[Audio Story] Sisters Squeeze 2

Here's the audio for those who prefer to listen! http://15.235.9.126/track/11494/sisters-squeeze-2 ~~~ The kitchen was abuzz with the scent of sizzling steak and garlic bread as my brother and I sat down at the dinner table. He wore his usual plaid button-down, the top two buttons undone, as if he was showing off for someone… but he was still only wearing shorts. His hair was mussed, like he'd been running his fingers through it all day. I, on the other hand, had opted for a flowy floral dress that highlighted my cleavage perfectly, my long hair pulled back into a messy bun. My outfit was intentional, however, as it was one of those rare moments when we were both home and I could feel a strange mix of excitement and nervousness in my stomach. I glanced over at him as Mom poured us a drink and then returned to the couch. She always ate her meals directly in front of the TV. Once she sat down, I caught my eyes lingering on my brother’s face for a beat longer than necessary. There was something different about him tonight, something I couldn't quite put my finger on. He seemed... distracted. Whatever it was, I couldn't help but feel a surge of mischief bubbling up inside me. Just as I took a sip of my drink, I reached across the table and casually placed my hand between his legs. He jumped in his seat, his eyes widening in surprise. "What are you… doing?!" he sputtered, trying to play it cool. But I could see the excitement dancing in his eyes. I grinned, feeling a thrill run through me as I knew I had him right where I wanted him. "Oh, come on, you know you like it… plus, what if I give these a FLICK," I teased, giving him a wink. With that, I leaned over and gave his balls a hard flick, watching as he let out a little grunt. His face turned a bright shade of red as he tried to deal with that sharp pain that was now flowing through him. "N-not now! You... can't do that here!" He was trying to play it cool, but I could see the heat rising in his cheeks. His hand inched hesitantly towards his crotch, as if he wanted to push mine away, but was too embarrassed to make a move. I couldn't help but feel a surge of power rush through me at his obvious discomfort. He tried to push his legs together to defend against my hand, but keeping his arms above the table meant there was no actual way for him to stop me from teasing and flicking his tender jewels. "hehe, I think I can do whatever I want with your defenceless cherries~" I whisper before flicking his right ball again, this time much harder. “Oooooh… god….” He let out a slight moan as he recoiled from the pain. With Mom sitting across from us, her presence seemed to have my poor brother stuck between a rock and having his balls tormented! I gave them another flick, just for good measure, before I grabbed them firmly, squeezing gently at first. It was a hot day, and his nuts were dangling almost perfectly in his shorts, allowing me to get the perfect grip! "Ooh, are they enjoying the attention?" I teased. He squirmed in his seat, his face reddening even further. His breathing became shallow, his chest rising and plunging as he struggled to maintain control. “Sarah! Don’t… Squeeze them! Please… not like this, not… my balls!” He hissed, still trying to keep quiet. I smiled to myself, enjoying the power I had over him. His balls were so firm in my hand, but they also compressed slightly around my fingers as I increased the pressure. The sensation was beyond addicting! Knowing just how much it would hurt if I drove my fingers deep into his sensitive nuts and how each second was driving him deeper into pure anguish. While my squeeze was still quite gentle, I pressed down hard for a moment, eliciting a small gasp from him. His hands clenched into fists on the table, nails digging into the wood as he tried to focus on something, anything other than his sister’s hand flattening his nuts! "How bad does it hurt, brother? Can you feel your balls being crushed and squeezed as I dig my fingers into all those tender nerves? Do you really want me to stop?" He closed his eyes tightly, trying to block out the sensation, but I knew he couldn't resist. He was like putty in my hand. "N-no," he stuttered. "I mean... you can't just... it’s too much! I can’t...." I chuckled, amused by his helplessness. "But you like it, don't you?" I pressed, squeezing his balls a little harder. He let out a small groan, his hips bucking involuntarily. I could feel his cock beginning to harden beneath the table. Mom was still oblivious, lost in the TV or hammering away something on her phone.. all while her precious daughter was happily squeezing her brother's poor testicles! I let my other hand slide up his thigh, feeling the warmth of his skin beneath my fingertips. I could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his back arched slightly as he tried to hide the pleasure from my touch. His cock was now rock hard, trapped beneath the table, and I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like in my hand. "You know you want me to," I whispered, pressing harder against his sensitive flesh. "You want me to make you feel good." I moved my hand back down, giving his hardening cock a squeeze through his shorts. He jolted in his seat, his eyes flying open. "H-Hey! You're not supposed to do that!" he stammered, his eyes flitting back and forth between me and mom. I couldn't help but giggle at his reaction. "What's the matter, big bro? Can't handle a little teasing?" I asked, giving his cock another squeeze through his shorts. He let out a small moan, his hips bucking again. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?" I asked, my voice low and teasing. He looked away, but I could see the heat in his cheeks. His cock was straining against the fabric of his shorts, desperate for release. "Y-yes... but you... can't... I mean I'm going to..." “Going to what, brother? You know you can't resist. Go ahead. Let it happen.” I leaned closer, my boobs pushing against his shoulder. He closed his eyes tightly, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he fought against the pleasure and the pain. His cock twitched in my hand, the tip pressing against the fabric of his shorts. "No… I can't... not here..." But it was too late. His words were hollow, his body betraying him as he arched his back, pressing his hips against my hand. I squeezed his nuts harder, feeling them warp slightly under my grip. His cock twitched again, harder this time, and I could feel the heat radiating from it through the thin material of his shorts. "Oh, shit… Oh fuck... Sarah…" I smiled to myself, feeling pure joy as I watched my brother melt in front of me. His cock was so desperate, straining against the fabric of his shorts, and I couldn’t resist taking advantage of the situation. With one hand, I gripped his nuts tightly, squeezing them until he let out a small cry. With the other, I reached into his shorts and grabbed his cock, beginning to stroke it up and down his length. While Mom was seemingly lost in her own world, I could feel my brother's body tense beneath my touch, his hips pushing helplessly against my hand. His cock throbbed in my grip, and I could almost feel the hot liquid building up inside him. I squeezed his nuts harder, feeling the weight of them in my palm. His cock jerked violently in my hand, and I knew he was close. His face was flushed, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I could tell he was struggling between the pleasure and the pain, the need to release and the fear of being caught. "Oh fuck, please, sis... my nuts! You’re crushing my nuts!" He whimpered, trying to keep his voice down while also emphasizing his pain. His cries only heightened the pleasure I derived from our little game. I increased the pressure on his nuts, feeling them give slightly beneath my fingers. His cock starting to get slick in my hand as a bead of pre-cum glistening at the tip of his erection dripped down onto my hand. His eyes squeezed shut as he fought against the pleasure and the pain. "Aww, am I hurting your poor ballsies? It must be so hard to be my brother, always having to deal with me going right for your nuts!" "It's not fair, sis! You know it feels so good, but it hurts so bad!" He groaned in frustration, his cock begging my hand to let it cum. "Well, I guess you can't have it all, can you? Your little balls just can't handle the pleasure." I twisted his balls a little while, increasing the pace of my strokes, driving him wild as he lost all semblance of control and was giving in to the amazing sensations that overwhelmed his body. "Oh fuck, sis," he groaned. "I can't... I’m cumming!" His words trailed off as his hips bucked helplessly against my hand before he spread his legs wide, letting the pleasure wash over him as he became to erupt. Hot cum spurted from his cock, soaking through his shorts and staining the fabric beneath. He arched his back, letting out a long, shuddering moan as spurt after spurt of his thick seed shot out and pure ecstasy coursed through his body. His nuts tightened and relaxed in my palm, and I squeezed as hard as I could on his hard working testicles! Each contraction sending another jet of cum onto his leg as the pleasure and pain spiraled together! "Oh fuck, that's it! Cum for me, let it all out! Ahhhhh, it feels so good to have your nuts squeezed!" I purred into his ear, nipping at his earlobe with my teeth! He arched his back, thrusting his hips forward, his cock pulsing and twitching as he emptied himself mindlessly! I felt his muscles relax as the orgasm faded, but I wasn't finished with him yet! I released his nuts and watched him sit there, legs sprawled open as I drew my hand back and punched him in the testicles as hard as I could! There was a loud, satisfying smack as my fist connected with his soft, vulnerable flesh, crushing his empty nuts against the unforgiving chair. "OOOOH FUCK! MY BALLS! MY BALLS! NGHHHHHH!!! MY FUCKING BALLS!" The room fell silent as my brother's anguished cry echoed through the air. His legs snapped shut, his body curling inward as he clutched his throbbing nuts. He collapsed to the floor, and I could see the pain etched into every muscle of his body. Mom finally pivoted towards us, as the howls coming from my brother were impossible to avoid. "What happened to him?" She asked, eyebrow raised. I couldn't help but smirk as I looked down at my brother, still curled up on the floor, clutching his nuts and letting out the occasional whimper. "Oh, he was just being weird, so I punched his balls!" I giggled, feigning innocence. "Maybe I hit them a bit too hard, though!" Mom's expression went from surprise to amusement in an instant. "Well, you know your brother can be a bit of a drama queen sometimes, he'll be alright. I'm sure he's just overreacting." I shrugged, feigning indifference. "Yeah, maybe. But it was kind of funny watching him squirm like that, wasn't it?" I glanced at Mom, hoping for a knowing smile or a sympathetic laugh. Mom's face split into a grin. "Oh, you're definitely right about that, sweetie. I mean, it's just like his nuts. They're so sensitive, so easily hurt, and it seems like you got them good!" She winked at me, and I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement run through me. "Oh, I did mom, when it comes to his balls... I always do~"