Stories about ballbusting, cbt and castration fantasies

This is another translated version of an old story of mine. I wrote it back in 2006 with the age of 16 years. I hope the translation is fine, just as for the other translations I used some translation tools and corrected some parts manually. --- I was on my way home from school and I was very tired. During the bus ride I therefore hardly noticed what was happening around me. When I had to get out, I was asleep and wouldn't have gotten out if my sister hadn't woken me up. When we were home I went to my room, started the computer and chatted and played some games. In the evening I went to bed earlier than usual. My sister just came into my room when I was changing my clothes and had a clear view of my genitals. She apologized with a smile on her face and went back out of the room to the door to tell me that our parents are going to visit our grandparents tomorrow. She asked me if I would like to come along with them or stay at home. I wanted to stay home, as otherwise I ha...

The following story is a translated version of an imaginary story I wrote when I was 15 years old. Even to me now, this story seems to be quite extreme, especially when you think about that I was only 15 when I had all those ideas! --- It was like every other day after school. I met the girls from my street outside like we often do. We were forming some sort of gang together. But something on that day was different..... I met them, as usual, in our hangout. It was a medium-sized room in which all seven fitted in well. The 6 girls were all waiting for me. Me, the only boy, was 15 years old, the girls were 15,14,13,13,11 and 11 years old. So, as normal, we were hanging out together and told each other what had happened so far during the day.  Christina, the 15-year-old girl, was talking to me. She was my secret love, I had a crush on her, but she didn't know that. After a few minutes I realized that somehow I was standing in the middle and everybody was looking at me. Sudde...