Only Needs One

Jason was an average kid. No, not even that. He was pretty below average. He was short, with little athletic ability, was shy around people and had the spine of a jellyfish. He had been bossed around most of his life and didn't do anything about it. He would almost always do what somone told him to do even if he didn't want to do it. There was also one other thing about Jason that was odd. He was a pervert. He would stare at girls' breasts and butts all day long, and masterbated often. He especially enjoyed watching his sister, Kristy, and her friends swim in the pool out back.

Kristy is totally opposite from her brother. Tall for her age, loves martial arts, and she always spoke her mind and never backed down. She is also known for having some of the largest breasts anyone's ever seen on a teenager. She loves to flaunt them to everyone she can, it doesn't matter when or where. Yet she hated her brother for masterbating so often and contantly ogling her freinds. Secretly, she was also mad at him for not ever trying anything with her. What, she wasn't good enough?! Of course, her brother never thought of actually trying anything sexual with her simply because they were brother and sister. But she didn't care, it still made her made.

One day, mom had gone out for groceries leaving Jason and his sister alone. Jason was in his room, looking for internet porn, when a knock on his dor disrupted his concentration. Jason opened the door to find his sister, still wearing the fighting gi she had been wearing at her self-defense/karate class earlier. She had a very serious look on her face. Suddenly, Jason feels an intense pain in the side of his head as he was knocked to the ground by a roundhouse kick. Jason was understandably dazed by the unexpected blow, as his sister wasted no time and immeadiately flips him onto his stomach and ties his hands together with something. She flips him back over and he sees she used her belt to tie his hands together, and her shirt is now wide open, revealing her braless breasts. Jason opens his mouth to speak but Kristy cuts him off.

"Jason, you're a disgusting perv. My friends hate coming over here because they know your looking at them and jacking off in your room while looking out the window at them in the pool. I talked to mom, but she was no help. Then I talked to my sensei about it, and she told me what to do", she said as a grin spread across her face," I just have to remove your desire."

With that, she kneels down and grabs his balls through his thin cotton shorts. I begin to struggle, but a hard squeeze from her is enough to make me freeze up. Her small but strong fingers compress his testicles painfully.

"Don't even try to get away. We both know that I'm stronger and faster than you. And don't think about screaming for help either. I'll just say that you raped one of my friends. Any of them would be willing to lie to get you put in jail. Besides, I'm only gonna pop one of them. That should be enough to lower your libido. Of course, if it isn't, I'll just finish the job." As she said this, a wide grin split her face, as if she really enjoyed the idea. She suddenly put on a mask of seriousness."Now hold still."

What could he do? Kristy grabbed his ankles and stood up, spreading his legs wide open, completely exposing his testicles. She lifted her bare foot over his crotch, preparing to stomp on his manhood.

"Kristy, please-"

Jason words are knocked out of him with the force with which she stomps his testicles. He feels them compress between her foot and his pubic bone. She raises her foot, then stomps again. She smashes his balls like this four more times, each time she brings her foot down her breasts bounce with the impact. The last time, she leaves her foot on his balls, and begins to lean forward putting her weight on them. Jason can only moan and squeal as his sister crushes his manhood. Finally, she removes her foot and drops his legs.

Jason briefly wonders if she is done torturing him, until she lets loose a crushing kick to his crotch, smashing his balls with her toes. She gets two more kicks in before Jason can even move to close his legs. Jason lies on the floor on his side in a fetal position, legs drawn up to his chest and arms tied behind his back for a few moments before he noticed Kristy leaning over him. Because she was leaning over him, her shirt was completely open and her breasts were dangling right in view. He would normaly be quite aroused to see any naed breasts wobbling in front of him, but now wasn't a good time. Kristy sighed dramatically(causing her breasts to wobble again) and looked down at him, and spoke to him the way a parent speaks to a child who doesn't want to get a shot from the doctor.

"Don't worry, it's almost over."

Kristy moved behind Jason and got on her knees. Jason didn't know what she was doing until he felt her hand snaking between his legs. He tried to keep her grasping fingers away from his balls but she was determined to destroy a testicle. Her fingers wrapped around his manhood, her thumb seperating his balls, and squeezed. Her grip was agoninizing. Jason could feel his balls begining to lose their solidity. They would both rupture any second. Suddenly, Kristy stops.

"I told you, I'm only gonna pop one of them. Now spread your legs."

Jason, of course, resisted as much as he could. But what little fight he had in him was gone by now. Kristy spread his legs and pulled down his shorts, exposing his manhood. She grabbed his balls in her right hand, hefting them as if judging their weight. Her left hand strokes his penis, which quickly becomes hard.

"This is exactly the problem. Your sister is ruining your manhood and you still get a boner. Hopefully, you'll be able to control yourself more with only one ball."

Kristy massages Jason's balls to the bottom of their sack. Hefting them as if testing their weight. After another minute or so of examinastion, she grabs his left ball with her thumb and index finger.

"This one. I'm gonna pop this one."

Kristy begins to bear down on his left testicle, attempting to squeeze the life from it. Jason feels his nut begin to distort out of it's natural shape, and his sister squeezes harder. The testicle refuses to explode, and Kristy use her entire hand to squeeze Jason's left testicle. Jason squeals and kicks, but there is nothing he can do. He starts sweating and it feels like his stomach is liquifying. His sister is now using both hands to squeeze his testicle. His eyes are squeezed shut, but he still sees stars flashing in his vision. The pressure in his testicle is indescribable.

"SQUICK!"

Finally, the pressure vanishes with an audible sound, and is replaced by burning pain. Jason howls with agony, then lies still. He had fallen unconcious. Kristy takes a moment to probe his sack, making sure his left testicle is totally ruined. Once she is satisfied, Kristy unties Jason's hands, then pulls his shorts back up. Kristy walks out the door, turns to look at her unconcious half-castrated brother, and can't help but giggle at the thought of his now half empty sack and how fun it had been destroying his nut.

The End