Ballbusting sisters

Jim's twin sisters, Eva and Ava, were breathtakingly gorgeous. They were both 19 years old, while Jim was only 18, so they could easily overpower him whenever they wanted to. (Which was quite often) Jim was terrified of his older twin sisters, due to the fact that they didn't have a very 'normal' sibling relationship. Eva and Ava got on great together. It wasn't just the fact that they were twins, but that the girls shared a great love of kicking boys in the balls that gave them their close ties.

 
Yet the girls both attended an all-girl catholic high-school, so where were they to find some nice nuts to crush? Enter, Jim, the pain in the butt younger brother. It had all started out innocently enough 3 years before. The girls used to overpower their brother, then fake him out with pretend kicks to his groin. One time Eva kicked her foot out and Ava accidentally pushed their brother forward at the same time. Result... instant nut-crunch for brother. He rolled about on the floor writhing and crying. The girls laughed for several minutes before telling Jim what they would do to his tender nuts if he ever told their parents. Jim was too frightened and humiliated, and never did tell his folks. What followed was 3 years of torture for Jim. The twin sisters enjoyed forcing their brother to sit and watch a movie with them, knowing there would be a ball-busting scene in it. After viewing the scene, the girls would take turns acting out the scene on Jim. And if he didn't do his best to act just like the guy did in the movie, he'd get 10 times worse. They also like to have him roleplay a made-up scenario with them. Either the abusive boyfriend, or rude construction worker. Then one or both girls would kick him where it counts. Their favorite game with Jim was to have him guess which sister was which. Since they were twins, he almost never guessed correctly. (of course the sisters would lie about their identities whenever they wanted to) If he guessed wrong, then one sister would pick a style for the other sister to use to hurt his balls, and vice versa. It's one of these sessions where the story picks up...

 

"Now Jimmy, who am I?" asked Eva. Jimmy didn't even try to tell the two apart. He knew it was pointless. "Ummm...Ava." "Wrong!!! How should I do it, Ava?" "Give him a good swift knee to his little nuts for not being able to tell us apart!" shouted Ava gleefully. Jimmy braced himself for the inevitable. Eva walked up to him in her cheerleader leotard and short skirt (Ava was dressed the same, except instead of gym shoes both girls wore shiny black 4-inch heels). She gripped his shoulders, smiled at her brother, and let her knee fly into his nutsack. Jimmy groaned softly and slid to the ground. Eva and Ava high-fived each other. They watched their brother for a few minutes before ordering him back to his feet for round 2. The girls left the room and came back in, so he couldn't remember which was which. Again Eva asked, "Who am I?" This time he got it right. So the girls left and reentered again. Eva asked yet again, and Jimmy answered wrong. Ava pondered for a moment his fate before deciding. "Hold on, I'll be right back!" She ran off and came back a moment later with one of their mother's well-used high-heel shoes.

 

"Make him smell and lick the inside of Mom's shoe, and then use the heel of the shoe and ram it into his balls." Eva eagerly took their mother's shoe and placed it to her brother's nose. "Smell it, shithead!" Jim did, and almost gagged at the heavy aroma of his own mother's foot. "Now lick it!" If Jim thought the smell was bad, the taste was even worse as he licked the salty inside of the pump. So this is what Mom's feet taste like, he couldn't help but think. Eva removed the shoe from his face, turned it upside down and jabbed the spike heel into his left nut, all the while watching the expression on his face. Ava held him in place and could hear him whimpering softly as Eva applied the pressure. "Do you know what Mom would do to you  if she caught you, little pervert that you are, licking and smelling her shoes? She'd probably kick you in the nuts herself!" said Eva. "Can you imagine what it would feel like if Mom kicked you in the balls? How much it would hurt? She might even get carried away and crush a nut if she kicked to hard. Would you like Mommy to bust a nut?" whispered Ava seductively as Jim squeaked in pain.

 
Finally they released him and got ready for round 4. Again he guessed wrong and now Eva picked the punishment. "Have him lie on his back and spread his legs. Then you place the sole of your shoe on his balls and step on them. Don't forget to twist your foot around. I want to hear nuts crunching!" Jimmy adopted the position on the floor with a little help from Eva. Ava the walked up between his spread legs and raised her foot menacingly above her brother's unprotected scrotum. "Do I get bonus points for popping a ball?" giggled Ava. "Do you even think you could tell if you crushed one through your shoe?" inquired Eva. "We could always tell by the look on his face. Pop a nut, and I'm sure his facial expression would be priceless."

 

"One good hard stomp and there'd be nothing left but a squishy goopy mess! I'm getting moist just thinking about it! Just one kick, two little pops, and then no babies for brother!" "Can I turn you into a soprano, Jimmy?" asked Ava as she slammed her shoe down onto his balls. Jimmy screamed loudly as Ava twisted her foot cruelly. Eva held him down, laughing at his tears.

"Feel good, Jimmy? Come on, let Ava make you into a eunuch! It'll be a release for you! No more pain between the legs." "Just a pulpy mess in your scrotum!" laughed Ava. "Hey! I've got one trapped between my shoe and his body! What should I do?" Eva had an almost fanatic look on her face. "Pop it! Pop it! Go on, crush his nut!" Ava placed her full weight on the ball, still twisting. Jimmy could do nothing but cry and make funny noises. "Damn! It slipped away!" grumbled Ava. She kicked his balls once to show her anger at having been robbed of her castration of her brother. The girls let him recover for a bit longer this time, coaxing him back up by telling him it would be the last round of the day, considering Mom and Dad would be home soon. Finally Jim lumbered unsteadily to his feet. He guessed correctly this time, but his sisters lied to him and said he was wrong. Eva picked the punishment. "This time we'll both participate, since it's the last one. You know Jimmy," she said to her brother, "since Ava and I are cheerleaders, to be kicked by us is extremely painful. And yet it's an honor to be kicked by two of the most sought after girls. Guys just love cheerleaders!" She then addressed her sister. "Let's both kick him at the same time with our high heels! You take the left nut, and I'll take the right."

 

"That sounds great!" yelled Ava. The girls positioned themselves in front of their trembling brother. "On three," said Eva. Both girls winked at each other. They had no intention of waiting to get to three. Two was the pre-agreed upon number, although they didn't want Jimmy to know and spoil the fun by covering up involuntarily on three. The girls counted together. "One... Two!"

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The two cheerleaders raised their legs in a powerful, well-practiced forward kick. Jim thought how graceful his sisters looked as their legs swung forward in an arc. And that was the last thought he had as the closed pointy toe of each shoe smashed into their respective ball at the exact same moment. Jimmy lay on the ground making strange mewling noises, and his sisters hugged each other. They both rubbed themselves under their skirts as Jim watched, although whether he was seeing anything at this point was questionable. It was even more of a turn-on for the sisters for them to know that Jimmy knew they were getting off on having nearly burst his plums. Eva and Ava then walked casually out of the room after blowing kisses to their brother. Eva turned to Ava, saying, "I rented this movie... it's got this great scene in it where this woman kicks..."

 

Their voices trailed off into the distance.