Busting at the Beach (part 3)

The Second Challenge

After a rather long wait, here is the conclusion of the Busting at the Beach series.  Last time Josh (blue shirt) had lost the first challenge to his brother Ed (black) regarding how much weight Chris' nuts (shirtless and jeans) could take before he threw up.  Kyle (shirtless and shorts) meanwhile was enjoying watching both Chris and Josh get their balls busted even though he was also a captive himself.

The next morning Ed and Josh emerged from the house.  Ed yawned widely and stretch his arms up above his head.

“Decided you liked wearing my boots after all then, huh?” Josh asked as Ed clomped down the few wooden steps onto the sand.

Ed just shrugged, “I’m going to be needing them to bust your nuts soon enough.”

“We’ll see about that,” Josh responded with a smile, joining Ed down on the sand, “So, how are our guests?”

Chris looked up and mumbled, “Fuck you”

“Already awake then I see,” then Josh squatted down to get a look at Chris’ nuts, “Oooh, but these are not looking good”

Indeed they weren’t, they were swollen to almost twice their original size and had a bluish tinge that was more than just bruising.

“F-fuck you” Chris stuttered out weakly.

Meanwhile, Kyle was still asleep, his breathing soft and regular.  Ed held up a finger to his lips and stepped carefully between Kyle’s legs.  He drew his right leg back slowly and then sent the toe of his right boot crashing into Kyle’s nuts with a loud thud.  Kyle jolted and groaned, but he was still only half awake, so Ed sent another nut crunching kick into his nuts.  This time Kyle yelled and started squirming, yanking at the ropes holding him down, trying to ease the pain in his nuts, but to no avail.

“Now both of you are up, let’s get you some water,” Josh said, turning and heading back into the house.

“Why do you even care?” Chris groaned, though privately he had to admit that he really did want some water.

“Please, we’re not complete savages,” Ed replied, looking mortally offended.

Josh came back out with a big jug of cold water and a glass, pouring some and holding it up to Chris, who gulped it down greedily, followed by another glass that disappeared just as fast.  Then he did the same for Kyle.

“In any case,” Ed added after both men had drunk their fill, “you can’t scream as well if your throats are too dry,” his mouth twitching into a grin.

The two brothers set about doing a few chores, sweeping sand off the porch and the like.  Every so often one of them would pause to throw a small stone at Chris or Kyle’s nuts.  They didn’t always hit, but it kept the two college boys awake and stopped them getting complacent, and when they did hit it elicited a satisfying squeal that brought a smile to the brothers’ faces.

A little while later Ed propped the broom up against the side of the house and brushed the dust off his hands.  “You done bro?” he called down to Josh.

“Yeah”

“In that case, I think it’s time we got on with the second challenge, don’t you?”

“Let’s get this on, you’re going down this time Ed, pass me some weights”

Chris groaned as Ed passed Josh two 5 lb weights, a 3 and two 1s.

“Don’t count your chickens before they’re hatched bro,” Ed chided mildly, “or perhaps that should be ‘don’t count your eggs before they’re broken’.”

Josh chuckled and dropped the first 5 lb weight into the bucket hanging off Chris’ nuts, adding to the 20 lbs already in there from yesterday.

“Fuck!” Chris yelled, his muscles tensing as the rope around his nut sack creaked with the 25 lb weight hanging from it.

Josh picked up the second 5 lb weight, weighing it in his hand a couple of times, before grinning and letting it fall into the bucket with a load clang.

“God, my nuts” Chris groaned, looking rather green again, though as he hadn’t eaten anything since yesterday there probably wasn’t much danger of him throwing up.

“Wow, look at that stretch!” Ed commented.

“Yeah, haven’t seen nuts pulled that low in a while, at least not while they’re still attached” Josh replied, adjusting his shorts to accommodate his growing erection.

“Looks like we’re not the only ones enjoying the show either,” Ed nodded towards Kyle, who was staring hungrily at Chris.

“Well, let’s give him a good show then”, Josh laughed, picking up the 3 lb weight and rolling it in his hands before leaning forward and daintily dropping it into the bucket.

Chris closed his eyes and groaned as the bucket bobbed slightly on his swollen, red sack.  Josh picked up one of the 1 lb weights and tossed it in nonchalantly.  Chris groaned again as the weight clanged into the bucket, but he was still resolutely awake.

Josh was starting to get slightly concerned now.  He did enjoy getting booted in the nuts every so often, especially by Ed, but his balls were still sore and a bit swollen from yesterday and he knew Ed wouldn’t go easy on them.  He picked up the final weight and rolled it in his hands.

“Getting nervous, bro?” Ed teased with a grin, “You can’t put it off forever, and then it’s boot to nuts time.”

Josh grumbled and lobbed the final weight in so the force of the impact would add a little to the weight of the bucket.  Unfortunately for him though Chris, while looking extremely nauseous and a little spaced out, was not showing any signs of losing consciousness.

“Oh, come on!  You throw up instantly and now you won’t pass out?” Josh yelled in frustration.  He kicked the bucket angrily, which did set it swinging and cause Chris to groan some more, but it hurt his foot much worse and sent him hopping around the beach holding his foot.  Ed meanwhile was laughing his head off at the spectacle.

Eventually Josh stopped hopping around and sat down on the beach grumpily.  “Well, get on with it then, Ed”

“Gladly,” Ed said, smiling as he stepped up to Chris with another 3 lb weight and a 2 lb one.  He dropped the 3 lb one in and Chris’ eyes fluttered slightly, causing Josh to groan loudly.  Ed held up the 2 lb weight, looking straight at Josh and dropped it in without taking his eyes off him.  He didn’t even need to look round at Chris to tell that the college boy had finally passed out, it was written all over Josh’s face.

“Oh, for fuck’s sake,” Josh grumbled, putting his head in his hands.

“You asked for it, bro”

“Yeah, I guess I did.  Ten more kicks.  Fuck me.”

“Not literally though.  Fuck you up, yes.”

“Ha ha, laugh it up.  One of these days it’ll be you getting your nuts kicked in”

“You always seem to lose the challenges when the stakes are nuts.”

“I should probably stop making challenges when I’m thinking about kicking nuts.”

“Alright Josh, I want you standing back against that tree trunk.  Put your hands around it so I can tie them behind the tree.”

Josh got up and walked over to the tree, putting his arms behind so Ed could tie them.  This was going to be rough, but that's what he got for opening his big mouth.  When Ed was done tying Josh’s arms he staked Josh’s legs apart and blindfolded him again.

“You know, bro. I guess I'm more horned up busting you than these two fuckers,” Ed commented.

“And that's supposed to be news to me? You're always more horned up busting me.”

“I guess it’s just that you're my bro and I feel like I shouldn't be getting so much of a kick out of it.”

Josh shrugged as best as one can while tied to a tree.  “I've noticed, and yeah, I guess I'm ok with it.”

“Yeah but now I have you at my mercy and I can do anything I want to your nuts, what's to stop me?  You put me into a real bad situation here Josh.”

Josh shifted uncomfortably, trying to gauge where his brother was through the blindfold.  “Nothing I guess, except that if you completely trash my nuts then you won't be able to bust me anymore”

Ed tied a rope around Josh’s balls and tied 20 lbs of weights to the other end.  Josh’s eyes bugged out under the blindfold.

“Fuck, bro”

“I could do all the stuff to you that we've done over the years to all those kids, jocks, college boys, ranch hands and surfers,” Ed said casually.

Josh started sweating slightly, thinking about all the balls they had broken over the years.

“Except you’ve only got two balls, and I'd run out before I did even half the stuff.”

“Ha ha, yeah,” Josh tried to joke, but it was rather brittle.

“But, I guess I have those two as well, the dumbass and his closet bf.”

Josh’s balls were stretched out, hanging down straight in the middle of his legs, a few inches from the tree trunk.  Ed gave them a light flick and Josh flinched, then he walked over to Chris.  Ed slapped his cheeks a few times and Chris began to stir, groaning as he felt the weight hanging from his nuts again.  Once he was awake Ed grabbed the bucket and lifted it up to the top of Chris’ abs.

Chris’ eyes widened and he shook his head vigorously, realising what was about to happen.  “No, no.  Please God, no.”

“Count to ten, Josh,” Ed ordered, keeping his eyes fixed on Chris.

Josh might not be able to see, but they had done enough ball drops before that he knew what was happening and he started slowly counting to ten.  As Josh reached five Ed raised the weight up higher, pulling Chris up onto his toes by his balls.  Chris was whimpering and begging Ed not to do it.  Kyle started begging him too, he didn’t want to lose his hot roommate’s balls, even if he was also turned on by what was happening.

Josh reached seven and Chris yelled out, “Fuck! I’ll do anything you want: suck your dick, let you fuck me, anything!”

Josh just said eight before Ed told him to pause.

“How about letting Kyle here fuck you?” Ed asked, “and sucking his dick?”

“Anything!  I’ll do anything, just please don’t rip my balls off!”

“Hear that Kyle?  You big, tough, straight buddy will do anything to save his nuts.”

“Would you crush his nuts so I don’t crush yours?” Ed asked.

Kyle shook his head and quietly said, “No”

Ed gave him a sharp kick between the legs with Josh’s boot.  “I wasn’t asking you, fuckwit.”

“Well Chris?” he asked, turning back to the other college boy, “His balls for yours?”

Chris looked down at Kyle, who locked eyes with him.  There was a long, silent pause, before Chris eventually turned his head away again and said, “Yes”

Ed snorted, “So much for friendship.  Nine, ten.”

He let go of the bucket full of weights and it plummeted downwards.  The rope cracked loudly as the bucket pulled it tight and Chris’ ballsack tore as if in slow motion.  The bucket hit the sand and Chris’ sack, still attached to the rope landed on Kyle’s face, who tried to shake it off in horror.  Chris, mercifully perhaps, after one final scream fell unconscious again.

Ed turned around and slammed the sole of his right boot into Josh’s nuts, smashing them into the tree trunk.  Josh cried out, his voice cracking, feeling sure that his balls must have left a dent in the tree that time.

Ed was really on a roll now.  He knelt down and tied the rope that had been around Chris’ balls to Kyle’s sack, passing it over the branch so that the bucket of weights was pulling his nuts up into the air, lifting his ass off the ground.  That done he rammed Josh’s nuts into the tree again with the sole of his boot and took off his blindfold again.

“Oh, holy fucking God,” Josh moaned, his nuts dark red and swollen.

“If you know what’s good for you, you’ll pass out bro.”

It was good advice and at this point Josh would really have liked to, but unfortunately he couldn’t just will himself into unconsciousness.  Ed huffed and jumped up, grabbing onto the bucket and hanging off it with all his weight.  For a brief moment he hung there, and one of the stakes holding Kyle’s ankles even started to come loose, but no ballsack can support that much weight for long.  Suddenly it gave way and Kyle’s sack flew up and over the branch before landing in the ocean with a small splash.  Mercifully for Kyle, he had already succumbed to unconsciousness by this point so he didn’t feel any of it.  Josh however had a perfect view, and he had to admit it was quite spectacular, even if he was also afraid of what would happen now that his nuts were the only ones his brother had left to destroy.

As if reading his thoughts Ed turned around and punted Josh’s balls with the toe of his own boot, and then did it again, and again, until all that was keeping him upright was the repeated kicks in the nuts.  Josh lost count of how many times Ed had kicked him and when Ed finally stopped he just slid slowly down the tree trunk, knees bending, his bloated nutsack resting on the sand.

He must have lapsed into unconsciousness, because when he next looked up, Chris and Kyle were nowhere to be seen and Ed was walking up the beach.  Ed was still wearing his boots and the sight of his older brother marching up the beach toward him in his boots stirred both fear and anticipation in him.  Ed stopped between his legs and the toe of his boot brushed his balls; he felt his balls try and shrink away from it, but then Ed stepped around the back of the tree and untied his wrists, before coming back around and untying his ankles too.  Josh tried to move, but only succeeded in toppling over, his arms and legs numb from the awkward position and still weak from the ball pain.  Ed reached down and draped one of Josh’s arms over his neck, lifting Josh up and taking some of his weight, helping him hobble back over to the house.

“Man, I thought for sure you were gonna bust my balls for good there for a minute, bro.”

Ed smiled. “It was tempting, but where am I going to find another perv like you to play with, oh brother of mine.  That, and I promised Ma I wouldn’t”

“Aww, nice to know she cares”

Ed settled Josh into the chair on the porch and Josh doubled over as another wave of nausea from his battered nuts washed over him.  “Fuck man, you really got me good”

“I’ll fetch some ice”

A little while later they were both sitting on the porch, Josh holding a large ice pack against his swollen balls and Ed sipping slowly on a beer.

“I think I’m in the mood for hitchhiker,” Ed mused.

“Sure thing, bro.  Just one thing though, can I maybe get my boots back at some point?”

This concludes the Busting at the Beach series, but we might see more from the brothers again in the future.