Chapter #6Daniel takes what he wants. by: Unknown They were at home, alone together, in Chad's basement gym. Danny was doing the bench press while his brother spotted him. He was only lifting the bar with one twenty five-pound weights on each end. Pretty strong for a 12-year-old.
“That’s it. You’re making good progress. for a runt. Now it’s my turn,” his older brother said. He took off the twenty-five pound plates and slapped on three forty five-pound plates on each side. Chad wanted to show off to his brother how strong he was. He wanted to make his little brother see his chest strain and thick arms flex as he pumped out his reps. He wanted to assert his status as the alpha older brother who was many times bigger and stronger, and show that Danny's height gain hadn't changed anything.
Danny admired his strong older brother, but deep down he had a desire to grow up and be as big as Chad some day. His envy, and his jealousy.
Chad was dressed in a tight wife-beater. His thick black tufts of mature armpit hair were slick with his sweat from his workout. He made loud beast-like grunts with every rep. His low-cut wife-beater showed off all the striations of his thick, meaty pecs every time he lifted the bar high. The veins along his big triceps and forearms popped out from his effort and exertion. Danny admired all of this, eyeing his big brother’s sweaty muscles with envy, wishing that it was he who had some of that manly strength.
The room was completely dominated by the stink of Chad’s sweat. Danny’s loose t-shirt was barely stained with his sweat at all. He felt very self conscious there in his skinny almost pre-pubescent frame next to his mature and grown-up brother, who was way more of a man than he was.
With a final loud grunt, Chad re-racks the weight. They clang against the rack.
“Alright Danny, great workout.” he says as he slaps his brother’s back. A big, hand-shaped imprint of his sweat is left on Danny’s shirt.
“I wish I could get stronger faster,” Danny lamented.
“Don’t worry, bro. You share the same genes as me. In no time, you’ll be bigger.” Chad says as he flexes his right arm in front of Danny’s face. His big mound of bicep muscle rises and hardens right before Danny’s eyes. “Not as big as me though.” It was strong, powerful, pure masculine muscle. The envy coming from Danny was palpable as he stared at his brother’s giant lump of muscle in front of him.
“Let’s wash up and go eat,” Chad says as he walks towards the stairs, but the wizard’s spell had other plans for him.
Suddenly, Chad stopped walking and fell to the ground. “Ugh!” he grunted as he curled into a foetal position and cupped at his crotch with both his hands.
“What’s wrong bro?” Danny asks.
“My balls. It feels like someone just kicked me hard in the balls,” Chad groaned, his hands still holding onto his groin, and his big muscular body curled into a pathetic heap on the floor.
“Ugh!” he grunted again, this time reaching both his hands into his flimsy gym shorts to clutch at the flesh of his genitals directly. “It hurts. It hurts so badly. Something is wrong.”
“Pull down your pants and let me take a look,” Danny says.
“Ugh!” Chad grunts again, this time even louder, and he quickly pulls down his shorts and tosses them aside..
“Put your hands away,” Danny tells him, “I can’t see anything with them in the way.”
Reluctantly, Chad takes his hands away from his groin, revealing his cock and balls. They were slightly above average. His flaccid cock was five inches long and his balls were large and round and heavy in their loose sack. His crotch was shaved to give better sex to his girlfriend which he fucked on a regular basis.
“There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with them,” Danny said, as he reached out his hands to examine his brother's balls.
The moment his fingers brushed against Danny’s ball-sack, he felt something like an electric shock go through his whole body.
“Whoa,” Danny said, “I think I feel something in my balls too.”
Danny also took off his shorts and revealed his own young cock and balls. He actually had more hair than his brother: a small tuft of fine hairs were on top of his small pre-pubescent cock. His flaccid dick was like a little button, not even an inch long, and his balls were small, like little marbles, in their tight sack, barely descended.
“Ugh!” Chad grunted again, and Danny picked up his low-dangling bag of balls to see what was wrong.
The moment his hands touched Chad’s balls again, Danny could feel something like electricity flow into him once more. He ignored it and took a look at his brother’s balls in his hands. They were soft in their warm, sweaty sack, and quivered in his palm like two live animals. Danny rolled the balls around with his fingers, marveling at their size and softness, unlike his own two hard little peas, wondering what could be wrong with them.
“There doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with them…” Danny said, but then he slowly felt that something funny was happening. Suddenly he realized: at first, Chad’s balls were so big they could barely fit into his child-sized hands. Now they seemed to be able to comfortably fit themselves, albeit a little snugly, in his palm. Were his brother’s balls… shrinking?
“Ugh!” Chad grunted again, his groin racked with pain. His hands involuntarily reached for his crotch once more, and took his balls out of Danny’s palm. Danny felt the electricity flowing into him suddenly stop.
“What’s wrong with them!?” Chad screamed as his hands felt his balls. “They’re smaller! Something’s wrong with my balls. They’re getting smaller. Help me Danny!”
Danny looked down at his own crotch and got a shock. Where his tight and tiny little boy-balls had hung, now, two full-sized adult testicles dangled between his legs in a low sack. Before, they were only the size of small marbles, now they were small oval-shaped, real man’s testicles. Danny didn’t know what was happening, but he knew that he wanted to get his brother’s balls back into his hands again to confirm his suspicions.
“Quick, let me see your balls again,” Danny told his brother, but Chad was desperately clutching at his balls and refused to move his hands. “Let go for a moment!” Danny desperately shouted and tried to pry his brother’s hands off his balls.
The moment his hands touched his brother’s hands, he felt the energy flow into him once more, and he knew that he didn’t actually need to touch his brother’s balls. Any part of his body would do. Any part of his body would make the transfer happen.
Danny casually rested his hand on Chad’s bicep, the one that he flexed in front of his face just moments ago, so proudly and strong. Danny looked down at his own balls, and could see them literally grow. They were expanding, bit by bit, filling out with more and more testosterone and sperm producing flesh, turning him from a boy into a virile and fertile man. With his other hand, Danny clutched at his own balls and felt them expand in his palm. He could feel his sack loosening, his testicles getting meatier. He was sucking the manhood out of his oversized older brother, and he loved it.
“My balls, something’s wrong with my balls!” Chad sobbed in pain and anguish. He was desperately tugging at his shrinking ball-sack, as though trying to rip his own testicles off his body. But all his efforts were useless as long as Danny’s hand rested on his struggling and sweaty bicep. Unfortunately, Chad was so desperate that he didn’t even notice his brother’s hand gently touching his arm.
Danny’s balls were now the same size as Chad’s balls were originally. He could feel all the testosterone, the aggression, the energy, the power, flowing up from his newfound glands of manhood between his scrawny teenaged thighs. But he could see that his tiny button-sized cock has not yet grown, and he could still feel the electricity flow into him from Chad’s biceps, and he knew what he had to continue to do.
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