Bi the Balls

My brother let me tag along, when he went to steal stuff from this abandoned building.

He already broke a window with his friends, and they stole stuff to play with, but it was all useless junk, so they couldn’t sell it for any money.

So, one day he brought me along to climb in, and open up the door for him. I cut my arm on the bottom of the window, but he just kicked stuff around, looking for something cool to play with, but there wasn’t much of anything left.

He kicked a bed, that looked like it had somebody sleeping in it, but it was just a bag rolled up with some clothes under a sleeping bag. “Looks like some bums are using it, I wonder if they left anything cool. Open it up.”

“No, I’m bleeding, and what if they got drug needles in there?” Finally, he pushed me over there, and I kept arguing with him, until he pushed me back, and I hit the wall hard.

“Ow!” I tried pushing him back, “Not so rough, I’m already bleeding here!”

“Just do what I told you!”

“No!” He wouldn’t let go, so I tried to kick him in the nuts, but my leg wouldn’t go high enough, and he was holding my shoulders, but not my arms. So, I grabbed his junk in both hands, and squeezed so he let go.

“Huh, hey hey hey!” He held his hands up, “Gentle now, let go.”

“No,” now that I had him by the balls, I didn’t want to let go, and I could feel blood pumping in, so I moved my thumb, and pushed it up. “We’re going to play another game, now.”

He looked over at the bare mattress on the floor. “I wonder if they do it in here after dark.”

I nodded, even though I thought it was just 1 man, since it was just a single mattress, and one of those sleeping bags that zipped up like a cocoon with a hood, so it was too tight for 2 people, even if they were naked, and he put his dick inside her, there’s no way they could move around, and fuck.

“Turn around,” I shrugged, but he backed up against the wall, and I got a better grip on his balls.

He kept talking about her. Saying she’s probably a whore, and she had to sell her body to make money, because she’s a runaway, and her dad didn’t let her go out dressed sexy, so she ran away, because he wouldn’t give her what she needed.

“Uh, huh?” I just tuned it out, but I tried to remember the girls in this video I saw on the internet. A porn video, but just the cumshots. It’s called a ruined orgasms cumpilation, but I don’t think it’s the same man with a bunch of different girls.

“Yeah, a latina?” Most of them looked latina, or Italian, which is latina too, if you think about it. They were pretty, but they tried to look mean. Laughing, and squeezing it hard like this in both hands.

“You want to play hand job, or blowjob?”

I let go with one hand, and felt back down to his balls.

“Hey okay!” He held his hands up, “A hand job’s fine!”

“Shut up, shut the fuck up. You’re always running your big mouth, even when you don’t have anything to say and you think it makes you sound smart, but it doesn’t. You just sound stupid, and ignorant, and.” All the things I was afraid to say before, because he might get mad and beat me up, because I’m little, and it makes him feel big and strong, but now I’ve got him by the balls, and I’m calling the shots, but I was so busy pumping it as hard as I could, I wasn’t paying attention, until he look a deep breath and held it.

Like he did when we’re swimming, and he bet me he could hold his breath even longer. I never saw how just holding it up, so the cock sprayed up in the air ruined an orgasm, but I tried that. Turned away, with my eyes closed so it didn’t spray me in the face, but I forgot.

They usually did it in bed, or at least in a chair so she could get down between his legs, but we’re standing up, so he couldn’t spread his legs, and most of it landed on the top of my head. “Oh, uh huh!” He couldn’t hold his breath very long, that wasn’t even 20 seconds, but I remembered another video I watched, a CBT video, and it wasn’t a cumpilation.

It was a man, tied up to a massage table, with plastic wrap around his arms, so he couldn’t stop her slapping it.

“Uh, ow!” He pushed me, and I stepped on something, but I managed to stumble before I fell down. “What you do that for?”

“Sh!” I looked around, “You want somebody to come, and catch us in here, with your pants down? Why don’t you yell a little louder?”

He pulled his pants up, but he was drooping anyway.

“You just don’t want anybody to see you with my cum wad in your hair.” He patted my back, and held the door open for me. “Lady’s first?”

“No, I just wanted to go home, because I’m bleeding, and it still hurts.” Honestly, I forgot all about my cuts, but I wondered if the girls at school would notice. Since they were on my wrists, and maybe they’d think I was suicidal?

“Too bad you don’t have any tits.”

“So? I’ll get you some, is that what it takes for you to get it up?”

“Yeah, because I’m not a fag like you.”

“I’m not a fag!” I pushed him back.

“Well, you sure jerk a dick like a gay faggot.”

“No? You jerk your dick all the time, and that doesn’t make you gay.”

“Yeah, you just wanted to feel what a real dick feels like, huh?” I just let him make up the excuses, because he’s better at lying anyway, he’s got years more practice, but I didn’t even think about that. Oh, I’m going to beat off my brother, let alone, why. I just did it, because he was right there, and hurting me, when I was already bleeding, because I wouldn’t dig through some homeless person’s stuff to see if they had anything worth stealing.

Then, I went home, and put some bandaids on my cuts. They weren’t that bad, most of it got on the cuff of my jacket, but they slid up, when he pushed me through the window. By the butt, and I bet he’s not gay. Yeah, but he sure doesn’t have a problem touching my butt, let alone making me beat him off, as if he doesn’t have a hand, so he can do it himself.

Then, I remembered the video, but it was dark, and he was already sleeping in bed. Snoring loudly, and I didn’t want to wake him up. I couldn’t see where he put the laptop from the door, so I didn’t turn on the light.

I remember them, every single one of them, even though they all kind of run together, but I finally got a boner. With my eyes closed, I could kind of imagine what it might be like to be a man, some day. With a big hard dick, and a hot little latina to get it out. Massage it with her little hands slippery, and holding it up when she finally got me to blow my balls to spray it up in the air all over the place.

“Huh?” I felt the tip, but it just bulged, and twitched dryly. “Snh?” I thought for sure I smelled jizz, then I remembered that I hadn’t washed my hair. Since he came all over the top of my head, but no matter how hard I pinched it. I couldn’t hold all the blood in, so it finally went soft. Maybe I need to tie it up, like that one lady with 2 guys.

She kicked them in the balls, though, and hit them with her hands, and they didn’t even get off, so I didn’t like it. So, I rolled over, and ripped a bandaid off so hard it hurt. I felt the cut under it, falling asleep, and I guess that’s why I dreamed about Tina.

Martina, she’s also a latina, and she’s starting to get boobs, so she likes older boys. I bet she’d even like my brother, if I told her he had a big dick. I could say it’s 7 inches, and she won’t know the difference, but I bet she could learn how to give him rough blowjobs, and bite it on the bottom, so it really ruined his orgasm when it started spraying, and she shook her head like a dog with a bone.

Yeah, we’ll show him. He likes it rough? Yeah, we’ll give it to him rough.

Too bad he’ll never trust me enough to tie him up.

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