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Freshly showered and dressed in cozy pajamas, Melissa made her towards her bedroom. Though the vixen was tired, she wasn't quite ready to actually try and sleep. Instead, she planned to watch some TV, and chat with her friends. It was early enough in the evening that she had time to lounge in bed a while and still get a good night's sleep.

The familiar sound of a blaring TV filled the hallway, near her room. Her younger brother Adam had a habit of blasting the volume no matter what he was watching or playing. Tonight, it sounded like some obnoxious anime show. Melissa had already told him to turn it down once, but as usual he didn't listen. She grumbled, splaying her ears.

Adam drove Melissa crazy. If it wasn't a tv show on max volume, it was a video game. If it wasn't a video game, it was his overly loud skype chats with his friends. Or a noisy sleepover and DnD session. Or something else with a volume setting stuck far beyond eleven. Even worse, she'd caught him snooping in her room a few times recently. Melissa was half-convinced everything he did was just to annoy her.

May as well go and tell the little brat to turn it down again, she thought.

Melissa approached Adam's open door and peered inside. Adam's TV hung along one wall, across from his desk, where he could easily see it from his bed. Action figures and creature figurines decorated the younger fox's desk. Gaming consoles with tangled wires sat beneath his TV. Melissa scowled, wishing he'd untangle all that crap before he started a fire. Posters from anime shows, video games, and various canine and feline females in skimpy fantasy armor adorned his walls.

Adam himself was busy making his bed. The younger fox bore a strong resemblance to her, albeit in a shorter, scrawnier frame. He had the same rusty, orange red fur over most of his body. Black highlights tipped his ears and tail, as well as his hands and feet. He wore matching pajamas, a blue shirt and pants both decorated with images of a cartoon dragon. Glasses perched on his muzzle, hooked with loops behind his ears. His bushy tail swished above his rump, with another loop of fabric from his pajamas over the top of it.

When Adam was bent over, his tail swishing, it tightened his pajamas against his rump. Just under the geeky fox's butt, two plump, oval shapes outlined themselves against the blue fabric. Melissa fought back a giggle. It looked like her brother was smuggling a couple of large grapes in his pajamas.

It least that was one important difference between them. She sure as hell didn't have those._Melissa was awfully glad, too. After all, at times like this, a guy's balls were just so..._vulnerable. And with such a wide open shot presented for her, Melissa just couldn't resist taking advantage. If he wasn't going to listen and turn down his TV when she asked the first time? She'd just have to squeeze in a little practice in her favorite sport.

Kickball.

Melissa took three quick steps into Adam's room, and hard as she could, kicked the younger fox in the balls from behind. Bare vixen foot smacked_sharply into geeky vulpine testicles. For Melissa, the impact of bare foot in unprotected nuts was a familiar and satisfying feeling, halfway between a _squish and a crunch. Adam's reaction was just as familiar, and just as satisfying.

"AWWWWWWH!" Adam cried out with the most classic of all the many noises boys made when a girl's foot found the right spot.

The nerdy fox's eyes crossed behind his glasses, and his hands flew from the blankets to his crotch. His knees knocked together, and Adam flopped face-first against his bed. He gave a deep, guttural yet wobbly groan, clutching himself in both hands, half his body hanging off the mattress. His golden-brown eyes rolled back, and with another groan, Adam slowly slid off the bed and onto the floor.

"Oooooooooh, my baaaaaaalls!"

Melissa burst out laughing as her bratty younger brother slumped onto the carpet at her feet. He curled up, his ears pinned and his whole muzzle scrunched up. Then Adam started rolling back and forth, his entire red-furred face contorted behind his glasses. That only made Melissa laugh even harder. The rolling around was always her favorite part. It always made her wonder just how getting kicked in the nuts must feel, to make a boy squirm that way. In the end, she was glad she'd never understand the pain.

"Awww, does it hurt, Adam?" Melissa cupped her own crotch, mocking him. "Ooooh, oooh, ooooooh, my balls!" She waggled her hips, trying to cross her eyes. Then she straightened up, laughing. "I guess it hurts, but I wouldn't know how it feels. Girls don't have those!"

"So...you keep...telling me!" Adam whimpered through clenched teeth, still rolling around at his sister's feet. "Oooh, God! My freaking balls! Oh, God, my balls!"

"Your balls, your balls, your silly little balls!" Melissa kicked Adam in the butt when he rolled away from her. "That's the feeling that proves girls rule, and boys drool! But you know, if you'd turned your TV down like I asked, it wouldn't have happened! And if you weren't always free-ballin' in your pajamas at night, your little nuggets wouldn't present such an inviting pair of targets."

"I'm not...urrhh..." Adam rocked back and forth a few more times. "Free balling!"

"You little liar." Melissa glared down at him. "I could _totally_see where your silly little nards were."

"Yeah, well...you're, uh, free vag-ing!" Adam glared back at her. "So there!"

"First off, that's not a thing." Melissa shook a finger at him, then smirked. "Second off, I am, but girls don't have anything to support. Third, if you wanna play brothers versus sisters again, we-"

"Third off, I'm not free ballin', and fourth, get lost!" Adam curled up tighter, tucking his bushy tail.

"Fine, then we are playing brothers versus sisters! First to lose their pants, loses!" Giggling, Melissa bent over, and grabbed the cuffs of his pajama pants where they hung over his feet. "At least since you have boxers, it'll only be a_little_ embarrassing when I pants you!"

"What?!" Adam's ears finally unfolded, only to shoot up like terrified rockets atop his head. "N-no, cut it out!"

"Nope, you asked for it! Pantsing time, brat!" With a playful growl, Melissa yanked on his pajamas, tugging the waistband down just a little. "Besides, if you've got boxers on, all I'll see is your underwear, anyway."

"Just cut it out!" Adam abandoned his hold on his testicles to fight to keep his pants up, instead. "Stop! Stop!"

Melissa just laughed and tugged harder, till the younger fox's pajamas started sliding down despite his best efforts. Soon the red fur of his lower belly was fading into paler, creamy white. "Uh oh, I don't see any undies!"

"Okay, okay, I'm free-balling, alright?" Adam tried to tug his pants back up, the bulge of his sheath outlined against them for a moment, along with a single ball. "Cut it out before you accidentally see my stuff!"

The older vixen just rolled her eyes. "Like I haven't seen a guy's sheath and balls before. You'd be way more embarrassed than I would, I'd just be laughing my butt off. But...since you admitted it..."

Melissa released his pjs all at once, causing Adam to yank up too hard. The seam down the crotch of his pants pulled up snug between his balls, outlining both young fox testicles against the blue fabric. That was another opportunity Melissa couldn't resist. Before Adam could adjust himself, Melissa quickly lifted her foot, and shoved it between his legs, stepping on the geeky fox's privates.

"Found 'em again!" Melissa giggled, stepping down.

"AWWWWWH!" Adam gave another yowl, instantly curling around her foot. He went cross-eyed again, clutching at her toes, her ankle, desperate to get her to ease the pressure. "Oooh! Ooooooh! My nards!" Adam twisted and squirmed, tears in his eyes. "I freakin' hate it when you do that!"

"I know!" Melissa laughed, wiggling her foot to grind his balls. "That's why I do it, duh! I guess since I let you keep your pants, I gotta change the rules. Now I'm gonna make you admit sisters rule!"

"Awwwwhh!" The more she ground his balls under her toes, the more the little fox squirmed and groaned. "Awwwrrrrhhhh! My naaaaards!"

As Melissa worked her foot against the younger fox's privates, she could feel everything beneath it. His balls shifted back and forth like fat, rubberized grapes with nowhere to hide. His sheath lay trapped under her toes, a squishy little tube with a hint of a bulge just above his balls.

She smirked, shifting her weight to press it into the bottom of Adam's sheath. "Is that your knot?"

"OW!" Adam scrunched his face, twisting again. "OW! Yes! OW! You're stepping on my knot!"

Melissa tilted her head, perking an ear. "So...a boy's knot hurts too?"

"YES!" Adam snarled through pain-clenched teeth, prying at her toes in vain. "Get off it!"

"Good to know!" Melissa wiggled her foot again. "You better not get a boner, Adam!"

"Gross, Melissa!" Adam glared up at her a moment, his tail lashing against the floor. "Just get offa me!"

Melissa only smiled, stepping down harder on his privates. "Make me!" She flexed her leg, earning a long, whimpering noise from her brother. "Maybe if you say the magic words..." She waved a hand. "Something about how girls rule, boys drool, or how sisters-"

"I'm not sayin' your dumb words!" Adam tried to roll to the side, but Melissa kept him pinned with her foot in his groin.

"Then I guess I'll go back to stepping on your balls!" The older vixen shifted her foot down, feeling around in an effort to find and trap his testicles again.

At the same time, Adam redoubled his efforts to try and dislodge her foot. Just as she felt his nuts under her toes, he managed to shift just enough to give them a chance to escape. But she kept trying, and soon, amidst all the jostling and shifting and movement, something white-furred and oval-shaped slipped out the opening on the front of Adam's pajamas. Melissa's eyes widened and she sucked in a breath at the sight.

_That_was definitely a fox testicle.

"Oh my god, Adam, one of your nards just flopped out!"

"What?" Adam shrieked the word in horror, his ears splayed in humiliation. He lifted his head, staring down in embarrassment at the sight of his own testicle hanging out in the open, as if posing for some kind of perverted selfie with his sister's toes. "ACK! Lemme just..."

Adam's focus instantly shifted to trying to hide that single ball again. Only, Melissa wasn't about to let that happen. She intercepted his hands, snatching his wrists to hold them away from his crotch.

"Nope, nope, nope!" She shook her head, offering her younger brother a wicked grin. "Once a nard's out, it doesn't get to hide anymore. In fact, I think it wants special attention."

"Oh no..." Adam's ears drooped.

"Oh, yes." Her grin widened, and she nudged the exposed vulpine nard with her big toe. "This little nut is gonna get pinched."

Melissa twisted around, moving to stand above her stricken brother. She dropped down into a seated position, plopping her butt against his belly. Her bushy tail brushed over his crotch, tail fur teasing that helpless, exposed testicle. She leaned forward, still holding Adam's wrists. "You're gonna say the magic words before I'm done!"

"I'm not sayin' any stupid magic words!" Adam struggled, growling at her. "Just lemme go! I'm gonna tell mom!"

"Tell her what? That you showed your big sister one of your nards?" She rolled her eyes, giggling. "Yeah, I bet you can't wait to blab that to her."

Adam just glared back up at her. "I'm gonna keep my TV so frickin' loud for the rest of the year!"

"That's the spirit!" The vixen laughed and let Adam's wrists go.

She spun around as quickly as she could, without letting him up. Now, she was seated on his belly and facing his crotch, with her tail bumping and tickling his muzzle. Adam tried to grab at her sides, at her hips, trying to dislodge her. Melissa knew he lacked the needed strength and leverage in that position. This wasn't exactly the first time she'd sat on the younger fox to pinch his nuts. It was, however, the first time she'd had a chance to pinch a bare one. Melissa and her friends had jokingly discussed pantsing him to get his balls before, but never gone through with it. Leave it to Adam to accidentally make that happen to himself.

Melissa focused her attention on the oversized grape in alabaster fur that protruded from the front of Adam's pajamas. She nudged it with a single finger, giggling at the way it shifted and moved. Then it tightened up, further outlining its oval shape. Boys were so weird, she thought. She tapped it and the nut bounced a little, making Adam grunt. Grinning, she quickly tapped it repeatedly, just to watch it bounce around.

"Ow! Ow! Ow ow ow!" Adam wriggled beneath her, shoving her tail away from his muzzle. "Cut it out, Melissa!"

"Make me, Brat!" Melissa gently grasped the bare fox testicle between her thumb and several fingers. She knew from plenty of pinching and squeezing experience that testicles could be slippery things, and she didn't want it to escape. Being trapped that way caused the nard to bulge out a little, as if eager to reveal a shape forbidden from female eyes. "Ooh, it's more fun pinching a naked one, I can kinda see it squish a little!"

Before Adam had a chance to reply, Melissa bore down with her thumb and fingers, sharply pinching the trapped fox testicle. It bulged furthermore, but did not visibly compress as much as she expected. She tightened her grip, pinching harder, but the rubbery little nut refused to yield. It did not, however, refuse to hurt. Adam squealed like a little girl, his back arching under Melissa. His toes curled, and he thrashed beneath her.

"AAAAAAAHH!" Adam grasped weakly at her hips, back still arched. "My ball! My left baaaaall!"

"There's the reaction I wanted!" Melissa glanced over her shoulder, watching as Adam's eyes went completely crossed behind his glasses. "Your leftie's really feeling it now, huh? It must suck to be a boy..."

She turned her attention back to her captive, still pressed firmly between thumb and two fingers. With her other hand, she flicked the trapped gland a few times. Each flick made Adam yip between squeals, but the last one finally helped the slippery nugget escape her grasp. Adam yelped again when his ball slipped out from between her fingers. As the geeky little fox shifted and squirmed, the moment caused his ball to vanish back inside his pajamas.

"Aww, it got away!" Melissa huffed, bopping her brother's muzzle with her tail.

"Sucks...for you!" Adam coughed a few times between moans and sniffles. "Guess...you lost! Better...let me up!"

"Oh? I lost, huh?" Melissa wasn't about to let her brother get the last word. "I guess if that's your attitude, since I've already seen one nard, I may as well just pull your pants down and see everything!"

"W-what?" Adam struggled again, kicking his legs. "That's not what I meant!"

"Too bad, dork, cause it's pantsing time!"

Before she could think better of it, Melissa hooked her fingers into Adam's waistband, and yanked his pajamas down past his hips. In an instant, Adam's vulpine privates were on full, humiliating display. His sheath lay just in front of her, a white furred tube slung against his groin. Beneath it hung the young fox's testicles, a pair of snow-white pecans dangling loose. The geeky fox's left nard was a bit lower than its twin.

Melissa burst into laughter, scarcely able to believe she'd just done that. "Oh my god, Adam, it's all out now!" She glanced back at him, flashing him a smug grin. "I can see everything."

"I can tell!" Adam wriggled, trying to free himself. "Quit looking! P-Pull my pajamas back up!"

"Nope!" Melissa giggled, bopping him with her tail again. She turned her attention back to his bits, and gave his exposed sheath a little slap. "Sheath!"

"OW!" Adam grit his teeth, whining. "That hurts!"

"Balls!" Melissa slapped those too, making them bounce.

"Oooooh!" Adam curled a little under her, whimpering. "C'mon, Melissa, my balls are really sore, lemme go already!"

Instead, Melissa slapped Adam's nuts a few more times, laughing at the way they bobbled back and forth. Every slap made Adam yelp, and each time, she called out just what she was hitting. "Fox balls, fox balls, fox balls! Helpless little fox balls!" She glanced back at him again. "The way they bounce when they get slapped is hilarious! Maybe I'll tell Sarah to bring a ping pong paddle next sleep over!"

"Don't you friggin' dare!" Adam sucked in a breath, ears flattened to his skull.

"Aww, don't you wanna be naked in front of her again?" Melissa just laughed, leaning forward to examine her targets. "Your stuff looks like James's, but smaller. Though, it is bigger than Max's. Slightly. Now, where was I, before your little nard got away? Oh, right. Doing this!"

Melissa reached down and grasped Adam's left ball again, pinching it firmly between her thumb and several fingers. The rubbery thing squished out just a little, but Adam gave a shrill squeal. His back arched so much he almost lifted Melissa with him. His toes curled, and he kicked his legs, thrashing. Melissa giggled, working her thumb back and forth against the captive grape. It always amazed and fascinated her just how much pain a little pressure on a single nut seemed to cause. It was as if the pain was even worse than a kick, for even less effort.

"My nard! Oh, god!" Adam's voice was several octaves higher than usual. Tears ran down his muzzle. "My left nard! Aaaaaaahh! Aaaaahh, my nard, my nard, my left freaking naaaaard!"

Melissa just rolled her eyes at his over-exaggerations. "Nothing called a nard should be anywhere near this easy to hurt."

"Ooooohh! Oooh, god! C'mon on, Melissa, your freakin' squishing it!" Adam broke into sobs, still writhing beneath his sister. Tears were soon fogging up his glasses. "Ooohhh! Uurrrrhhhhh! My nard, my poor left naaard!"

The vixen eased the pressure a little, rolling the trapped thing around in her fingers. "You want me to let go? Say the magic words, five times!" When Adam shook his head, Melissa clamped down on his ball again.

"AWWWWWWWHH!" Adam struggled to grasp at her arms, desperate to dislodge her. "Okay! OKAY! You win! I'll say whatever you want! Just stop pinching my nut!"

"Five times!" Melissa stared at the helpless thing, thinking the little white-furred ball looked awfully silly smushed between her black furred fingers. "Now say it! 'Sisters rule, brothers drool', got it?"

"Sisters...rule! Brothers...drool!"

Melissa glanced back when her brother finally said her so-called 'magic words', admitting his latest little defeat in their frequent game. His tongue lolled from his muzzle, and a bit of saliva dribbled towards the floor. "Hey look, brothers really do drool! Four more, brat!"

"Sisters rule, brothers drool!" Adam forced out the words, his voice a little more than a collection of squeaks and whimpers. "Sisters rule, brothers...aaahh...drool!"

"Two more!" Melissa tugged on the ball, pinching it harder again.

"AAAAAH!" Adam squealed, and struggled to get out the last two repetitions. "Sisters...r-rule! B-brothers! D-drool! Sisters...oh, god, GOD, my baaaall!"

"That last one doesn't count." Melissa poked his bulging nard with the forefinger of her other hand. "I could keep this up all night, you know."

"SISTERS RULE BROTHERS DROOL!" Adam finally managed to scream out the last phrase, clawing at her back. "Now let my ball go! Please, please, please let go!"

Melissa gave a great, exaggerated sigh. "Oh, alright. But only because I promised." She held the pressure a few moments longer, and then finally released the nerdy fox's testicle. "See? Was that so hard?" She pushed herself up to her feet, dusting off her hands. "There. You can hold your silly nuts now, you drooly brat."

Adam didn't even bother to pull up his pants yet. He just rolled to his side, gingerly grasping his naked balls in his black-furred hands, his sheath protruding above them. Then he curled up into a fluffy little ball of purely male agony, a pain Melissa was happy she'd never know. Once he was curled, she couldn't see his bits, anymore, but his bare, furry red butt was still clearly exposed.

"Nice butt, Dork, it must be bottomless night."

"Nuuurrrrrrr..." Adam rocked back and forth, crying into the carpet. "My frickin' balls....God, Melissa...this is the worst one since that last big sleepover you had..."

"Ooh, yeah, that was fun." She put her hands on her hips. "But you earned that one by trying to catch us all changing our clothes...again!" She smirked at him. "And you know what? Since you're so eager to see us all naked...maybe next sleepover?" She bent forward and slapped his naked butt. "I won't be the only one who sees you with your pajamas down, you little free-baller."

Melissa laughed and turned away, walking out of Adam's room to leave him to his recovery. She still couldn't believe she'd pulled his pajamas down. And yet, she knew it wouldn't be long till she was bragging to her friends about it. They always passed around their stories, like some kickball playing sisterhood.

Ooh, Kick Ball Sisterhood. She liked that.

Melissa smiled.

*****

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