Luca spent most of the day afterwards in his room. He couldn’t say anything even if he wanted to. What could he say? He had nothing that could to live up to what he wanted to say or felt. It also just didn’t matter how he felt. It always ends the same, so why bother?
“Hey, Luca? You good?”
Landon tried to get Luca to talk the next day, but Luca brushed it off. Saying he’s fine and talking with empty but respectful platitudes before Luca went back to work on his art. Landon watched this and decided to give it one more day.
“Hey, prick whistler. Still moping?” Emily asked the next day.
“...Why…”
“Exactly? Why mope around like this, you’re not-”
“Emily, chill.” Landon insisted.
“No, it’s fine. I am moping.” Luca responded. He was pouring himself water in his shorts and shirt, and Landon shook his head.
“Why? Why are you moping?” Landon asked.
“Why else do you think? You know the answer, he’s just being a pissy baby.”
Luca felt his frustrations bubble hearing this. Landon was going to say something, but Emily put her hand up.
“Look at him. You can always tell when he’s getting angry, when he’s getting his panties all kntotted up… ohhh… oh! Is he gonna take his balls out of his purse and put them between his legs? They’re easier to kick there, you know?”
Luca grimaced and closed his eyes. Emily and Landon waited for Luca to say something and they saw his throat bobbing.
“Why… fuck!”
“It’s okay, let it out, be a big boy.”
“Fuck! Emily, Landon, fuck! Why are you doing this to me! Is it… is it so hard to imagine why I’m unhappy… why…”
Landon watched Luca’s face contort in the corner of the room. He was wearing fitting jeans that hung on his lanky frame and Emily was in sweats and a t-shirt with no bra. He stared at them, waiting for them to respond, but it was obvious they weren’t. He threw his hands up. What’s the point, he thought.
“Dude! Speak up!”
“I told you, let him stew in his baby juices and then let him jerk out his baby juices. He’ll get over it.”
Luca grimaced and turned to his room. Landon cursed under his breath. “When you’re ready to talk, call me over!” Landon let out, before turning back to Emily and arguing with her.
“Do you have to get at him like that?”
“I told you, he likes that shit. He likes to squirm.”
“Does he? You sure?”
“Absolutely. Plus, he wasn’t getting anything out until I started pushing him. It’s the only language he knows. Either he pushes things until I respond or I push him to get him doing something and whip him back into shape. Honestly, this whole pissy mood would be over if I go in there and just kick his nuts up into his throat.” Emily said, looking at herself in her phone’s camera. She smiled, then opened her mouth in shock, like she were in pain. Then she laughed and went back to tiktok.
“You think I should post that video of him writhing on the ground? It would get *so* many views.”
“No, don’t post that.” Landon said, grimacing.
“Hmm, you’re right. It would just get taken down and I don’t need more strikes on my account.”
Landon thought about the situation and understood Luca’s frustration, though he also thinks that this can and should work out. He wanted to give Luca some space, but maybe Emily’s right… to an extent, at least.
Landon took off his shirt and motioned to Emily.
“Hey, we’re going to get ready to go out in a bit, right? Want to dress up and get a shirt from my bag?” He offered her his shirt.
“Hmph. Can’t dress yourself, big boy?”
“I’m going to try and talk to Luca.”
“Fine. I’ll go get dressed as he cries in your arms. Don’t forget, just kick him in-”
“Yeah, yeah. You know, you can’t always go for a guy’s balls like that, it’s going-”
“Eh, I don’t want any nephews. He isn’t going to give me any, anyways.”
Landon was already walking off as Emily was responding and threw his shirt over her shoulder. Landon walked over to Luca’s room, shirtless with a light coat of hair on his tall frame, spreading from underneath his jeans. The man knocked loudly. There wasn’t a response, so he knocked louder.
“Luca. I’m coming in.”
Landon opened the door slowly, seeing Luca on his bed, back to him. Luca was still wearing shorts and a shirt, nothing too special. No socks either, so Landon noted Luca’s soles before turning his sight to Luca’s bleach dyed hair from behind. Black roots were starting to become more obvious
“Luca. Let’s talk. You and me, no Emily. Come on.”
“...What’s the point?”
“What do you mean, what’s the point? You have feelings right? What are they?”
Luca laid on his bed, not moving and Landon wondered if he heard him. Luca had to have heard him, but there’s no evidence of it. He waited to give Luca the room to speak.
“...Why…”
“Why what?”
“...Why… everything… why didn’t you tell me?”
“Well… that’s my bad. I should’ve.”
“Why… why my sister?”
“Bro, come on. She’s my type. She’s older, she’s hot, she’s feisty.”
“She’s evil.”
“Chill with that. She’s not evil.”
Luca turned around to face Landon. His eyes were red and furrowed, and there was no cloudiness there.
“She… she encouraged you to kick me in the balls, she’s always stirring shit up and… and, why! Why *did* you kick me in the balls!?” Luca let out loudly. “That… that was so fucked up!”
Landon groaned and shook his head. “You were getting fired up and… and, well I thought you kinda liked it too.”
Luca’s eyes bugged out of his socket. He couldn’t believe what he heard. He clutched his balls, his fury building up and soreness in his balls was ringing.
“The fuck!” Luca stood up to Landon and stood firmly in front of him.
“I know it’s weird, but she told me about earlier and with how you were about a month ago, you asked me to… you know, step on you there… bro, I just thought–”
Luca didn’t wait for Landon to finish and swung his foot out and slammed his shin up between Landon’s long legs. Landon choked as he felt his balls getting jammed against his pelvis. He croaked and held Luca’s leg as suddenly every thought and idea he had flew out of his mind. All that was left, was this strange sense of emptiness, confusion and rising fear.
“Oh, you… you fucking kicked me…” Landon croaked as Luca’s foot was pulled down from between Landon’s legs and Landon collapsed to his knees. His eyes were open as he clutched his jeans and groaned loudly, curling over completely.
“Fuck…” Luca spat, sitting on his bed and clutching his head.
“Okay… okay, I’ll take that. I… if that’s what you need. Okay, brother.”
“That’s not what I need! What I need is for you to stop fucking my sister!” Luca cried out, jumping up.
He paced around his room angrily, cursing under his breath and breathing loudly. His pent up emotions are starting to escape from his body and the anxiety started to eat at him.
Meanwhile, Landon was curled over, clutching his balls through his jeans and feeling sick himself. His stubbled mouth puckered, opening and closing as he processed the pain and tried to think ahead. But it was all hazy through the pain… but holy fuck, this pain he thought with rolled eyes.
“NNnnnrrr… mmmmm… this… oh, it’s haard to breathe…”
“No shit! How could you think I like this shit…”
“Dude, people are… people are into weirder things…” Landon groaned, looking ahead at Luca’s bed and feeling sick. He held his stomach and bent over, breathing out before Luca bent over and tried to help him up. It took a bit before Landon was able to, but Luca was patient.
“T-thank you.”
“...We’re still not okay.” Luca said, walking away from Landon, who just pushed against Luca’s bed and groaned. He rubbed his eyes then took a more genuine seat on his bed and spread his legs wide, clutched his balls with one hand.
“Well… anything else you need to get off your chest? Need to hit me again?”
“Landon, shut up for a minute! I… I really just can’t fucking believe you.”
“I know, you’ve said it.”
“And… and my sister? That witch!?”
“I told you, stop talking about her like that.”
“And you’re just! Just! Okay with how she is!?”
“No one is perfect, Luca.”
“But she’s the fucking devil!”
“Relax! And even if she is, which she isn’t, it’s not your place to tell me who I can be around. She’s way more open minded than you think, and-”
“And I swear if you call her hot one more time…” Luca said, festering and staring at Landon with rage and denial.
Landon thought about Luca’s face and nodded. “She’s… well, she can be sweet.”
“Sweet!?”
Landon nodded, closing his legs together and lifting them up and down.
“She’s a fucking narcissist! And abusive, and–”
“It was one bad night a month ago–”
“Two! And it’s way more than that, why don’t you believe me!?!”
“I do, but there’s more to it. You… both of you, can act emotionally and irrationally sometimes.”
“What!? It’s my fault?”
“That’s not it, but–”
“Landon. You need to break up with her.”
Landon shook his head. “That doesn’t need to happen. We get along and–”
“Fuck you.”
“Luca! This is good for us.”
“Good for us!? You mean good for you, you horny fuck. It’s always about you and your fucking dick!”
Landon stared at Luca and Luca’s eyes darted back and forth. Why was Landon staring at him like that?
“I’m sorry, Luca. What would make you feel better right now?”
Luca looked down and started to get rushed by everything he’s held inside over the last couple days. Frustration, confusion, anger, pain and betrayal. He turned around and stared at Landon for a moment. His best friends comforting face, new stubble gracing it and making him look more awkward. Luca hated it and put it in the back of his mind to mention later. But that wasn’t important right now.
“I… I don’t know what to say.”
Landon nodded, standing up and adjusting himself before folding his arms up. He pressed his arms against his stomach as he spoke.
“Well…” He bent over, stretching then stood back up and moved his leg around. “I think we’re better now?”
*”Landon, honey! Did you find his balls for him!?”* Emily cried out from the living room. Luca sighed and Landon laughed. Landon saw Luca’s face sink and Landon shook his head and reached out, smiling as he did so.
“Sorry, sorry it’s just that-”
Luca acted without hesitation, swinging his foot up into Landon’s groin one more time. His eyes bulged out and he let out a fluttering gasp immediately. The previous kick was a little heavier and shin focused, but this kick was *sharp*. The top of Luca’s foot slammed into Landon’s jeans and a loud *POP* echoed as a result.
Landon’s head immediately exploded as he felt his body instinctively double over before he could register anything. Before he could realize, the pain was already there and it made him choke. Landon’s long legs got totally pulled out from under him and his manly fingers wrapped around his groin to protect his testicles from further harm but it was pointless.
“That’s for kicking me in the balls, earlier! Fuck you.”
“Nuuurrgghh… uuuunn…” Landon groaned, his head swarming with deep, deep pain. “Mahhh… my nuts, fuck, fuck, fuck…”
Landon couldn’t even writhe through the pain. Any movement felt like it would be too much, so he just had to freeze on the floor in agony. He’s gotten hit in the nuts before but this kick was an atomic bomb. His poor nuts were already sore from a moment ago and now, they just got slammed again. Even harder. He was completely incapacitated.
*”Oh! Who was that? You kicked him in the nuts, Landon? Or was there nothing there! HAHA!”*
Luca opened his door and stomped away from Landon on the floor. His long, slim and lightly haired body laid limp on the floor. His mouth lightly open, his light stubble trembling and his jeans shifting with his shivers. One hand was clutching his sack as the other was tight by his stomach. A sudden disgusting wave made him croak and pull both hands to his balls, pressing hard and unable to move.
“Emily!” Luca exclaimed, walking into the living room. He walked past where he was first kicked, then looked over to see where he was grabbed the 2nd day. And where Landon kicked him the other day… trauma in every corner, and Emily reminded him why he’s here.
“What is it, man? Gotta something you want to tell me?” She said bending over. She had on a short jean skirt with a tight low-cut blouse on top. Her hair was in a ponytail behind her. Some strands of hair were on either side of her, and her smile made Luca sick to his stomach. He knew the shit eating things she wanted to say to get under his skin.
“I’m *tired* of this Em. What is your problem?”
“My problem? Where’s my boyfriend.”
“*My* friend, Landon, is in my room.”
“What’s he doing there? Your laundry?”
“No, he’s picking up the remaining pieces of his balls, that back stabbing bitch!”
Emily’s eyebrows rose as her smile deepened. He motioned towards Luca to continue rant.
“And you! Fuck you, I don’t know what you told him, but I *hate* how you treat me! How you abuse me and belittle me! I’m a fucking man! Stop acting like I’m not.”
“Ha! I treat you like a man alright. That’s why I have a recording of you clutching your balls and throwing up. Wanna see it?”
“And that! Stop, stop it! Stop going for my balls!”
“You want me to stop kicking you in the balls when you get out of hand?”
“Yes! Fuck, you have no idea how bad it hurts! How sick I felt, or how terrible my days were since–”
“And you have no idea how it is to have a child who’s so ungrateful and emotional! Can’t take a joke and hates every boy I bring home!”
“I don’t hate everyone! I *LOVE* this one, so why are you fucking him!?”
“Oh, I fucking knew you wanted to fuck him! He’s straight, idiot!”
“I know! I know, but fuck you! Stop dating him and stop going for my fucking balls!”
Emily laughed and nodded. “I’m willing to do one right now. Wanna guess which one?”
Luca shook his head and thought of her question for a vulnerable moment before it clicked. He suddenly shielded his testicles for protection with his fingers, and Emily laughed and rubbed Luca’s hair.
“Ah, that’s so fucking cute! Oh, you’re face, you guarding your little nuts, oh brother. If I wanted to crush them, I would’ve already.”
Luca pushed Emily back and she stumbled against the wall. Her breasts bounced in her blouse and Luca realized she has no bra on.
“Put a fucking bra on too, fuck! The fuck’s the matter with you!?”
Emily stared up at Luca with a fierce expression as he continued to guard his nuts with one hand, and used the other to push out at her. Emily jumped in, screaming and swiped at Luca with both hands and kicked at his legs with her own feet. The two scuffled, and Emily’s hands naturally went down to slap at Luca’s junk. Luca’s hand was covering it, but the slap still hurt and stung. Luca grimaced and slammed at Emily’s head, twisting his body away. Emily screamed and grabbed at his shorts and pulled, trying to get away from Luca.
Luca felt his shorts getting pulled from his hips. He tried to push her down with one hand, but his other hand lost grip and his shorts got pulled down his legs. He pulled his hands in to try and keep his briefs in place, which he succeeded at, keeping some of his shame together. He had on a pair of light blue briefs and they hugged him tightly.
Luca stepped back to reassess, covering his balls with his hands. He still had on his shirt, covering him in that regard. He looked down, shame and anger at his bare legs as he looked up at Emily with his shorts. She stood up and taunted him, signaling him to come get them with one hand, but her other hand cradled by her hip and rolling something imaginary in her fingers. Like she were rolling two orbs in her hand, before she snatched them tightly. It made Luca’s stomach drop.
“Fuck!” Luca yelled out, backing up and covering himself with both hands. The last thing he needs is for her to grab his balls. He cradled them tightly, feeling cold and shivering.
“Haha! Landon, come here! Look at what’s going on here!”
“Shut up!”
“Fuck, you’re getting bold. You know you can act like this all you want, but I’m *always* going to get the last laugh. You know that right? You’re the one cradling your balls here, right?” Emily taunted, throwing Luca’s shorts behind her. She put in a fake, yet convincing face of pain and pulled her hands between her legs. She then faked herself looking sick, and held a hand up to her mouth, in the process of throwing up.
“Oh! Oh fuck, my balls! I’m gonna— I’m gonna hurl!”
And Emily let out a fake hurl on the floor. Luca felt himself burning up as Emily faked another contraction in her stomach and loudly let out her best impression. She looked down worriedly, her other hand firmly between her legs, tight between her skirt and Luca couldn’t stand it. Her flat cunt, her hand clutching nothing down there and reminding him of the weakness he doesn’t have. It’s not fucking fair!
“Haha! Oh wait, I don’t have balls! And you fucking do. What are you gonna do about it, huh?”
Luca backed up further until he couldn’t anymore as Emily approached him. She got closer and closer, reaching out as Luca’s face turned defensive and frightened once he realized the situation he was in. He had no idea what to do and kept on pushing her away, twisting his body away from her.
He felt like he couldn’t just punch her, and a kick would be setting himself up for failure. He’s trying to push her away already, and any hold would just leave him vulnerable. He had no idea what to do, so he let his mind carry his actions for him. He did what he did earlier. He pushed Emily away to make some space, faced her to correct his aim and swung his foot up hard between her legs.
Emily was wearing a jean skirt so there was nothing stopping Luca’s barefoot from slamming up between her legs. It was a direct, wet hit as Luca felt his foot slam into her pubic bone, up between her legs for the first time. Emily’s lady mound got plastered and slammed hard, directly and it was very unexpected for her. Emily gasped out in shock and sudden pain.
She clutched her pussy without a hint of mockery and clamped her legs together. Her eyes went wide as her mouth puckered and she bent over, her ponytail hanging on the back of her head as Luca heard deep groaning underneath. Her knees buckled. And then his did too, shocked at himself.
“What… what the fuck… you fucking bitch… oh it hurts… just kicked my *fucking* cunt…” She raspily let out and fell over on her knees. Bent over, she whimpered and Luca was still processing what just happened. He fell on his ass as he stared and processed.
His sister was curled over, her hands melded at her groin between her legs, just like his usually are but she… she doesn’t have balls. She has a pussy and he just… he just kicked his sister *hard* in that pussy. His foot hurt from the impact, the vibration of the pubic bone on his foot was tingling. Not to mention the feeling of his barefoot slamming between her legs, something warm and wet splatted and it sent his mind into overdrive. He shivered as he processed everything.
Emily, for all her taunting and emasculating she did, she also had a weak point between her legs. It made her cry, just like it made him cry. He heard her fighting back tears and saw her writhing on her knees. Emily is also weak between her legs. It’s not only him.
“I… I’m going to fuck you up *so bad*!” Emily groaned out, looking up with a red face and teary eyes.”
“E-Em, wait. It was just, just, e-even, we’re even now!”
“Nowhere fucking close!” Emily groaned and pushed against the ground hard. One hand was clutching her pussy between her legs, her jean skirt hiking up, the dark of her upper thighs were visible as she stood and stood over Luca. Luca swallowed hard as she approached him and he started to crawl away.
“Get back here.”
“Emily, stop or I’ll do it again!” He tried to play his only trump card.
“I fucking dare you!” She screamed as she reached down at his bare feet and grabbed at them. Luca kicked out and tried to put distance between him and her, but she was relentless and determined. Luca pulled his hands between his legs, cupping his vulnerable balls as he was only in his underwear still, and his shirt offered no protection.
She pulled at his feet as he tried to kick her away and covered his balls in desperation. He squirmed, twisted and prayed to keep her away until one of his kicking feet right under and up into Emily’s skirt and his toes jammed up into her sore cunt and lifted her off her feet, pushing her away.
“GAH!” Emily cried out as her cunt received more punishment. The pain this time spiked inside her, and when she felt her brother’s toes dig in, against and through the lips of her folds, she immediately felt a cold shiver run through her. She stumbled, her eyes twisting with her hands between her legs once again and then a cold, burning pain erupted from within her.
“Fuck, fuck!” Luca said, clutching his balls and pulling his foot inwards. He covered his toes, which had the warm, wet residue from his sister and held it tight. He looked ahead and saw Emily turn around and stumble before collapsing to her knees.
He saw her between her meaty thighs. Hiding underneath, she was wearing stripped panties and something in Luca absolutely twisted as he saw this. Her holding her panties was so vivid and shocking. He’s seen Emily change before casually, but seeing her like this was deeper. Her fingers pressed into her panties and he could see her mound underneath her fingers. She cried out loudly, pulling another hand up and pressed it over her fingers, pressing both into her pussy as she whimpered.
“Stop! Stop hitting my pussy! It fucking hurts, holy shit! I… I can’t breathe–” She croaked/
“Dude… you just fucked her up.” Landon spoke up, from the corner of the room. Luca looked up and saw him watching with dreary eyes. He was clutching his balls, kneeling over and watching in awe. Luca stared at him with firm determination, waiting for Landon to look back at him and saw a clouded, weakened expression. Luca knew not what to think, but turned back to his sister as he heard her moaning louder.
Emily flopped to her side and kicked her legs pathetically, as she continued to helplessly clutch her womanhood. The pain was intense and overwhelming and unlike anything she expected to feel.
“You… “ Luca started to say, watching his sister writhe in agony in front of him. He laughed and felt a rush “You got fucked! Fucking bitch!” Luca cried out, standing up and finally feeling comfortable to let go of his privates, letting them bounce as he jumped up.
“You fucking deserve that! Fuck you, eat it bitch!”
Emily sobbed. “NAHK… I’m going to get you back… so fucking bad…” Emily hid her face and tears with her elbow. Luca laughed and kicked at Emily’s ass, causing it to jiggle and her to cry out.
“Bitch!”
“Fucking bitch!”
Emily’s eyes were tearing up and she flipped over onto her back, one hand still between her legs as Luca kicked at her again but it didn’t succeed this time. She latched onto his leg and Luca’s eyes opened in panic.
“Fuck!”
Emily was still recovering and breathing heavily on the ground, hooking her arm around Luca’s foot as he tried to pull away. But she was surprisingly very strong and determined, thus would not let go even as he fell to the ground.
“Let go, let go!” Luca tried to kick Emily’s grasp off him, but she turned over and grabbed the other foot and tried to climb up Luca.
Luca pushed her hands away and jumped up, feeling a deepness and fear in his groin. He stumbled up to keep her away from him, but she continued to press at freighting speed. He pulled his hands in between his legs before she could get him, but it was too late and she wrapped her claw around his prized jewels.
Luca shrieked out and felt his balls getting pulled down to the bottom of his sweaty sack. His underwear was also getting dragged down and the base of his shaft was visible. His eyes were clenching and the sharp, white pain was erupting in him once again.
“Fuck, my nuts, my nuts!”
“This is it, bitch! Kick my pussy all you want, but *these* are what really makes someone weak!” She twisted her hand and dug her thumb in hard. Luca shrieked and tapped on his toes, staring into her eyes with a pathetic expression, begging for mercy.
Emily started to stand up, her legs wobbling but eyes viciously determined as she twisted her hand.
“Your balls are weak, you’re weak and fuuCK!”
Luca felt his balls getting crushed harder and shrieked out, bending over towards his sister. But at the same time, he felt Emily bending over and the two were almost connected by the ear, both hunched over. He didn’t understand as he saw Landon behind his sister, his hand reaching low and curled upwards, like he were trying to screw in a lightbulb.
“Fuck, fuck! Ngh!” Emily groaned, shifting and looking backwards at Landon behind her. She bucked backwards, but Landon’s claw dug into her lips and she shrieked. Luca’s balls got crushed deeper as a result.
“Let go of him.” Landon insisted.
“Nnngh! What is this, pussy ass tag teaming?”
“No, I’m the only one grabbing your pussy. But we can tag team you for Onlyfans later, if you’re nice.”
“Fuck yoU!” Emily let go of Luca’s balls and tried to push down on Landon’s fingers and kick back at him. But he firmly held his groin to her ass to keep her kicks away and dug his fingers up. His fingers were underneath her skirt, firmly pressing up and clawing at her pussy. He shifted his hand to pinch her labia and dig his other finger up towards her clit. She screamed out and shook as Landon then pressed his hand against her chest to keep her in place.
Landon still looked a little dreary but his wits were about him. He was using Emily to keep himself up, as much as he was trying to save Luca from her onslaught.
“Easy, easy girl. This doesn’t have to hurt if you just relax.”
“Let go you fucking dick, or I’ll twist your balls off!”
“Uhh, nuhuh, you aren’t in control right now.” Landon calmly said, twisting his fingers and clawing up deeper into Emily, who couldn’t help but scream as the pain got worse and worse. She pressed down and tried to fold over, but Landon pulled her body up against his. She melted in his body, her skirt hiked up and tears rolling down her eyes. The pain and helplessness she was experiencing was sickening and unbelievable. She hated this and it made her feel even worse.
Meanwhile, Luca stared from beneath and saw the whole thing. His pain was sickening and he couldn’t move even if he wanted to, but he stared in awe at Landon clawing at and squeezing Emily’s pussy. Knowing the folds and womanhood of his sister was getting abused and destroyed, just like his manhood was before. It was special.
Landon held Emily in the position for a minute, easing up on the pain as she stopped writhing and steadied her breathing. The pain in her ragged voice was obvious and her cheeks were warm with tears.
“Okay… can I let you go now?” Landon asked.
Emily hung her head, desperately shifting her thighs as Landon’s fingers in her pussy made her horrifically uncomfortable. Luca watched and couldn’t imagine what she was feeling, but he did have a guess. He doesn’t know if he wanted Landon to let go of her right now.
“Can I?” Landon asked again softer, leaning against her and turning his claw into a gentle rub. Emily moaned as Landon’s fingers turned from barbed wire to gentle skin.
Landon’s tall, lanky body was warm and hard against Emily’s shorter, softer and supple frame. His upper body was bare as he shifted into her and his jeans pressed against her skirt. Emily moaned and shifted with him, appreciating Landon’s erotic shift.
She still held a hand between her legs, massaging her sore cunt and feeling Landon’s hardening member on his cheeks. She moaned, Landon’s other hand holding and pressing her large, beautiful breasts and massaging her nipple. Her nipples were visible through her lack of bra, Luca couldn’t help but notice.
Emily had her head down as she turned towards Landon and held onto him tight. Then she struck like lightning and pulled down on his shoulders as her knee shot up into his groin at bullet speed.
Luca saw Landon’s eyes bulge out of his socket and immediately felt a pit grow in the bottom of his stomach.
“NRGH! NUU!”
“Fuck you, bitch!”
Landon’s dick was hard pressed in his jeans, so when the knee came up hard between his legs, it was all balls. They slammed into his pelvis and he immediately felt his whole world light up. His sore, bruised testicles took another beating and his knees buckled together as his legs immediately turned to jelly and he fell forward. He only barely got his arms up to break his fall as his eyes and mouth bulged out. Very quickly, the pain erupted in his body; he immediately felt himself grow sick and started to hack out.
“Nooo…fuck, fuck–”
Landon heaved and let out a stream of spit and vomit, which stuck to his mouth. His eyes rolled and he groaned, continuing to cough and moan. “Nnnnnuuu Eeemmmm… w-wha… I… I…”
“You grabbed and twisted my pussy, fuck you! You and my pussy brother, both hitting me in my cunt. Fucking bitches!”
Luca stared in disbelief as Landon’s face was overwhelmed with the pain he gave him before. He felt shame and regret for his fallen companion, but that was secondary as Emily was centered in his eyes. Luca suddenly remembers the danger he’s in and quickly jumped up.
The pain in his groin staggered him as he got up, winced but was able to steady himself as he had to quickly make a decision. Stay and stand up to her, get the jump on her, or run away.
His gut and balls wanted to leave while she was distracted but he couldn’t do it. He watched her look down at Landon and quickly turn around. The young man froze as she turned to him and he stood up straight, cupping his balls as best he could.
Emily looked down at Luca protecting himself and laughed. She then looked up at his face and smirked softly, the tension that Luca saw in her earlier, seemingly disappearing.
“Ahh, fuck Luca. This is pretty fucked up, huh?”
Luca was hesitant to respond, but awkwardly laughed and nodded.
“Y-yeah…”
Emily whined and reached under her skirt to pull at her panties with one eye closed. Luca watched, half terrified, half curious.
“NNnn… fuck. Okay, I… I think that’s enough, right?” Emily said, her hand still uphiking her skirt as she rubbed her sore pussy.
Luca didn’t know what to say as he clutched his bulging crotch, feeling very vulnerable.
“Ugh, fucking let go of it or you’ll really piss me off!” Emily said, grabbing Luca’s wrists. He wrestled with her, trying not to let his manhood display in his briefs, but after a struggle and threat, he let go and let it out in the open. He stood awkwardly and nervously, but it was out there.
Emily sighed and smiled at Luca, looking down and up his body. His shirt was covering his upper body but stopped above his groin, so he was sticking out. Emily couldn’t help but smile deeper at her younger brother. It was obvious where everything was, with his dick sticking outwards a little bit.
“Ahh, alright. I think I’ll go make something for us. Want some scrambled eggs?” She asked Luca, who struggled not to cover his manhood. He held his shirt, his hair shifting as he nodded.
“T-thank you, EmIII!”
Emily couldn’t help herself and swung her hand out and snapped a sacktap at her little brother. Though it was casual, the impact was loud and Luca cried out and covered up, his eyes twisting and body bending outwards as the sharp, burning pain made him hold his breath.
“Oooo, scrambled eggs! Fuck, right in the babymakers! Ahh, sorry it was too easy brother! It was just sticking out there. Even though it hurts me too… it’s just so much more appetizing with you guys!” Emily laughed, holding and patting Luca as the pain started to spike in him and he groaned in anger. He turned and quickly sent a harsh, mean-spirited elbow up between Emily’s legs catching her right in her folds and slamming into her clit.
Emily cried out and covered up, folding over and groaning loudly as the pain erupted in her pussy. He yelled loudly and pushed Luca to the floor before cursing and stumbling before falling on her back, one hand between her legs and skirt, while the other hand was up at her eyes as she groaned.
“Fuck! Enough of this shit!”
“F-fuck you! You always start this shit!”
“Ngh! You can’t take a fucking joke! Who… who elbows their sister in the pussy? Fucking animal…”
“Who slaps their brother in the balls!?”
Emily raised her neck up to scream at Luca, “EVERYONE, ASSHOLE! THAT’S WHAT THEY’RE THERE FOR!” She then pulled her neck back down, groaning and pulling both hands in between her legs as she rolled onto her side and pressed hard against her pussy.
Meanwhile, Luca was on his knees, massaging his balls and moaning as the pain in his plums was radiating and he had to settle in to handle it. His frustrations with himself and his sister only added to his tension as he tried hard to focus on his breathing and not on the sick feeling in his stomach. It was just a smack, but he was sore and… fuck it was a *loud* smack. His dick was out of the way, so it was all balls. He felt them flatten against her hand as she smacked it…
“Fuck, I’m gonna be sick…” Luca groaned, rocking on his knees. “You… really need to stop with this, Emily. I… I don’t know what you told Landon, but I… I feel so sick of this. My nuuuts… Em… this is so stressful. I feel sick and… I don’t want to feel this way…”
Emily laid curled up, rubbing her pussy and soothing the sick pain she was feeling as she digested her brother’s words. She laughed lightly and rolled back onto her back, swaying her knees as she held her groin.
“Nnn… fuck that.”
“Em! Seriously-”
“Shut up, Luca. If you really… if you really felt that way, you wouldn’t play the way you do. You like this shit.”
“I… I *hate* the way I feel right now.”
“Then maybe you hate yourself, I don’t know. But I’m your sister… and I know you better than you know yourself… so shut up, and appreciate the love I give you.”
“The… *love*?”
“Yeah… that love tap that you responded with a FUCKING ELBOW! Ugh…”
“That first kick… and the squeeze… those weren’t love taps.”
“Ah, fucking move on dude.” Emily pushed up, clutching her groin and breathing heavily. “It’s always… a whole production with you.”
Luca groaned, looking up while still clutching his balls.
“I’d offer to help you up, but I feel like you’d suckerpunch me in the cunt again. You’re such a bitch.”
Luca put his head back down to the ground and shivered, groaning loudly. He was feeling hot and sweaty under his shirt.
“I… okay.”
Emily didn’t respond as she limped towards the stove. There, she made eye contact with Landon, who was sitting against the wall.
Landon groaned before speaking. “My… my balls, really hurt…”
“Welcome to the fucking family…” Luca groaned, rolling onto his side and pouting.
“I hope family dinner doesn’t always go this way.”
“I was going to make eggs, but I don’t feel like it anymore…” Emily groaned, crouching down and breathing out. The pain in her groin was still prevalent and she decided to just lay on the floor, against the stove.
“Sorry…” Luca said aloud.
“... Thanks.” Emily begrudgingly replied.
“Not you, bitch… Landon.”
“Fuck you.” Emily spat back.
“Hey, hey…you both busted my balls today. Let’s be even.”
Luca sat on his knees and breathed out slowly, as Emily pulled herself up. Landon watched both and stood up, one hand on his knee the other clutching his groin.
“Fuck Emily, that was an evil knee…”
“You grabbed my pussy and made me cry, fuck you.”
Landon laughed and shook his head. “Fair… enough.” He cringed as he stretched out and made his way over to the couch to lie down.
Luca watched as Emily texted on her phone and Landon spread out on the couch. Luca crawled over to the couch, sidestepping Landon’s puke, and put his head against the cushion Landon was laying on. Landon wrapped an arm around Luca’s head and shifted, holding him against his stomach.
“Ah, Luca, Luca… you dirty dog, you.”
“Woof, woof Daddy.”
“Okay, chill with that. I can’t have you both calling me Daddy.”
Luca pulled his head off Landon and swung his arm out towards Landon’s bulging jeans and stopped his hand right before he made contact with it. Landon jumped and sighed out in relief as he realized he was safe for now.
“Fuck.”
“...Not cool, Landon.” Luca smirked, getting up and gingerly holding his balls. He walked with a limp, spread out his leg as he walked and sat on the other end of the couch. Landon pressed his foot into Luca’s thigh, and Luca rubbed it carefully.
“So, bitch boys… you two want to order pizza?”
Landon and Luca looked at each other and shrugged.
“Sure, babe. Put tuna and mushrooms on mine.”
“What the fuck!?” Luca responded, in shock. “You’ve never ordered that before!”
“I didn’t want to get judged by everyone! I thought I could trust you?” Landon said.
“You… you can, but–”
“Babe, tune and mushrooms are fucking weird on a pizza. Order it will piss me off, order something else.”
Landon groaned and got up off the couch. Luca watched his body stretch and groan as he bent over his stomach and held his balls carefully. He pressed on them, stood up and cradled them and walked around the room.”
“Could you order it, if I hold Luca up and let you kick him in the balls?”
“Dude!” Luca groaned, lifting his leg up and looking between Landon and Emily. Landon smirked and Emily laughed, looking between the two men in the room with her.
“Ahh, that’s a good one. See? Looks like we’re already getting along.”
Luca and Landon shared a look and Luca felt himself warming up and even smiling. He realized that this might work out okay, afterall.
“All it takes are some broken balls. Ah. You’ll get his arms and I’ll get his legs?” Emily asked with a smile.
Landon laughed, looking at Luca. “You know… he did kick me twice before.”
“Hey, wait now!”
“He kicked you *twice!?* what a little shit.”
“That was for kicking me and dating my sister!”
“Oh, look at him trying to squirm out of this.” Emily clutched her groin, rubbing her hands between her legs.
“Guys, I don’t like the way this is going.”
“You want to kick him?” Emily asked.
Landon smiled at her, then smiled at Luca who was shaking his head and backing up. His shirt hanging over him as he clutched his briefs, she shook his head.
“Guys, they’re so sore-”
“He’s not gonna let me.”
“Never stopped me before!” Emily cheered as she made her way over to her squirming brother.
“No, no stop!” Luca pushed back as Emily tried to grab his hands. He twisted away from her, putting his back to her to protect his vurlnerables from her, even as he was clutching them.
But that’s what she wanted. She hooked his elbows back with her arms and held him against her body with surprising strength. Her breasts pressed against his back as she held him against her, and Luca’s eyes bugged open as he felt her against his body. He was surprised at her strength and feeling her body against his. He realized he was being spread open and he looked ahead at Landon who was laughing at them.
“Oh hell, yeah.”
“Landon, wait.” Luca begged, twisting his thighs.
Emily shoved a leg between Luca’s to keep them separate. “You can’t escape justice, bitch boy! Ready to throw up your balls again!?”
“No, no! Landon, come on!”
Landon was staring at Luca squirming in the arms of his sister, not towering over her but obviously bigger. Him getting held by her was funny and tickled something in him. He scratched his stubble and smiled at them.
“Landon, I can’t take any–”
“I’m not gonna make you throw up, relax.”
“Then don’t kick me, stop, stop!”
“Stop bitching, or I’ll kick you even harder!”
“Emily, I swear to God! You need to–”
Landon swung his foot out during the distraction and it went up between Luca’s legs. Luca felt the swing of air and gasped out, tensing for impact. He clenched his eyes and heard a wet, loud splat echo as his testicles were slammed up into his body.
Luca croaked out, feeling the sharp pain of his balls ringing inside his body as Emily let him go and collapse to his knees. He pulled his hands into his groin, clutching his wrecked balls and groaned loudly.
“No, no, fuck! My balls… you kicked them into my stomach!” Luca moaned into the ground, his soles clenching as he clutched his balls in his briefs.
“That was a solid kick! But I could teach you a thing or two.” Emily said, looking up at Landon who was smiling down at her.
“I don’t know, that was pretty epic.”
“Yeah, but he ain’t throwing up, so.”
With that, Luca coughed on the ground, rocking on his knees as he pulled on his briefs. The two turned and watched Luca writhe and moan on the floor.
“My baaallls… you fucking assholes…” Luca moaned, feeling the pain deep in his stomach as he rolled onto his side. His knees were up to his chest as he looked up at the two of them with a dizzy expression.
Landon and Emily smiled and kissed each other in Luca’s eyesight. After the smooch, Emily and Landon detached, and Emily pressed up against Landon. Landon smiled, looking down at Luca and smirked.
“Watch this.”
And with that, Landon whipped his knuckle out into Emily’s groin and smacked her cunt. Emily screamed out, her eyes wide and mouth open as she grimaced and tumbled to the floor. She shoved her hand between her legs as Luca watched, laughing before grimacing at the body movement disagreeing with his sensitivities.
“You motherfucker!” Emily grimaced on the floor.
“Well, I’ll go pick up the pizza! One plain, one tuna and mushrooms!” Landon moved quickly towards the door, limping as he did without a shirt. It was later in the car he realized this and was grateful he keeps some clothes in his car.
Meanwhile, Luca and Emily were on the ground, clutching their groins next to each other. Brother and sister, holding their sexual organs and sharing this moment of emptiness and acceptance.
Luca was feeling sick and weak on the ground, but the swirling, disgusting feeling he usually felt when this happened, felt a little lighter. A little more embracing, even if still overwhelming. He groaned as he rolled around, the air against his bare legs. He rearranged his manhood in his briefs as he lied there and had the smallest of smiles on his face.
“Don’t think… I don’t see you smiling, pissant.”
“Sorry… were you saying something? The… the sound of your agony drowned out your voice.”
Emily kicked Luca’s knee, getting him to groan as she aimed her next kick at his crotch. Luca blocked it as best he could, still feeling his hand press hard into his balls. He whined out and whimpered.
“Ah, ahahaha… Em, stooop.”
“Fuck… my pussy hurts so bad. His knuckle got me right in there.”
“And his foot split my balls in two…”
“Ahhh… it feels like I’m split in half too down there…” Emily moaned, rubbing her cunt.
“Aren’t you already…”
“...Shut up. Split… more… fucking makes sense to me. Fuck you.”
Luca laughed and curled up. He felt the warmth of his sister and somehow felt embraced by just the distance between their writhing frames.
“We’re… we’re gonna get him back, right?” Emily said.
“Ugh… totally, sis. But not too hard, okay… you really are too cruel sometimes.”
“Fuck that… if you don’t make somebody cry, you aren’t playing hard enough.” Emily said, wiping the tears from her eyes and grinning in bubbling anticipation. Luca grimaced, thinking back on all the times he cried recently and clutched for comfort. The deep, familiar and aching pain stuck in the pit of his stomach and psyche, rolling like a caterpillar in the mud.
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