Landon! *What!? When the FUCK did this happen!”*
“Landon just said! About a month ago, we were both out with friends at the same place and laughed about it…” Emily said fondly, looking up at Landon.
“And it was a little weird but… really fun and things carried on from there.”
“And we were hitting it off! But then this little fucker!” Emily grabbed at his crotch and Landon backed out, laughing and pushing her away. Luca watched his sister grab at and fondle Landon’s manhood, the exact same manhood he held just a minute ago.
“Too much babe. Not in front of him.”
Luca choked out a scraping noise. He held his head and loudly breathed before he stumbled and ran straight towards his room. His head was pounding and he was desperate to hold everything steady as it was all spinning.
“What the fuck, what the fuck, what–”
“Luca, wait!” Landon followed him.
“No, let him go and put on his pissy pants a little. Let him get it out of his system.”
“Hey, that’s not helping.”
“Last time I tried to stop him from going somewhere, he ended up crying on the floor. Let him cry in his preferred spot, it’ll be fine.”
Luca slammed the door in his room and paced back and forth. He had no idea what he was thinking or even saw. Was he hallucinating? Did all of this really just happen?
“WHAT THE FUCK!?”
Luca ripped his hair to see if he was still awake and then pounded his chest. He howled and gripped the bed, staring down at his shorts and focusing on only his breath. He refused to think for a few moments.
But how could he not think about this? Landon… kissing his mom? So comfortably. The boy he’s spent the last few months with, the boy he’s started to feel so strongly for… kissing his cruel, mean sister who constantly demeans and emasculates him. The reason he feels so sick and impotent. How could this be happening? It’s just too unbelievable.
Luca then thought… wait. This *is* absolutely unbelievable. He just had a psychotic break. He finally snapped and was just seeing things. He stood up, breathed out, opened his door calmly and went to the living room.
Emily was standing by the couch with Landon next to her. He looked up at Luca with a small smile and downwards nod of his head. His hand was in Emily’s palm and he watched her show him something on her phone.
“Sorry. I just couldn’t fucking believe this! But it’s real! What the fuck is this?”
Landon pushed off the couch and approached Luca. “Luca, I know this must be a lot-”
“It is! It’s unfuckingbelievable! How could you do this to me!”
“Wait, dude this isn’t about you.”
“Fuck you, you’re my friend! My best friend!” Luca was getting emotional. He got in Landon’s face. Landon was taller and lankier, whereas Luca was also slim, but had a little more stock. Both were extremely healthy though. Whereas Landon was a long strip of bacon, Luca was a juicy but slim rack of baby back ribs.
“Dude, chill. We’re cool still. I-”
“You were my best friend! Was I anything to you?”
“Shut up, of course you are! But it’s different. This can work out, just relax-”
“You don’t date the… the whatever the fuck Emily, of your best friend!” Luca slammed his hands against his knees and paced around. He gripped his hair and Landon stared at him, determined and a little concerned. Luca jumped back in and tried to say something, but got caught up. He stepped back and continued to pacing.
“Come on, let it out, don’t be a bitch!”
Landon put out his hand towards Emily to calm her down. She scoffed and relented.
Luca turned to face his twisted sister and saw her back down. His ego was pricked, unstable and still having no idea what to say or feel. He pressed his hands against his eyes before continuing.
“You were my friend. My best friend.”
“...I’m sorry. But we can still be friends. Just back up and give it some time-”
“You’re fucking. My mom.”
“Not yet.”
“*NOT YET!*”
“You don’t have to take it like that, it’s-”
“How am I supposed to take it!? Hmm!? Tell me!!”
“Take it like your cool ass friend, who you love hanging around, is gonna be around more often and help you guys out. I wish you told me more about… everything here. You never said anything, bro.”
“Said something… said what? About how she abuses me so you can join her!?”
“No, I’m… wait, abuses you? What!?”
“Landon… she is *soo fucking cruel.* You have no idea. She’s always threatening me and hurting me and-”
“Wait, what are you talking about?” Landon turned to Emily and watched her shrug. He turned back to his friend. “When did she do that?”
“All the time.”
“Bullshit.” Emily interjected. “He’s being dramatic.”
“What do you mean, all the time? When did she hit you?”
Luca thought back and realized the only times she’s ever really hit him was the 2 times a few weeks ago. He struggled to verbalize it but let it out.
“Oh, that? She told me about that.”
“What!? She told you!?”
“Yeah, and it sounded kinda funny and deserved honestly.”
Emily laughed and Luca pushed Landon’s chest hard, knocking the tall boy back into the wall behind him. Landon’s eyes furrowed as he pushed himself off and back up to Luca.
“Watch it, man. It doesn’t have to go this way.”
“This is on you!” Luca responded, putting his hand on Landon’s shirt.
“Boys, boys, relax-”
“Stay out of this!” Luca exclaimed and Landon pulled Luca’s hand off his shirt.
“I got this, babe. You need to relax.” Landon insisted turning back to Luca.
“I’m telling you, once you mention his balls he just flips a switch. He’s worse than most guys.”
“Emily!”
“They’re so sensitive, saw the video! But the night before, you should’ve seen his face! It was all like–” Emily posed with her hands between her legs and twisting her face in exaggerated shock and pain. She groaned loudly like a choking caveman, and hung her head in mock agony.
“Fuck you, Emily!”
“Don’t talk to her that way!” Landon stepped in front of Luca and stared him down.
“Oh, gonna step up and defend my sister, but not me?”
“What? What are you-”
“Fuck you, fuck this. I can’t believe-”
“Luca, *calm, down!*”
“I trusted you! I–I cared and looked forward to seeing you!”
“I’ll still be around! Just relax and-”
“Stop telling me to relax! Agh!”
Luca stepped back and held his hands up to his nose and breathed in heavy cycles as Landon stood in front of him, turning back around to Emily and gesturing. Luca looked over his friend, his wearing light slacks that hung on his hip and centered in front, he saw him bulging out. Luca grimaced and felt his body shake in response.
“You need to get out of here right now, or we’re going to fight.”
“Absolutely not! You don’t pay for shit–”
“I… I don’t care. I’m taking a fucking stand at this bullshit.” Luca said, his eyes watering in anger as he pushed up to Landon. Landon looked down and saw that Luca was overly-emotional, frustrated and willing to fight. But something in his posture and wobbly voice told Landon that Luca didn’t know how to handle himself right now.
Landon grimaced and tried to comfort Luca one more time.
“Bro, let’s take a moment and–”
But Luca slapped the hand that was approaching him down and then pushed Landon back. He yelled out and set himself up in a fighting position.
“Oh my God, this is ridiculous. Just kick him in the balls and be done with it!” Emily jeered.
“Fight me, fucking fight me. I’m tired of this shit!” Luca grimaced, eyes looking up and down Landon. He knows he’s stronger than Landon; he’s a little bit shorter but his muscles have more tone, which means he knows he has the advantage here.
Then again, does the height add more weight and power? He started to question if he can really take Landon, as Landon’s face twisted in disappointment and frustration.
“Man, this fucking sucks.”
“He wants you to beat him! Get to it, sexy thing!” Emily cheered from the sidelines.
Even Landon squirmed a bit at the comment, knowing the effect it’s having on Luca. Luca yelled and reared and threw a fist out at Landon but Landon backed up and threw the fist down.
“Man, stop this before it gets messy.”
Luca couldn’t stop himself, his fists were flying out at Landon as his emotions were simply too big to quell. He swung and swung, exerting himself and making no contact and exhausting Luca. This continued pathetically for a few swings and missed until a kick swung out and connected between Luca’s legs and his entire world shattered again. All of the air flew out of him in a loud, chopped scream as he doubled over and saw Landon’s slacks jammed up between his legs.
A dry wheeze escaped Luca’s lips as he buckled over in shock. His best friend was dating his sister, twisting his world upside down and once he tried to get some control over it again, this deep, sick and unavoidable pain exploded between his legs once again. Everytime it gets hit, his entire body just freezes and resets. Everything he was doing, just fell to the wayside and he had to handle the reality that his testicles just tried to get cracked against his pelvis.
“Oh fuck! Got him right in the balls, fuck yeah!”
He felt the impending weight and agony deep in his groin and stomach. Luca’s hair fell down as he looked up in absolute betrayal. Soon that betrayal turned to fear and Landon continued to stare back at him with disappointment and a sense of parental guidance.
“What the fuck… why…” Luca whined as he curled over himself, clutching at his shorts and leaning towards the floor. His balls were like meaty vises and it was getting worse and worse.
“It was self-defense bro, you were swinging at me.”
“Why is it always my balls… STOP hitting me in my balls! My balls, my balls, m*UrRGH!*”
Luca groaned in anger as he leaned into the wall and his body went into overdrive. The pain in his balls exploded and it felt like he was getting ripped out from the inside. His limbs grew heavier as the pain hit him in waves and he had his head against the wall.
“Noo… nuuu whyyy… my balls, it’s always my balls… it hurts so bad… ”
“Nature’s off-buttons! You’re just always turned on, baby boy!” Emily cheered, texting on her phone with a smile.
“Man, I’m sorry but you needed that. Maybe next time, you’ll think twice before acting out and pressing your friend like that. That was honestly pretty embarrassing. I know it hurts but that’ll knock you down a moment. Sorry but you need it, love you bro. But seriously, it was self-defense, you saw that right Em?”
“Oh hell yeah, I saw it. He was swinging at you like a baby cat and now he’s curled over and crying like a dying tiger. Oh big boy, with his big nuts!” Emily taunted, clutching her crotch and making an exaggerated face. “But you came up, *WHAM!* and put him in his place! Shoved his balls up into his throat!”
“Man… yeah, I did. I really did destroy him, didn’t I?”
“It was a sexy fucking kick, babe.”
“Hehe. I really fucking took it on didn’t I? Wanna feel the foot I kicked him with?”
“And I wanna feel the lips of the man that did it too.”
Emily laughed and jumped into Landon’s embrace and kissed proudly. Holding each other up, laughing and tickling each other as Landon stood proudly over her and couldn’t stop himself from trying to make out with her. Emily laughed and pulled her leg up as Landon supported her and Luca lied there, eyes tearing up and getting ripped apart inside.
The kick was brutal, it took everything out of him. Totally incapacitated and it was all because of his balls and this time, it wasn’t even Emily. It wasn’t by his protector, his sister. She only laughed on and taunted him and his balls from the sidelines.
This time it was by his best friend, the one person he thought he could rely on. It was a total and complete betrayal to compliment the total agony he was in. How could he even begin to come to terms or grasp this. Was there anything for him anymore, except for the putrid pain coming from his balls? He could only clutch his shorts and sob weakly. He could hear his sister and best friend flirting and making out next to him, having the time of their lives.
Did he deserve this? Why else would this keep happening to him? He left himself open, despite knowing that it could’ve happened. He’s weak and easy to take down. He couldn’t do anything except for what he was told and anything else would leave him open to a response that would crush his testicles again. Anything to avoid this, he thought. Anything except for this pain…
How can he argue with Landon or Emily ever again? He’s just weaker and more pathetic than they are and what can he do but cry about it? It all ends feeling like this, with your soul getting carved out, mocked and taken advantage of by those closest to him.
Luca muttered to himself, his reset buttons garbled in his shorts and sick agony in his stomach as he sobbed, emasculated, while Emily and Landon enjoyed one another and the day continued afterwards and Emily and Landon decided this was a good time to go watch a movie.
Landon approached Emily who put her phone away and embraced the other in a close, excited kiss. Proudly, they held one another and Emily leaned in heavily. Landon accepted her, holding her and taking all of Emily’s energy. Landon stood with his shoulders straight and eyes closed, and Luca couldn’t help but see where his hand was supporting Emily, Right over her thigh and Luca’s eyes continued to tear up. His head went to the ground as the reality was unbelievable and overwhelming.
It always hits him in the nuts. And there’s just nothing he can do about it, the pain, the humiliation, the sick nausea that hits him in waves. Emily crushed him and he’s been in fear of her since. He hasn’t felt the same and now, who he thought was his best friend is making out with his sister and then kicked him in the balls.
He was just trying to stand up for himself, lash back at the tide of reality that smacks into him every time he gets his hopes up and once again, he gets kicked in the balls. Curled up and sick of having these balls between his legs, which he cradled desperately in his pants.
Luca was helplessly sprawled face first on the ground as Landon and Emily celebrated each other and ignored the writhing mass of Luca on the floor.
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