

A boy has to give up and let it happen before other members stop) So there's Kev on his back in his undies with his legs spread and his balls mostly uncovered for anyone to get when mom told my younger sister to get in there and try to retrain your brother. (You always got it longer and worse if you fight it. I was tired but mother told me to make sure to knee straight down and to stomp into them so hard that he gives up trying to fight it. I thought he was able to take it and was getting stronger so I kept crushing them with my knee harder and harder and my cousin kept kicking into the ball that came out. She told him he will never ever get away acting childish in THIS family. She said crush that sponge berry or something just like when you was little and was laughing at him squirming and begging. I went back to kneeing him and my cousin rammed her foot into them as mother yelled perfect **** (cousins name) because a testicle came out of his undies. My cousin pulled them down and punched them first. I was trying to knee them into his pelvic bone but she said he's a grown a** man and told me and my cousin to act like grown a** women and teach him a lesson and get the shorts pulled down first. I looked at mother for a signal and kept my knee pushing harder and harder down into them so I wouldn't get in trouble. Usually i would kick or knee him but that time he was on his back and reading a book so I opened and pushed his legs back to his chest and kneed right down into them. The hardest I did it to him down there was a couple years ago when she was mad at him at a shindig dance and told me to "get his attitude sack for me". Mother would be mad at something and always tried to get me and brother to fight with each other. We almost never had anything but underclothes on except during relations time, we were all that way even in our school. I no longer agree with the life of our cult or live it but you NEVER say no when given a order from a member.
PLAYING WITH BROTHERS TINY BALLS PRO
Mother was 100% pro get-your-brothers-balls when we were younger all the way up to today at age 38. I saw this and had to post a reply~ I was raised in a cult.
