Stevie Wondered and Yearned: A Brotherly Learning Experience

Ever since Paul came over, Stevie’s changed. He began to think twice before busting Cody, which was never the case before. Whenever Stevie's been bored, or looking for a pick-me up, he always knew he could go to Cody...'s balls. 

Stevie loved busting his brother's balls. The way they felt under his bare feet, inside and around his small bony hands. The funny faces and weird noises Cody would make. All of it came together to help Stevie feel awesome, no matter what. 

But one thing never really clicked with Stevie when it came to busting Cody's balls. He just never understood how it affected Cody. The first time he ever really understood how Cody feels when his fun bags get mangled, was when Paul was over and Cody pleaded with him. 

"...Stevie please. I'm your brother. Why are you hurting me so bad?"

Those words echoed in Stevie's young mind for weeks. He hadn't busted his big brother Cody once since that day. 

Over Stevie's 13 years alongside his older brother, Stevie never felt bad seeing Cody get busted, or even busting him himself, which only really began relatively recently. His young, inexperienced mind never gave the act more thought other than it's fun. He always saw his Mom and Dad bust Cody. And if Mom and Dad always did it... then it can't be that bad, right? He never thought it really hurt Cody too much, especially since Stevie himself has never been busted. He doesn't know how it feels. Stevie doesn't know a lot of things. 

Stevie also doesn't know what's going on with himself, at the moment. He's 13, and 13 year old boys have a tendency to change a lot. He's been much hungrier, his clothes are getting tighter on him. He's growing hair in places he's never had it before. His body is changing, and he's starting to feel differently too. He's been looking at the boys and girls in his class differently. He's been thinking about them more, and in different ways then he has before, which is strange to him. Stevie's also really taken a liking to this one girl in his class.

Stevie's also noticed he's been more moody too. And what Stevie used to do when he's felt upset, is bust Cody. But he doesn't want to anymore, the idea makes him feel ugly. And whenever he wants to feel better and Cody comes to mind, it just makes him feel worse because it reminds him of everything he did before to his sweet older brother. 

Stevie is going through a lot and doesn't know how to deal with any of it. He's frustrated, and feels alone. 

Cody's realized that his brother changing. He's noticed his brother's voice has gotten deeper. It's hard to tell since he lives with him everyday, but when he heard Stevie yell from another room, he realized he didn't have any idea who it was at first. 

Cody's noticed Stevie's getting closer to his own height, and Cody's felt that his brother's been in a worse mood. This would normally worry Cody, as that would mean that his balls are in grave danger. But Stevie hasn't busted him since that day Paul stopped by. In an odd manner, the lack of nut shots has worried Cody. He's starting to feel like there's something wrong with his little brother. 

One day after school, Cody walked by his brother's open door, and saw Stevie lying in his bed, face down. Just lying flat, arms spread. Still wearing what he wore to school; jeans and a black long sleeve shirt. He goes to a public middle school, still in 8th grade. Stevie's bag was thrown across the room, lying a top a pile of clothes that may or may not be clean, no one's ever certain. 

Cody stared for a few seconds, thinking about the situation. He thinks about how Stevie's been recently, and he remembers how he felt when he himself was this age, and how puberty was. It was awkward and frustrating. And he didn't have anyone he could really turn to. Their father wasn't the type of person Cody could feel comfortable just going up and talking to about this kinda stuff. Most kids feel the same way though. Cody reasoned he should do something for Stevie. Be a good big brother. 

Cody knocked on his younger brother's open door. 

"Stevie? Can I come in?" Cody asked. Cody was already thinking about what to say. How to say it. 

"...What is it?" Stevie asked, kinda just wanting to be alone. 

"I... uh..." Cody started, as he walked in. He looked around and decided to close the door, and put his bookbag against it, to try and ensure something that resembled privacy, as their parents don't allow locks. Cody's still wearing his Saint Bernard Uniform; tan khakis and a white dress shirt. A red tie too. 

Cody left his bag against the door, and turned forward. He breathed out, tapped his fingers on his legs and decided this is going to be best addressed directly. 

"Stevie, sit up please. I want to talk to you."

Stevie let out a sigh and flipped himself over. He pushed himself up and sat on his bed, turning his face to the older brother at the door. Cody saw a growing man in Stevie's face and realized that this is really happening. But that doesn't mean that he has any idea how to go about it still. 

Stevie saw an awkward expression on his older brother's face. Almost like he didn't know what to do. It made Stevie feel like something was wrong. 

"About what?" 

Cody diverted his eyes for a moment, looking down. He slowly walked to the edge of the bed, and sat down, still looking down, not wanting to look at Stevie's growing face. Stevie moved up and sat next to his brother. 

"I... uhhh... have been noticing... you have been... changing..." Cody started off. Stevie wasn't sure if he wanted to hear anything else. 

"Uhh, Cody. I-"

"Please, let me talk. This is going to be awkward for both of us, just let me get it out." Cody interrupted his brother, now looking right at his brother, the two sharing matching hazel eyes. Stevie stayed quiet and waited. 

Cody looked down again and thought some more. 

"...I... has dad talked to you about... like, anything. About your... dick, or balls... or anything?" Cody asked, once again looking up at Stevie. He held the gaze this time. 

Stevie shook his head, shifting in place. Stevie was worried about where this was going, thinking Cody might bring up all the pain that's been given to him. Stevie felt himself grow red, and empty at the thought. 

"Okay..." Cody said, starting to feel less awkward as he began talking. "...well, you look like you're going through what every guy goes through. You heard of puberty?" 

Stevie nodded, looking down. He was a bit relieved it was going here, compared to shaming him for all the pain.

"Yeah, well... that's this. You're talking deeper, you're growing fast. I'm sure your clothes are feeling tighter, right?"

Stevie nodded. 

"And you're... getting bigger... and... more hair, right?" 

Stevie nodded, looking up at Cody now. 

"Well... that's natural. It means your growing up, it means... you're becoming a man. Have you... uhh... masturbated?"

Stevie stared at his brother with a blank expression. 

"You've never... like jacked off?" Cody asked, jerking his hand to further emphasize. 

"I... don't think so..." Stevie replied. 

Cody nodded and did his best. 

"Well... your... dick's gotten hard, right?"

"Y-yeah..." 

"Well... when it does that, you... can, or supposed to... rub it. It feels good and it... keeps it from being all... in the way. Does that make sense?"

Stevie was sorta following, but this is all new to him. 

"Kinda..."

"Well... you're supposed to do that. While watching... porn or something. Have you heard of porn?" 

Stevie nodded. "I've heard of it, but... I never really knew what it was..."

"Well... it's like... you don't know, okay. Well, when a guy and a girl... or a guy and a guy, or whatever you like, it doesn't matter... they get together and do things. With each other. With their... boy and girl parts." 

"Girl parts?"

"Oh Jesus!" Cody said aloud. "How do you not know these things? You have the fucking internet..." Cody rubbed his head. He began to recollect himself. 

"Okay. Girls don't have dicks, you know that right?" Cody asked. 

"Yeah..."

"Okay. You know they have boobs, you see them all the time. But, they also have vaginas between their legs, instead of what us guys have. Vagina's are what guys want to put their dick in, and it feels really good. And most guys, when they watch porn... they watch that. A guy putting his dick in a girls vagina, or mouth, or whatever. When you're rubbing your dick, it makes it feel better, it's more fun... and stop me, if I'm not making sense or anything, okay?"

Stevie nodded. 

"Okay. So that's porn, and jacking off is when you rub your dick and you cum. And it makes you feel better."

"Makes you cum?"

"Yeah, it's spelt C-U-M, not the normal spelling... and when you do it right, white stuff is supposed to come out of your dick. That's called the... semen, cum, sperm, jizz, there's a lot of words for it. But it comes out, and that's how you know you do it right. It also feels right. Like... you'll get it."

Stevie looked down, and thought about this. Again, this is all new to him and he's unsure what to make of it. 

"What if I do it wrong?" Stevie asked. 

"Then... you try it again until it feels right. You'll know when it's right."

"Can... you show me?"

"What!? Show you!?" Cody asked, caught completely off guard. 

"Yeah, s-so I know."

Cody shook his head, and looked around. He looked at the door. He looked back at his brother. His young, innocent baby brother. Cody remembered when he was his age, and how confusing everything was. He sighed. 

"Okay... I'm not gonna do... everything, but I'll walk you through it. Okay?" 

Stevie nodded. 

Cody looked back at the door. It would be very awkward if someone interrupted them. He wasn't too sure who was home. 

Cody turned back and decided to be quick. He stood up and took his belt off, unzipped his pants and lowered them. Cody's mammoth manhood became visible in the white cotton under the end of his white dress shirt. His long shirt was covering some, but not all of Cody's naturally gifted boy bulge. Cody then lowered his underwear, now his dick and balls were hanging low and uncontained. Stevie just stared as his brother's huge package. His long, thick cock and the two swinging globes that Stevie spent so much time thinking about. He noticed how it's now a different color then when he saw it last. It's the same shade of white all around, and full, awe-inspiring and fascinating, and... Stevie wasn't sure, but he couldn't take his eyes off. 

Just then, Stevie wanted to grab his brother's balls. They dangled there, so inviting and hypnotizing. Two pendulums swinging in a sack that called to him. He knows how it feels to grab them, how awesome it feels to dig into them and feel them mold against his force. But Stevie remembered the last time, and he instantly felt overcome with emotion. He knows he shouldn't, so he doesn't. But he has to go against every inch of his fiber to hold back. 

"Okay, so watch please, because I am not repeating." Cody started off. Stevie looked up at Cody's eyes nodding, happy to find something else to focus on. 

"Down here bucko. My eyes aren't gonna show you anything." Cody said laughing. Stevie laughed too and looked back down, but with more worry. Stevie clenched his jeans, just to be safe. 

As Stevie looked at his brother's bare lower body, he realized he really wanted to see his upper body too. He knows exactly how it looks, but he always liked admiring his brother's body. He hoped if he did, he'd be less focused on his brother's balls. Also, he wanted to make sure his sight was clear, and he could see everything. 

"Can you take your shirt off? So it's easier to see..." Stevie asked innocently, without even trying. 

Cody stared for a moment. He didn't really want to, but he's already went this far. He nodded, unbuttoned the uppermost buttons, then lifted his shirt off his pretty little head, and now displayed his strong defined upper body for his learning brother. Cody looked perfect. Almost no fat on his slender frame, defined by the lean muscles Cody's done a wonderful job of sculpting over the last few years. Perhaps Cody could pack on more muscle mass, but who would complain when looking at such a well crafted young man?

Stevie wasn't, that's for sure. 

Stevie stared in awe at his brother's body. Marveling at his model frame. Just like the last few times he saw Cody's body like this, he couldn't help but ask himself, is he going to look like this one day too? That strong and that perfect. Stevie hoped so. Stevie could only dream about it for now, however. 

"Okay... so. You are supposed to grab your dick like this..." Cody said, grabbing his dick like this. Firmly grasping his soft member, somewhat close to the shaft. 

"Then... just... smoothly yet firmly..." Cody trailed off as he let his body do the talking. Stevie stared at Cody's cock as he cocked it back and forth. Watching attentively as his big brother showed him how he's supposed to jack off. With rhythm, pulling back then pushing out. Cody's meaty stick was getting stroked, the skin being pulled back and forth. His mushroom head sticking out, and sticking even further out as Cody's soft cock began to grow harder. Stevie watched in amazement. Stevie felt his smaller dick grow at the sight. He moved his hand down his pants, and felt his dick, which felt constrained in his jeans. 

"It's easier if you aren't wearing pants." Cody said, glaring up at his brother. Stevie nodded and lowered his jeans and underwear in a swift motion, then taking his shirt off too, because it felt natural. Stevie had a pretty small bush at the base of his dick. His erection obvious, and his hand holding it like Cody showed him. He started to rub it, just like his brother showed him. Cody watched Stevie, slowing his own pace a bit. 

"Good, good. That looks right. Just be careful not to go too hard too often. And maybe use lotion. I'll buy you some." 

Stevie wasn't even listening to Cody. He was just staring at his brother's cock as it grew, and he was starting to become aware of just how good this feels. He felt himself getting more and more submerged in something that can best be described as anoesis; unthinking emotion. His brother's amazing body in front, his dick getting rubbed and growing to full mast. And all the meanwhile, those 2 dangling globes beneath that stallion of a cock, between his toned legs, moving slightly with each movement. Almost like they were performing an inviting dance, made to entice. They looked more and more juicy with each moment, each tug, each small meaty slap that only added to Stevie's pleasure.  

Stevie let out a moan, as he fluttered. He started to go faster. Just staring, not able to think or do anything outside of what he's doing. At first Cody was a bit uncomfortable, but he quickly grew accustomed. After all, he's just helping his brother out, right? What's the harm in that?

Cody looked down at his cock and started moving faster. He closed his eyes and decided he's gone too far, and it'd be best if he just gets it out here. It would help Stevie too. He can show him how it's done, how it's supposed to look. 

Cody worked on his dick like a pro, and Stevie was his apprentice. He watched what Cody did, and tried to mimic it. Both let out a low moan at the same time. 

"Okay... Stevie. W-when it happens... aim loohhohh..." Cody let out, feeling like he just did something very right. Cody's dick started to leak. Hearing and seeing this made Stevie feel even more alive. He felt himself coming closer and closer to something. To a peak, a climax. He wanted to improve this feeling and get to what it is he feels himself working towards. He watched completely immersed before he realized what would make him feel better. 

Cody felt himself reaching his climax. He let out a sensual grunt and opened his eyes wide. Just then, he felt small cold and bony fingers grab onto his totally vulnerable, hanging testicles as they were shooting semen out in a stream. Then, the exact next moment, he felt his balls get squeezed, pushing them into each other under the pressure of the small bony hand. 

Cody yelled out in a mixed scream. His body jolted as he pulled his hands to his balls. His cock kicked up and down as it shot out a load, like an out of control hose. Pain totally overcame the pleasure of his orgasm. 

Stevie on the other hand, felt what was quite literally the greatest feeling he's ever experienced. He felt his young cock erupt in what was his first orgasm. A stream of liquid spewed forward, crossing streams with Cody's own white gooey liquid. Cody's nuts felt so perfect, so mushy yet firm, so fulfilling, so everything he loved. He missed this so much. 

Stevie pushed his fingers in, crushing the soft meaty bag of pleasurable dough, which shot all of this strange white out of his big brothers rod, as his big brother pushed all the air out of his wide mouth in a pain soaked scream that carried over as the pain intensified. Cody was shaking as he otherwise froze in place. Stevie held on tight and closed his grasp as fully as he could, his mind immersed in a state of pure euphoria. His eyes were shut now, and he was just feeling. Feeling the heavenly mushy balloons in his hand, feeling his fingers push deep in and try to further capture everything he wanted to feel in the moment. He wanted to feel those soft orbs conform in his hand, feel them bulge out between his fingers and grow closer to the firm center that felt so rewarding to dig towards. Stevie couldn't help but close his tiny fist as fully as possible. 

In his other hand, Stevie continued to feel his own cock pulsate and careen out something magical. The exact same magical, wet sticky that he felt on his own body that came from his brother's cock not too long ago. Through all of this, he forgot his brother's loud cries weren't a part of his own sensations. 

As Stevie came down, he realized what he's done and undid his intrusive fist instantly. Cody collapsed to the floor, covered in evidence of his younger brother's first orgasm.

"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" Stevie instantly let out, as he got on his knees. His shrinking limp dick, still leaking, was inches from Cody's brown curly hair. Cody was whimpering as he held his throbbing testicles, which were shooting out agonizing nausea all throughout his young, fit, brotherly body. Cody kept his eyes shut, and kicked his legs while holding a fetal position. Stevie moved his hand to Cody's shoulder. 

"I'm so sorry, I didn't even think!" Stevie said, feeling horrible now. He looked down at his big brother. Stevie couldn't believe himself. Cody tried to help him as a big brother, and this is what he gets. Broken balls. Stevie felt like a complete prick. 

"It's... ohkay..." Cody barely had the power to whine out, as he lied, holding his recently drained, searing spermbags. 

Stevie felt horrendous for doing this to his brother again, and didn't know what to do. He wanted Cody to know he felt bad, he wanted to make this better. 

"C-can I help? I... I'm sorry Cody." 

Cody was feeling horrible physically speaking, but... the obvious concern in his younger brothers voice. It was nice. But it wasn't enough to fix the pain.

Cody stayed where he was without saying anything else for a minute. When the pain dissipated a little bit more, and he could manage it, he moved onto his stomach, and tried to push himself up. Even with the time he took, Cody didn't have the power inside his defined frame, and Stevie realized this. He moved his hands to his big brother's sweaty cum-stained body and helped him up. Cody leaned on his younger brother's own sweaty and cum-stained body in an attempt to stay up. Cody held his nads with a hand, and with the other onto his brother. 

When on his feet, Cody fell back on the bed, and grunted. He coughed and moaned as he held his sore spuds with both hands. It took him some awkward moments before he could find the power to speak again. 

"You... never apologized before..." Cody rasped. 

"What?" Stevie asked as he was worriedly sitting on his own bed.

"You... you've been busting me... for so long... and that was the first time you've ever said sorry." Cody said with more dedication, now lying on his side, staring his Stevie. Stevie looked down and swallowed. He looked embarrassed. 

"I... yeah. I'm sorry... for all of that too."

Cody watched his little brother struggle to find whatever words he was looking for. 

"Is... that why you haven't been busting me recently?" Cody asked with a grimace. He continued, still sporting a pained expression and voice. "You haven't done it for awhile, which is weird. Not that I'm complaining..." Cody said laughing. Stevie laughed too, and looked at his brother as he sat up with his brother's help. Cody was still holding onto his balls, and in a considerable amount of discomfort, but he felt the moment would be better if the two were sitting together. 

"...Yeah. Last time, when your friend was over, Paul... was the first time... I realized that it was really hurting you. I always saw ma and da doing it, and thought it was funny. Then I started and liked doing it. I... never got busted before, so I... don't know how it feels."

"Never?" Cody asked with a raised eyebrow. 

Stevie shook his head. "Never."

"How have you gotten to 13 years old without getting hit in the balls or ever watching porn, Jesus..." Cody and Stevie shared a laugh. 

"Lucky, I guess." Stevie answered. 

"Yeah. Very." Cody smiled. Stevie looked away, towards the floor. Cody kept his eyes on his brother. Stevie looked back with a smile. 

"It's just... it always made me feel better. I was mad, angry, bored, whatever. I could just... kick you in the nuts and it'd make me feel better. And I recently realized how... wrong that is. I'm really sorry." 

"It's okay. I mean... you... can still do it I guess. You're my baby brother, and I want you happy." Stevie smiled and felt a world lifted off his shoulders before Cody continued. "Nut taps aren't the worst and as long as they're in good fun... just... pull it back, you know? It really does hurt. Trust me!" Cody said with a chuckle. Stevie chuckled too. He looked away and thought for a bit. The two sat on the edge of Stevie's bed, in his messy room. Totally naked, covered in each other's cum. It was a strange moment. 

"Can you... do something for me?" Stevie asked Cody. The moment was going to get a bit stranger. 

"Sure." Cody said instantly. 

"Can you... kick me in the balls?" Stevie asked, hesitantly. 

Cody was taken aback. "Why!?"

"So... I know how it feels. Plus, after all I've done to you-"

"Stevie, I don't want to get you back..." Cody said. "I don't want to do that to you-"

"But, I want it! Plus, I need to know how it feels. I can't be... busting you like that anymore. Maybe if I know how it feels... it'd be easier not to."

Cody didn't know how to feel about this. He didn't want to hurt his little brother, but... looking into Stevie's eyes, and hearing the sincerity in his voice, told Cody that Stevie does want this. 

Stevie stood up and spread his legs. His emerging manhood dangling there. His dick recently experiencing his first orgasm, and his beady nuts recently drained for the first time. A small bush of hair right above, a small almost invisible trail from his crotch to his skinny abs. 

"Come on. Just kick me! I deserve it, and I need it." Stevie said confidently. Cody sat on the bed, and pondered. Is he really comfortable kicking his little brother in the balls? He doesn't want to hurt him, but Stevie's really asking for it. Plus, Cody can't argue that Stevie doesn't have a point.  

Cody slowly pushed himself off the bed as he held his nuts carefully. With a grunt, the lanky but strong 17 year old stood hunched over, frozen in pain for a moment. Stevie watched with worry, but grew better when Cody was able to stand up and let out a sigh of relief. Cody faced his little brother and looked into his hazel eyes with his own. The two brothers stood across from each other, sharing so much in the moment. Eyes, hair, structure, stains, thoughts and emotions. 

"Are you sure? This is going to really hurt."

"I'm sure. Don't hold back."

"Stevie, I ca-"

"Don't hold back. Please." Stevie asked firmly. He put his hands over his head, and closed his eyes. 

Cody looked over his brother. His own flesh and blood. He's some pubic hair, but not too much. His body is starting to look developed. Some pit hair too. 

"I remember when I looked just like you." Cody said with a proud smile. Stevie opened his eyes and smiled brightly. He always wondered if he would grow up and look like his big brother, who he admired so much. Hearing that felt so special to Stevie. 

"Really?" The younger brother asked, dripping with admiration. 

"Yeah... really. It's... kinda cool." Cody said, not able to hide his pride. Stevie looked at Cody's amazing body, then down at his youthful frame. Then back, knowing that he'll look just like that one day. He'll look that perfect too. 

Meanwhile, Cody worked himself into it, keeping his eyes on his brother's balls. He looked up and made sure Stevie still wanted this. Stevie's eyes looked up when he saw Cody's eyes look up. They looked confident and proud. 

Cody looked back down, and knew this was it. He sent one foot in front of the other, and rocketed the other up through the air, crashing into his younger brother's testicles for the first time. 

Cody's bare foot arched up, growing closer and closer to the top of the upside down V of his younger brother's willingly spread legs, and made contact with his little brother's emerging manhood. His foot flattened the bare 13 year old's dick and balls, lifting those 2 little orbs that just began their descent, with his foot like it were a shovel. A shovel that slammed those little grapes and ripe, freshly juiced banana into Stevie's pelvis, like his pelvis was the empty hole for garbage to fill. 

For the first time, Stevie's package flattened like they were pancakes and the thud made from the contact between Cody's foot and Stevie's pelvis sent a shockwave through both brothers. 

For the first time, Stevie's balls were busted. 

Now. Stevie knew how it felt to bust. How warm it made him feel, how fulfilling. Almost calming, serene. Cody's balls were almost like stress balls to Stevie. Busting was just a fun word to Stevie. 

But the second he felt Cody's bare instep press up and smack his delicate nuts into his own hard pelvis. He felt something very different. It wasn't warm, it wasn't fulfilling. It wasn't calm or serene, and it certainly wasn't fun. Busting meant something very different to Stevie. 

Stevie became painfully aware just how horrible of a thing it is to be busted. 

Stevie's eyes shot open as he felt his balls, which were moments ago was just a dangling bag of meat that labeled him a man, start to seer his lower body with something he couldn't understand yet. He only felt the groundwork for something bigger. That seer quickly turned into a fiery explosion of sickness, and that sickness overcame everything he knew in the form of a pain that Stevie never knew existed.  

The pain wasn't just in his balls, it was way too intense to simply sit there, patiently. After a second of being incapable of movement, his legs got pulled out from underneath as Stevie fell curled over face first. His eyes rolled back as his mind was swimming in a pool of pain and his stomach was churning in those ocean deep waves of nausea. His balls pulsated waves of torment that coursed through everything, and Stevie wasn't able to think, act, or be anything but whatever it is his once innocent body made him, as it felt this nuclear reaction for the first time. 

His hands were holding his nuts, his legs were kicking and his body was riding up. He was gasping for air, but he couldn't breath through all the pain in his abdomen; there wasn't any room for air. His face grew red and his eyes watered. He closed his eyes and screamed into the floor. This was the first action Stevie voluntarily took. 

Cody stood over Stevie as he writhed on the floor. Cody knew exactly what his little brother was feeling right now, and although he felt so bad for him... Cody felt a shred of fulfillment. He gave Stevie what he wanted, and now he knows that Stevie understands. The two are now more of the same. Finally, they share this. 

Cody looked around, and thought of what he could do, if anything to help Stevie feel better. He realized there was nothing, so he took a seat on the bed and closed his eyes. He had his own balls to comfort. 

Stevie writhed for an agonizing couple of minutes, and then lied there, holding his nuts for some excruciating minutes after those. The entire time, he was just hoping it'd start to feel better soon. But the mountain never seemed to peak. After a little less than 10 minutes, he finally started to come down. It was still horrendous, but he could think. He could speak. 

"Holy shit..." Stevie whined, as he coughed and rolled onto his back. Cody opened his eyes, pushed himself up and looked down at Stevie. 

"Fucking hurts, doesn't it?"

Stevie laughed a bit, which quickly got overrun by the stampede of pain that just started to die down. "Duudde... it feels like this... every time?"

"Yup."

"...I always thought-" Stevie interrupted himself with a fit of coughing, as he rolled onto his stomach. Cody got up, and knelled down, rubbing Stevie's back. Stevie pushed himself up, and Cody helped him get to his knees. "...I thought you were just overreacting..." Stevie said as Cody helped get him to his feet. Stevie held onto his agony inducing little meatballs between his legs the entire time. "... but you weren't."

"No, I wasn't!" Cody said laughing, bringing Stevie to his bed. Stevie lied back, and with his knees up. Lying flat on his bed, holding his balls. Cody lied back with him and looked at the blank ceiling. 

There was some silence as the two brothers let the moment simmer. 

"Cody..." Stevie cringed as he lowered his knees in pain. 

"Stevie?"

Stevie turned on his side, facing Cody, but still curled up a bit. A hand was holding onto his sore testicles. "...Thank you. For talking to me, for... helping."

"Don't mention it."

Stevie looked at Cody's relaxed body and appreciated his big brother. He pushed his head to Cody's side, and wrapped his arm around who he was damn sure was the best big brother anyone could ever ask for. Cody lied there, happy he could've had this interaction with Stevie. He knows this was the best he could've asked for.