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“Hey, little Brother,” my Sister Marie said when I finally got the phone away from my younger sister, Angie, “Listen, there’s a party up here this weekend at the house this Saturday, there’ll be free beer and I can make sure you get in the door, wanna come?”“Yeah,” I said, a party at my Sister’s sorority house sounded like a blast – especially when I imagine all the hot coeds running around a sorority, “I’ll be there, what time?”Sis filled me in on all the details like time, where to park, etc, and then she started giggling like crazy, “Oh, little Brother,” she said with a little laugh, “one more thing… there’s a theme to this party: it’s called a balls out party…”“Oh yeah,” I said, “balls out! Hell yeah! We’ll party like crazy!”“No.. no, you don’t understand,” she said teasingly, as though she were explaining some deep complicated adult subject to a kindergartener, “I mean it’s balls out – literally. All the guys have to walk around with their balls hanging out their fly.”Well, of course I laughed at that. “Yeah, right,” I snickered, “you’d really invite your own brother to that kind of a party! Nice try Sis… thanks for playing your little joke on me, but I’m sorry it’s not gonna work.”“No, really,” she insisted, “I mean it. The frat guys always make us flash our tits to get into their parties and so we decided to get even. To get in, you have to come to the door with your balls hanging out of your pants. Any guy caught in the party without his balls out us girls are gonna tease and humiliate… and it’ll be bad, too. I suggest you take me seriously or don’t come.”“You’re not gonna freak out if I’m walking around with my balls hanging out? I don’t know anyone there and I was thinking if I went up we’d hang a little…”“Nah,” she replied, “believe me I’ve seen lots of balls… one more set isn’t going to be any big deal. Besides, us girls get pretty wild… you’ll probably see a fair amount of me too, but it’s no big deal if we don’t make it one.”Holy shit, I thought, I might see my Sister’s tits. Then I thought about all the other coeds getting wild and drinking, getting horny surrounded by hanging ballsacks… Hey, this party was definitely going to be the place to Ataşehir escort bayan be. I agreed to go and that we’d both be cool with whatever we saw, and Sis made me promise to come alone – she didn’t want to be blamed for the party getting crashed by a bunch of high school kids. I promised.Saturday came and I set out for the party, handing my folks a line about camping out that weekend. They thought I camped a lot… hehehe… Anyhow, it was a four hour drive to Sis’s college town, and I got there just in time. I was starving, and needed to get out of that car. I was hoping they’d have some snacks or something to go with all that booze, but mostly I was excited to see all the hot chicks. I parked where Sis had said and walked the rest of the way to the Sorority House. When I got to the stoop I waited outside a little bit to make sure my Sis wasn’t playing a trick on me, and after I saw a couple college guys walk up, nonchalantly yank their balls out of their pants, and then knock on the door, I knew she’d been telling the truth. It felt creepy sitting their spying on other dudes but I damn sure wasn’t knocking on a sorority house door with my balls hanging out unless I was totally sure I wasn’t being tricked.Grudgingly, I pulled by balls out of my pants, carefully arranging them so they hung at least somewhat comfortably from my fly, without exposing my cock – just as I’d seen the other guys do. Nervously, I knocked on the door and waited a second, until a very hot, busty brunette dressed in skin tight designer jeans and a little crop top, with perfect hair and makeup answered the door.“Hi,” she said with a grin, openly checking out my balls hanging out, and I had to fight the stirrings of a boner. “Nice sack… c’mon in,” she said, and waved me in. Once inside, she put her arm around my shoulder and gave me a brief pointing tour of the house. “Over there is the kitchen, the keg is in there. There’s a bathroom down that hall, and in the basement. It’s $4 for a cup, all you can drink. Want one?”“Yeah,” I said, fishing for my cash. I brought out the $4 and she smiled as she took it, handing me a cup, still openly ogling Escort Ümraniye my balls.Just as I was about to leave she said, “Oh, one more thing…”“Yeah?”She smiled, stepped forward, and cupped my balls in her hand, gently giving them a squeeze, causing me to jump a little. She hugged me close letting me feel the soft curves of her very sexy body, and said, “By the way, all the girls at the party can grab any guy’s balls anytime they like, house rules…”“I… I see,” I stammered in reply.“Have fun,” she said, releasing me and stepping back just as I was thinking about grabbing her ass or trying to kiss her, or both.“You too,” I said, shot down.Oh well, I thought, and headed for the kitchen. I got some munchies and filled my glass a few times before I started to wander around. Man, this place was crawling with honeys…So there I was sucking down beers going for that quick buzz, and eating some munchies when I felt another college babe squeeze up against me, from behind this time, and gently cup my balls in her hand. God! This party was gonna be off the hook! As I struggled not to get a boner I decided to introduce myself.“Hi,” I said, trying to be suave and cool…“Hi back, little Brother,” the girl said.Fuck! My own sister was groping my balls! I was so shocked by it that I spit beer out my nose and poured about half my cup in my shirt as I rapidly pulled away from her.“Jesus Christ, Marie,” I yelled. “What the fuck!”She just giggled madly and pointed at me. Great… she was hammered. “All of the girls can grab ANY guy’s balls anytime she wants to,” she slurred, “house rules…”“So I heard,” I grumbled, truthfully less upset by her grabbing my nuts than at being soaked in beer and looking like a dork. Actually, the part with her holding my nuts was nice… when I thought she was one of the other college babes.“Relax, little Brother,” she said with a smile, “no one saw…”“Yeah, I guess,” I said, “but now I’m all soaked with beer.”“’Sokay,” she slurred, “c’mon up to my room… I did some of my boyfriend’s shirts with my laundry, maybe they’ll fit…”So I followed her up to her room, which from the look of it she must’ve shared with another Bostancı escort girl, since sis was always a rock n roll gal, and this room looked a little too girly for her. Sorta half Alice In Chains, half Alice In Wonderland. Weird. Plus, there were bunk beds.Once inside Sis got down on her hands and knees and was rooting through her laundry basket. As she did, I just couldn’t help but stare at her shapely ass. I’d been caught doing this before, I never could resist a great ass in the air, but somehow being away from home, and having had her touch me so intimately before made me see her differently. I wanted to jump her.“Here,” she said, pulling out a designer t-shirt that was oh-so stylishly retro and almost worn out, “wear this one… all the girls hit on Ryan when he wears it… maybe it’ll work for you too.“OK,” I said, stripping off my shirt and throwing it in with Sis’s dirty laundry (she’d bring it home when she went to go wash her other stuff, anyway). As I did, Sis suddenly came over and grabbed my nuts again, giggling like a lunatic. But as she did, she also let her other hand caress my chest, feeling my pecks and my abs.“Mmmmm…” she said with a seductive little smile, “jeez little Bro, you’re really filling out nicely… I never realized you were such a man…”This was going too far. I know it was “house rules” about the nut grabbing and all, but if my own sister was going to be the chick there who did it the most I was definitely not going to get to fuck any of her sorority sisters! Plus, us siblings were always competitive. Not being one to be one-upped I decided to fight fire with fire. So taking my hands from her hips, where they instinctively landed when she got close, I slid them back and gratuitously squeezed and groped her ass, which I must admit was great.I expected her to yell and get mad, but instead she just let out a long, “Mmmmmmm…” I kept it up a few minutes linger, I think partly because I was determined to shock her like she’d shocked me, and partly because, well, I was standing there feeling up a perfect college coed ass – I wasn’t about to complain over technicalities! But when she failed to freak out over even an extended ass groping (and she was still holding my balls) I decided to up the ante, and so I slid my hands from her ass, to her hips again, and from there up her sides, and (holding my breath) I took both of my Sister’s tits in my hands and kneaded them gently.For sure, I thought, this would sent her freaking out right out the door.
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