Ethan’s Awful Summer: The Sleepover

By mid-May, Ellie was having the best summer of her life!

The cheerleading queen was partying with friends almost every night, going on dates with boys from school every weekend, and having her cheer squad over for countless sleepovers. 

On top of her teenage wasteland fantasy - the best part was that she had turned her bully of an older brother into her own personal errand boy!

For the past few weeks, Ellie had been busting her brother’s balls in more ways than one.

Any time Ethan stepped out of line, got pissy with her, or even just didn’t move quick enough - He’d get a foot square in the groin. 

Any time the house was looking trashed or an errand needed to be done - Ellie would be kicking, slapping, punching, or smacking Ethan right in the delicates. Literally beaten into submission.

The beatings had gotten so bad that Etha was actually becoming afraid of his little sister. 

For years - when they were kids, he would pick on her relentlessly. Pranking her, scaring her, or just pissing her off any way he could. Now he just wanted to avoid her.

Whenever he’d hear her car pulling up the driveway, he’d quickly retreat into the basement before she could catch sight of him. Even though he was pissed and frustrated with the entire ordeal he’d found himself in, he knew better than to challenge Ellie in any way.

That would just end with yet another nut-crunching kick or knee and he’d be out of commission for the rest of the day. 

To vent his growing frustrations, Ethan had really sunk himself into video games - it’s not like he had much else going on in this stupid town anyway.

His favorite game was called “Bone Destruction” - an ultra violent fighting game that he’d already logged countless hours on. All afternoon he’d sit in the dank and dark basement, playing for hours - picturing it was him punching and slamming his bitchy little sister around. 

Ethan had spent so much of his time playing that he was basically a master of every character and every level. He’d spend his nights competing in online tournaments and defeating other players from around the world with ease. It made him feel powerful once more.

On this particular Friday night, Ellie was having the entire cheer squad over for a sleepover. Per usual, Ethan was held up in the basement - avoiding his sister at all costs.

He was on his sixth “Bone Destruction” match of the night when the gaggle of cheer girls burst into the basement gabbing loudly.

“Whaddup, lil prick?” Ellie joked as she made her way down the basement steps, her crew of girlfriends in tow.

“El, get outta here. I already let you guys have the living room, the kitchen, and the back porch.” Ethan grumbled.

Ellie casually climbed onto the couch with her brother as the girls packed in - quickly claiming the rest of the couch and chairs. 

“We got bored of watching movies and wanted to use the PlayStation…” Ellie whined in an exaggerated girlish manner.

Ethan kept his gaze locked on the TV screen, hoping to not instigate anything.

“I’m in the middle of a match, El. Just go do something else for a while, alright?” He tried his best to sound tough and firm, but not overly aggressive.

Ellie groaned in frustration - she huffed as she stormed over to the TV console and ripped the Playstation cord from the socket. The game powered down instantly and the screen went black.

“What the hell!!” Ethan shouted as he stood to his feet - he’d let his temper get the best of him.

He marched towards his sister, a scowl plastered on his normally handsome face.

Just as he got close, Ellie brought her knee up with a smirk. If he had gotten any closer that would’ve been a nasty nutshot. The fake-out made Ethan stop dead in his tracks as he gulped hard. The cheer squad all turned their attention to the fuming siblings and began to titter.

They all giggled watching this hunky older boy flitch at the mear movement of Ellie’s knee.

“I think it's our turn to play now…” Ellie said with a devilish smirk.

Ellie returned to her boisterous, normal self - plopping back down on the couch, joining her girls.

“See, us girls actually have lives and therefore have never played this stupid game… So you’re gonna have to show us the ropes!” Ellie motioned for Ethan to plug the console back in. He obeyed.

Ethan huffed and wiped the sweat from his brow as he forced himself to cool down. He begrudgingly handed Ellie a second game controller and rejoined the crowded couch.

He thought to himself: “If I can't smack the crap out of her in real life… at least I can beat the shit outta her in the game.”

Ethan selected his favorite character - a macho biker in all black leather called “Doom Fist”

Ellie selected a female character with nothing on but a pink bikini - “Cherry Pop” 

Ethan stifled a smirk, his sis had unknowingly picked one of the weakest characters in the game!

When the match started, Ethan didn’t hold back - his character totally pummeling Ellie’s all over the screen.

“Heyyy! Not fair!” Ellie whined as Cherry’s life bar dropped lower and lower.

Ellie began frantically mashing buttons on the controller and her character started kicking wildly. She moved Cherry in closer to her opponent and pressed the buttons at the right time. Cherry performed a devastating groin kick move… one of the most powerful attacks in the entire game!

Of course, it’s only effective on male characters. Luckily for her, Ethan would never play as a lady character.

Ethan was in disbelief! Ellie’s character was kicking away at his health and no blocking moves could stop the attacks. Cherry kicked and kicked and kicked - finally ending the match with one final kick square into the groin of Doom Fist’s leather chaps.

Doom Fist fell to the floor, rolling back and forth - cupping his groin. The words “CHERRY WINS” flashed above him.

“Oh my god!! I won!” Ellie squealed with glee as her squad of gal pals cheered her on.

“Aw, look familiar, Ethan?” Ellie teased as she pointed at the screen. Ethan was feeling particularly embarrassed that “Bone Destruction” had such a detailed busted balls animation.

He had nothing to say, he was in total disbelief. He’d logged hours on this game and rarely ever lost, much less to a brand new player! He bunched his fists - sitting there fuming as the girls all jeered and laughed.

“I wanna play next!”

“Teach me how to play!”

“What button do you press to kick?”

The cheerleaders all buzzed about as Ellie explained what she did. Ethan just sat staring at the screen watching his favorite character roll around in agony, just like he had done countless times this summer. 

He could feel his face turning bright red, but that wasn’t the only sensation he noticed. Ethan couldn’t help but feel a stirring in his shorts as he heard the girls chittering and watched his powerful male alter ego blubbering on the “CHERRY WINS” screen. 

His frustration was finally materializing and it came in the form of a rigid stiffy. It was almost like his dick was standing at attention - as if to salute the girls who overpowered and outplayed  him. 

It’s like all the busting he’d gotten this summer had rewired something in his brain. He’d unintentionally conditioned himself to pop a boner whenever he thought of the mighty feminine rage his sister had been displaying. He found himself growing terrified of powerful women, especially ones who knew where to kick.

All the busting he had gotten over the past few weeks had unconsciously conditioned him to pop a hard-on whenever he thought about how powerful girls could be, especially if they knew where to kick.

“Okay, okay. I think we should play a different game now.” Ethan murmured as he stood up off the couch to swap in a new game.

One of the cheer girls yelped - it was his sister’s BFF Kara. “Oh my god… He has a boner!”

The girls all gasped and turned their attention to Ethan standing in front of them. Their eyes went wide, some girls scoffed in disgust, others cat called. One thing was clear - there was a rising tent in Ethan’s blue basketball shorts.

“N-no I-I-It’s not--” Ethan stammered as he turned away from the couch-full of girls.

“Oh god Ethan! You’re so gross!” Ellie huffed in disgust as she let her pretty little foot fly forward. 

Full force she connected with his sack from behind - between his legs. The kick made Ethan’s boner tent slap up against his pelvis with a loud smack.

Ethan dropped to the floor like a sack of potatoes - that familiar, agonizing pain creeping up from his nuts and into his stomach. He turned his face into the rug of the basement floor and let out a deep guttural groan. He clutched his bruised plums - totally winded and in too much pain to form a full sentence.

The girls all gasped seeing Ellie get rough like that. They eyed her, impressed, and began joking again. Ethan’s blurry brain could hear the cheers and hive fives and he clenched his eyes shut.  

Ethan was snapped back to reality as Ellie snapped her fingers in his face.

“Hey, prick… We’re not done playing until we’ve all had a turn!” she gestured to her gaggle of giggling girlfriends.

“P-p-please no...” Ethan groaned, still face-planted in the carpet.

Ellie snorted through laughs: “C’mon bro! We all wanna have a match against the Bone Destruction master!”

Ethan felt dainty hands all over him as a few of the girls helped Ellie pry him up off the floor. His knees were buckling and shaking as he stood, hunched in front of the girls

“Clearly he’s still having fun too!” Another cheerleader, Sally, chimed in - pointing at his stiff as ever pants tent. 

“Maybe… we should turn this into a strip match? One article of clothing for every defeat?” Yet another cheerleader chimed in - a particularly flirty one named Darcy. 

“I definitely want a match!” Another cheerleader, Olivia, smirked.

“Well,  I gotta entertain my guests!” Ellie shrugged as she tugged the shirt off a struggling Ethan.

The shirt came off and the girls all fell silent - sizing up the eye candy in front of them.

 Ethan stood there - six-pack tight with a dusting of dark chest hair and a well-groomed happy trail leading into his loose blue basketball shorts. He may be lazy when it comes to chores, but his body was still in great shape from his time on the soccer team. 

The girls marveled at the hunk and grew antsy - they wanted to see more. Kara slid into his former spot on the couch leaving nowhere for Ethan to sit. He was left standing in front of them, the real star of this show.

Ethan’s head was still spinning from Ellie’s brutal kick -  the next two matches against Sally and Olivia went by in a flash. He could barely remember the attack controls and was helpless as the girls exploited the groin kick move again and again. His cock twitched in his shorts every time his avatar got busted - like his manhood was actually feeling each kick.

Sweat dripped from his forehead as his health bar dropped lower and lower. It wasn’t long before the girls were yanking the socks from his feet one at a time.

For the third match, Ethan was finally back in the right headspace. He executed combos and landed some blows, but once his character was backed up into a corner there was nothing he could do. It was Kara playing against him this time - he had history with her too, the collateral damage from all of his teen pranks against Ellie.

Kara did what the previous two girls did and just relentlessly mashed the groin kick button. Doom Fist cupped his virtual balls and fell to the floor as Ethan lost his third match in a row.

The victorious Kara made her way over to Ethan with a wicked look in her eyes. He’d always suspected she had a crush on him. Ethan took in a sharp breath and bit his lip as Kara knelt down in front of him. On her knees, Kara slowly fingered the waistband of his shorts and pulled them to his ankles. His cock was still throbbing in frustration.

As his shorts hit his ankles, the girls burst into laughter. Ethan stood in front of the entire cheer squad in only his thin tighty whities. It turned into a full-on giggle fest as a few girls whipped out their phones and snapped pictures. 

Ethan’s face just grew redder and redder - his dick grew harder and harder.

Now the final match began, Ethan was against Darcy, one of Ellie’s older friends. He’d never met her, yet he couldn’t help but to oggle her hourglass figure as she bounced up and down gleefully in his favorite gamer chair. He wouldn’t mind stripping a shirt off her.

Much to Ethan’s surprise, Darcy was actually playing a fair game. She knew a handful of moves and did her best to hold her own against her well-versed opponent. Ethan was finally landing blow after blow, a new spark in his eyes at the thought of taking Darcy’s shirt off. It seemed like he was finally going to win a match!

“Okay, that's enough fooling around.” Darcy chuckled as she pressed a combo of buttons so specific and so quickly that it became clear she was no beginner.

On screen, Cherry powered up and delivered a combo move Ethan had never seen before. The female avatar raised a glowing fist and propelled through the air slamming her super-charged fist square into Doom Fist’s groin. 

The game cut to an X-Ray clip of the male avatar’s testicles exploding with blood as he fell to the ground defeated. Doom Fist wailed “My nuts!... My nuts! You popped my nuts!” on loop as that fateful “CHERRY WINS” screen flashed.

The basement erupted into loud, girlish screams and cheers as the girls jumped for joy, hugging Darcy. Ethan just sat there mouth agape, his first victory of the night dashed away at the very last second.

“L.O.S.E.R. That’s gonna leave a scar! L.O.S.E.R.” a few of the girls taunted Ethan with the chant from their favorite cheer routine. 

“Now it’s time for the BIG reveal!” Kara laughed as she knelt in front of Ethan once again, fingering the waistband of his tighty whities. She pulled them down and his throbbing hard-on sprang forward like a doorstop.

The girls were in a frenzy now, cackling and taunting Ethan mercilessly. 

“Big reveal!?.. More like teeny tiny reveal!!” Darcy teased as she raised her pinky finger.

Ethan’s face was turning fire-engine red - he had never been so humiliated in his entire life. He knew he wasn’t the biggest guy around down there, but was it really THAT small? The girls sure seemed to think so as they snapped pictures of the embarrassed “stud”.

Ethan tried to cover his twitching boner, which was dwarfed by his impressively large man hands. The girls just smacked his hands away. His less-than-average sized member was twitching even still - turning pink and raw from being stiff for hours at this point.

“Jesus, bro! I had no idea you were ACTUALLY a little prick!!” Ellie hollered hysterically as she struggled to catch her breath.

Ethan just stood there with nothing to say - afraid to cover his shameful manhood knowing the girls could bust his balls in the blink of an eye.

Finally the uproarious laughter subsided. 

“Okay loser… I think you owe us some more entertainment after that pathetic display you just had! I mean the Bone Destruction master didn’t even win a single game!” Darcy giggled as she reached down and grabbed a fist full of Ethan’s swollen plums.

“Now… you’re gonna go over to that TV and jerk your pathetic little worm until you’re spraying your boy goo all over the game over screen.” Darcy said with a menacing flick to Ethan’s aching nuts.

He had no will left in him to argue, his male ego was already shattered beyond repair. A few tears started to roll down Ethan’s handsome face as he approached the TV screen.

The screen still flashed with Doom Fist clutching his crotch sobbing “My nuts!... My nuts! You popped my nuts!” It took everything in Ethan not to sob himself. The bright red words “CHERRY WINS” shined at the top of the screen, casting Ethan’s body with a red glow.

Ethan slid his hand down in defeat and grabbed his throbbing cock. He wrapped his thumb and two fingers around his shaft and began pumping as the girls continued to catcall him. After a few strokes he was moaning loudly - his pent up frustration finally on the verge of relief.

As Ethan’s moans grew louder and faster, he used his other hand to clutch the TV screen and spread his legs wider for balance. That’s when Ellie got an idea - she charged over to her pathetic older brother and swung her white sneakered foot at full force. 

The impact was beautiful, her foot landing right on target between his legs from behind. The punt flattened both Ethan’s plums and slapped his cock up with a sickening smack. He lifted off the ground right onto his tippy toes.

As the punt landed, Ethan’s “boy goo” launched from his pecker, spraying ropes all over the TV screen. Ethan fell to the floor once again with a thud - knocked out cold from the force of that final punt.

The girls oohed and awed at the unconscious hunk - stripped totally naked they could see his plums turning purple and his stiff boner still twitching somehow. They took a few more embarrassing pics and videos before finally getting bored and retreating back upstairs.

“Ellie, we should hang here more often!” Darcy chuckled as the girls shut the basement door.