Classes were over for the day. Everyone who didn't want to stick around left school to go home and nap and then masturbate. Or masturbate and then nap. Or just nap... or just masturbate. It doesn't particularly matter, because this story isn't about those boring teenage boys.
"Cody, what the fuck are you doing?" Paul asked Cody, who was currently adopting a very suggestive posture. The two were in the empty hallways, and Paul was looking around the school for Cody. They agreed to meet up after school was over. Eventually Paul ended up behind Cody, and saw him doing... something. Cody was furiously moving his right arm up and down in front of his crotch. When Cody heard Paul, Cody jumped and turned around making a frightened noise. When he realized it was just Paul he chuckled and shook his head.
"I have a stain on my pants, I swear." Cody said going back to furiously rubbing his crotch.
"I really hope you aren't telling the truth, because the alternative is so much better to think about."
Cody laughed and shook his head. "Better not come over here then. Wouldn't want to ruin your fantasy."
Paul walked up and rested his head on Cody's shoulder looking down. He saw Cody furiously rubbing a cloth over where crotch.
"Awww..."
"Told you."
"Can you stop that for a minute, and do what I thought you were?"
"Here? In the middle of the fucking hallway?" Cody asked laughing.
"No one's here..." Paul said, looking around.
Cody looked around too, and saw the empty hallway. He shrugged. "It is. But no, sorry."
"Cody, you are such a tease."
"I never gave you any incorrect information. You just assumed cuz u a hoe."
"I am not a hoe..."
"You's a hoe."
Paul glared at Cody with a friendly expression. Cody let out a laugh and playfully pushed Paul. "Lucky for you, I love my hoe's."
Paul laughed loudly. "Cody Brennan, the pimp."
"Nah, they don't call me dat. Dey use mah street name." Cody with animation.
"Your street name?"
"Ye. Heavy C."
"Heavy C. Your street name is Heavy C."
"Ye boi." Cody said using, what I hope, was fake gang signs.
"Dayum, you's a gansgta." Paul said playing along.
"I kno." Cody said nodding his head, going back to the stain on his pants.
"Actually... do you have a... hoe. Like, a girl?"
Cody didn't move his head up and kept his pattern up. "No, not right now. There is this girl I've seen around here sometimes though."
"Oh?" Paul asked curious.
"Yeah... I saw her a few minutes ago. It's how I figured out about this stain actually. We made eye contact and I smiled. She looked down at my pants and then smirked and walked away. That made me a feel a bit weird, but then I looked down and saw this stain."
"How'd that stain even get there?"
"I've no fucking idea dude." Cody said laughing, even more furiously scrubbing at his crotch.
"Hmmm... do you know her name?" Paul asked.
"No idea. Only what she looks like."
"Do tell."
"Well... she's short. She has long luscious blonde hair past her shoulders..."
Just as Cody said this, a girl showed up down the hall. Paul looked up. She was short and owns long luscious blonde hair that goes past her shoulders.
"She has really pretty blue eyes..."
She turned her head around looking for something. She has pretty blue eyes.
"She was wearing short tan shorts..."
The girl was wearing short tan shorts that barely cover anything.
"A too large white shirt that you can see a green bra behind. Huge tits too."
The girl was wearing a large white shirt, with a green bra showing off her huge breasts.
"Cody."
"Paul?"
"Look up."
Cody looked up and saw the girl. She was on her phone, twirling her hair around her finger. She was leaning on the wall.
"Oh shit."
"Go talk to her." Paul encouraged.
"Dude, I have a stain on my junk I-"
"Shut up, it's adorable." Paul said pushing Cody. Cody turned around. He looked somewhat hesitant.
"I'll be right behind you, trust me." He said lowly. He hurried Cody along, who was somewhat hesitant. Paul quickly turned into the stairwell before Cody noticed. When Cody turned to find him, but it's almost like he disappeared into thin air.
"Paul?" He asked loudly, looking around. The noise made the girl look up from her phone. As she did so, Cody looked back in a hurry. The two made eye contact. Cody forced a smile, and held his hands over his crotch. He slowly walked towards her.
"Hey..."
"Hey cutie." She said with a smile.
"Uhh... what's your name."
"Mel."
"Hey Mel."
Mel laughed. "Hey. What's your name?"
"Cody." Cody said with a cute smile. His gorgeous hazel eyes starting straight at Mel with nervous anticipation. He was wearing a dark blue dress shirt, a white stripped blue tie, and white khakis. Mel was looking down and saw his hands over his crotch.
"Why's your hands there?"
"Uhhh..."
"Come on, move them." Mel said, reaching over and moving Cody's hands out of the way slowly. As she did so, the stain on his white pants became visible.
"Awww... you're embarrassed."
Cody's face grew red as he looked down. "I have no idea what that is I swear. I've been trying to get rid of it for the past 5 minutes." Cody said laughing.
"Haha. That's adorable."
Cody laughed with Mel. He rubbed his neck with his hand, trying to think of what to say.
"So what are you doing here." Cody asked, alluding to how girls don't attend all boys high schools.
"I'm here for the soccer game."
"Oh, I didn't know that was today."
"It is. I always come to the soccer games!" Mel said excitedly.
Cody chuckled and ran his hand through his hair. "I guess I'll have to stick around today so I can watch it."
"You totally should..." Mel said moving her hand to Cody's arm, rubbing it gently. Cody looked down at Mel's hand and followed it back to her. His eyes found her cleavage, and found it very difficult to change his perspective. But he did and moved his head to her eyes. She had a flirtatious expression on, biting her lip. Cody felt the situation asked for his lips to grab hers, and went in for it. Cody and Mel shared a passionate kiss for a short, sweet moment.
"What the fuck!?"
Cody and Mel were startled. They turned their head and saw an angry Hispanic teenager, no older then Cody, running at them. His hair was faded on the side, and he had a handsome face. On top of his head, was a stylishly decent set of hair, curving forward.He was wearing the Saint Bernard High School soccer uniform, a light blue shirt with gold stripes on the side along with shorts that match, sporting the Saint Bernard Logo. A golden buffalo. He also had number 3 on the front and back, for it was his number. He was number 3. He was even wearing black metal cleats and equally black high socks. He pushed Cody to the floor.
"What the FUCK!!!???" The man screamed at Cody and Mel.
Cody had no idea what was going on. He was stuttering, shaking and trying to stand up. Cody does not handle stressful situations such as this one very well.
"Uh-uh-uh..."
Cody pushes his body up, but the Hispanic took this opportunity to express his anger. He focused on Cody's large bulge in his white khakis as the confused cutie's his legs were spread, trying to push himself up. The Hispanic let out an angry scream as his cleat threw itself into the bottom of Cody's sack. The cleats dug their way into Cody's large meaty orbs, crushing the squishy balls between the edges of the sharp cleats, and pushing them into Cody's pelvis. Cody instantly cried out a blood-curdling scream as his eyes bulged out and curled his knees up. Cody let out a wheeze and started gasping as his body and consciousness became devastated with the overwhelming testicular agony.
"What the fuck Lucas?"
"What the fuck Lucas??? What the FUCK MEL? WHY WERE YOU KISSING THIS FUCKER?"
"Why did you kick him in the fucking balls?"
"Because he was kissing my fucking girlfriend, that's why." Lucas spat at Mel, getting in her face. Mel stood her ground, not backing down from her testosterone laced boyfriend.
The two intensely stared at each other, inches from each other. Lucas's hazel eyes into Mel's blue eyes. Lucas quickly spun his head around, his stylish hair swaying with his movements. Lucas looked down at Cody, who was still gasping for air, in the fetal position. His eyes were lost, totally unaware of his surroundings. Lucas jumped on top of him and punched him in the side of the head with anger. Lucas angrily punched Cody again, Cody still unable to protect himself. Lucas grabbed Cody by his collar and threw him sitting up against the wall. Cody was weak and dazed. He weakly put a hand up to Lucas's hand on his collar, and tried to move it. But it was no more than a tired puppy's paw. Lucas pulled back and threw Cody's body against the wall.
"Listen here, you fucking prick. That's MY GIRLFRIEND! YOU HEAR ME? MINE!" He spat slapping Cody across the face, causing Cody's head to jerk to the side. If it weren't for Lucas holding him up by his collar, he would've fell to the floor.
"You don't fucking touch my girl. She doesn't want someone like you! She wants a real man. Like ME!" Lucas yelled, pounding his chest with his free hand.
With the hand Lucas just used to establish himself as the alpha male, Lucas reared back and punched Cody in his abdomen, eliciting a grunt. Lucas then threw his forearm aggressively into Cody's face, crushing it against the wall. Lucas screamed into his closed mouth as he put all of his body weight into crushing Cody's skull against the wall. Cody started moaning, and moved both hands up to Lucas's arm.
"Come on kid! Can't fight back?!?! Fucking PATHETIC!"
Lucas let out a cry as he pulled back, and stood himself up. Cody's hands were up at his head, body still in the same position Lucas put him in. Totally vulnerable. Like a sitting duck. Lucas reared back and punted Cody in the stomach with his cleats,which lead Cody to let out a painful grunt as he doubled over. Lucas held his cleat in Cody's stomach. He raised the foot and held the toes of his cleat into Cody's throat. Cody started gagging as he felt his windpipe collapse. His hands flailing around his throat, kicking his legs.
"p-pleaseaawwkkk" Cody weakly pleaded, as his throat was getting crushed. Tears started welling up.
"What? I can't FUCKING UNDERSTAND YOU!" Lucas spat at Cody as he pulled his foot back and jammed it into Cody's face, pushing him against the wall. Lucas's cleats pushing into Cody's handsome face. Cody's hands now at Lucas's foot, trying to push it off. Lucas pushed his entire body weight into Cody as Cody started crying out again. Lucas pulled his foot back and quickly stomped down onto Cody's manhood, like it were a mole to whack. Cody let out a much higher pitched, and far more painful scream.
Lucas twisted his foot around, feeling Cody's dick and balls warp under his metal cleats. Cody's eyes were rolling into the back of his head as he felt his stomach churn and pain erupt from his testicles. His soft manhood getting pulverized by Lucas's metal cleats. Lucas positioned his foot until he felt only Cody's testicles under his shoe. Lucas grinned, grinding the sack, twisting his metal cleats into the meatbags. Tears started rolling out of Cody's eyes as a low, and long high pitched painful groan left his open mouth. Cody was sure his manhood was going to be ruined forever.
"WHAT THE FUCK??!!"
Lucas and Mel turned to the noise, and saw a strong black haired, green eyed boy staring from across the hall, in appropriate uniform. It was Paul. He was wide eyed.
"Oh hey... Paul right?" Lucas said, still grinding his foot into Cody's nuts.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Paul asked, wondering what Cody did to deserve this.
"Teaching this punk a lesson." Lucas said as he lifted his other foot up, balancing one foot soley on Cody's testicles. Cody let out cry and arched his neck.
"Please stop him!" Mel yelled, finally speaking up.
Paul shook out of his fixation and started running at Lucas. Lucas smiled and did a little dance, still on Cody's balls. Before Paul got close enough, Lucas pushed himself off and backed up. Cody let out a loud cry as even more pressure was exerted on his balls before it was all taken off. Finally able to hold his nads, Cody instantly cupped them with as much relief he could muster considering the overwhelming nauseating agony he was in. Paul ran up to Cody, and held his arms as Cody's head fell towards Paul. Cody was crying and whimpering as Paul was kneeling next to him, unsure what to do. He turned back to Lucas and Mel and glared at them.
"Tell your boyfriend not to touch my girlfriend." Lucas said, turning to Mel and giving her a strong kiss, holding her shoulders. He pulled back, then held her by the arm and walked away with determination. Mel begrudgingly followed, but was staring back at Cody the entire time.
Paul shook his head as he looked back to Cody. Cody's cheek was especially red, his eyes were shut. He was having trouble breathing.
"Cody are you okay?" Paul asked sincerly. He soon realized how dumb of a question that is. Cody wasn't able to respond in words, but his body language was more than enough.
"I'm so sorry Cody. Come on, let's get you up." Paul said, standing up. He slowly picked Cody up by his underarms. Cody couldn't keep himself up, and when Paul let go he fell straight back to the floor like a bag of meat. Paul laughed.
"I don't know why I even let you go." Paul said aloud. He lifted the bag of meat again, and moved his neck under Cody's arm. "Come on bro. You're gonna be okay."
Cody was looking down, one hand cupping himself. The other arm over Paul's neck. His knees were bent. Another wave of pain came over Cody was kept himself upright. He let out a grunt and leaned heavily onto Paul.
"I'm here. You can lean on me." Paul said, keeping Cody up. Paul slowly walked with Cody's dead weight on him. He decided to bring Cody to the wrestling locker room. Sometimes the boys stick around there after school. It's as close to a safe place they have at Saint Bernard High School.
Getting down the steps was difficult, but Paul managed to keep them both from falling. Slowly yet surely, they got to the wrestling locker room. No one was in there, but that didn't matter really. Paul gently laid Cody down on a bench. Cody cringed as he was settled down.
"Sorry, sorry."
"It's... okay..." Cody said painfully. "Thank you." Paul looked at Cody. His face was bruised, a cut lying on top of the bruise. It wasn't the ugliest thing Paul's ever seen, but he didn't think it did Cody any favors.
"Can you tell me what happened?" Paul asked, sitting down on his knees as Cody lied on his side facing Paul. Cody opened his eyes and nodded at Paul. He told him he was getting along well with Mel and they started kissing. Then Lucas came running in screaming. He didn't know she had a boyfriend.
Paul shook his head. "I'm gonna fucking kill Lucas I swear. You're gonna be okay?"
"I hope so... they hurt so bad man..." Cody pitifully said, shifting slightly.
"Let me take a look."
"What?"
"Your balls. Let me take a look. See if they're okay."
"I don't know..."
"Come on man. Don't you trust me? I want to make sure you're okay. Plus, I've already seen it... unless the other day at your house was a dream." Paul laughed.
"Oh dude, don't remind me. That was so embarrassing."
"I'm sure. I'm sorry I didn't stop it... I'd offer sucking your dick, to make up for it... but I don't think that'd feel all that good right now." Paul said, joking.
Cody chuckled. He nodded "It's okay. And sure, help he sit up..."
"You want me to suck your dick?"
"What? No. Take a look..."
"I know. Just joking." Paul said, helping Cody sit up. Cody unzippered his khakis. Paul lifted Cody a bit, so it would be easier to slide his pants down. It was easier on Cody, but he still cringed with the movement. Then Cody moved his hands to the waistband of his red Hugo Boss underwear and took a moment before he slid those down too. As he did, his huge package revealed itself. Despite the inherit beauty behind Cody's all natural gift, they looked mangled. His cock and balls had cleat marks over them, and his balls in particular were an ugly shade of purple. His balls also had some cuts around the skin. It wasn't bleeding, but if you poured some alcohol on his balls, Cody would probably squeal like a pig. Paul sat Cody down gently and let Cody's heavy manhood hang off the bench.
"Jesus... first off, you really are gifted. Second... I'm going to fucking kill Lucas." Paul said as looked at Cody's manhood with sympathy. He reached in to feel it but jerked his hand back as he thought it through. He looked up at Cody, who was watching him intently. Cody nodded with a forced smile. Paul looked back at Cody's manhood and gently touched it. Paul first touched Cody's red cock at the shaft then slowly moved his hand down, feeling every inch of the monster in front of him. He got to the head, and gently rubbed it with his thumb and index finger. He then moved the same hand to Cody's ballsack and carefully felt it. Cody made a grunt and moved his legs a bit, but steadied himself. Paul used his other hand to help investigate. With one hand he held the orbs as carefully as he could, and with the other he rolled each individual ball around. Lifting it out of the palm of his hand, looking over every inch of Cody's testicles as best he could. Feeling the meaty bruised spuds thoroughly.
Paul did as good of a job as he could being careful, but Cody's balls were just so sensitive. Every movement Paul made sent a sharp pain jolting through Cody. But he grit his teeth and stayed as still as possible, powering through really well. When Paul looked up at Cody, he saw Cody sweating hard. His eyes were closed and his face looked like he was in a considerable amount of pain. Paul realized the movements were hurting Cody and gently let his testicles go back to a resting position. Paul went back to holding Cody's cock, under the guise of checking for damages. Paul pulled the skin back carefully, with one hand and gently caressed the head of Cody's cock and moved his hand down. Cody let out a low moan as he felt a good feeling. Cody's cock started growing in Paul's hand. It did hurt Cody a bit, since his dick was also sore, but it was nothing compared to how his balls felt. Paul's eyebrow raised and looked up at Cody. Cody looked down and noticed the situation. His eyes grew and he looked embarrassed. Cody panicked and smacked Paul's hand away. Cody didn't think this through. Along with smacking Paul's hand away, he also smacked the head of his own cock, which caused him to cry out and double over. Paul laughed and moved his hands to his knees.
"Well done Cody. Nice."
"Fuck off..."
"Oh my. What do we have here?"
Paul turned around on a spin, as Cody looked up with his eyes wide. Behind them was the Captain of the Wrestling Team, Sven. He was smiling wide with his arms crossed, walking up to the two boys who were in a... interesting position.
"I don't know what it looks like, but this isn't it." Cody said hurriedly, with his hands over his naked genitals.
"It looks like your naked with your pants around your ankles. And Paulie here, sitting right in front of your dick."
"...Okay, that is happening. But we're not... doing anything." Cody said, extremely embarrassed, not able to look at Sven.
"It's not what you think. You know Lucas?" Paul said.
"Lucas? That piece of shit soccer player?"
"Yeah. Him. He did this to Cody." Paul said, motioning to Cody's crotch.
"He glued Cody's hand to his genitals?"
"No." Paul said laughing. "Move your hands Cody."
Cody looked at Paul with a worried expression. Paul returned the expression with one of easiness. "Come on Cody, it's okay. It's just us 3. We're all friends, right?" Paul said looking at Sven. Sven smirked and nodded.
"Of course. Let's take a look. I won't spread any rumors about how small you are, don't worry." Sven said as he walked up to Cody and knelled down next to Paul.
"Oh, I'm sure you won't." Paul said laughing. Both looked at Cody, who was sitting there feeling very vulnerable. He looked at both boys, both waiting for him to reveal himself. Cody sighed and moved his hands, letting his mangled manhood hang loosely.
"Holy fuck." Sven said wide eyed, leaning in.
"I know." Paul added.
"What the fuck did you do, stick something in his girlfriend?" Sven said laughing.
"He stuck his tongue in her." Paul said.
"Why would you do that."
"I didn't know it was his girlfriend. I was just talking to her, and... it just happened. Then he came running in and beat me down before I could say anything."
Sven shook his head, changing his perspective trying to see as much of Cody's package as he could. "I don't want to touch it, because it looks fucking ugly. But Jesus dude, he fucking crushed you... are you okay? How long ago did this happen."
"I'm not sure. Paul came running in and scared him off, then he carried me here."
Sven looked and Paul and gave him a nod. "Good on Paul. Listen, we have some... off the record nutrients... I'll go get them. You'll feel a bit better." Sven said getting up, running off for a bit. He quickly came back with a pill bottle and a water.
"Okay... take ONLY ONE, and some water." Sven said handing Cody the pill and water bottle.
"Wait, what is this?" Paul asked putting his hands over the bottles as Cody was about to reach for them.
"Something that will help him feel better." Sven said, looking at Paul. Paul's expression changed.
"Are these..."
"These will help with the pain, I'm sure he's in. You're hurting, right Cody?" Sven said turning to Cody.
Cody nodded and looked down.
"It's fine Paul." Sven added.
Paul shook his head. "How about he just smokes a bowl or something, that'll help. Wouldn't it?"
"Yes. But as I'm sure you know... that fucking smells. I can't talk my way outta smoking a bowl in the locker room. I can just say these are prescription or something. Trust me, this is fine."
Paul glared at Sven. But he turned to Cody and nodded.
"Take one, and ONLY one. Don't come to Sven asking for more."
Cody nodded and smiled at Paul. He leaned over and took the bottles and lied them on the bench next to him. He worked on that as Paul turned to Sven. Sven noticed Paul's glare and smirked, shaking his head.
"You worry too much. I wouldn't of given it to Cody if I didn't think it'd be fine. I get your concern, I do. But it's fine." Sven said, rubbing Paul's shoulder. Paul nodded and looked down, rubbing his own hair.
Cody took the pill and drowned it. He let out a sigh and raised his head. The pain was still strong in him, and he grunted as he doubled over.
"Soon you'll feel better. In the meantime... there's a soccer game today, right?" Sven said.
"Yeah." Paul said.
"Well... let's go talk to the Saint Bernard Buffalo's before their game. Give our favorite soccer player a little... pep talk." Sven said slyly. Paul smiled and nodded.
"Sounds like a fucking plan."
"That's what I like to hear." Sven said standing up. He gave Paul his hand and pulled him up.
"Okay, we're gonna go. You should put your clothes back on Cody. You can stay here of course, but I'm probably just gonna get some seats in the bleachers after we're done with Lucas." Sven said aloud.
"That sounds fun. See you there Cody?"
"Maybe, Let's see how I'm feeling."
"Of course." Paul replied, rubbing Cody's curly brown hair. "Feel better bro." Paul said, as he and Sven turned to leave the locker room. Cody watched them leave as he sat there in his dark blue dress shirt and stripped white blue tie. His white khakis and red underwear around his ankles. He looked down and carefully stood up, and with even more caution raised them up.
"Cody, what the fuck are you doing?" Paul asked Cody, who was currently adopting a very suggestive posture. The two were in the empty hallways, and Paul was looking around the school for Cody. They agreed to meet up after school was over. Eventually Paul ended up behind Cody, and saw him doing... something. Cody was furiously moving his right arm up and down in front of his crotch. When Cody heard Paul, Cody jumped and turned around making a frightened noise. When he realized it was just Paul he chuckled and shook his head.
"I have a stain on my pants, I swear." Cody said going back to furiously rubbing his crotch.
"I really hope you aren't telling the truth, because the alternative is so much better to think about."
Cody laughed and shook his head. "Better not come over here then. Wouldn't want to ruin your fantasy."
Paul walked up and rested his head on Cody's shoulder looking down. He saw Cody furiously rubbing a cloth over where crotch.
"Awww..."
"Told you."
"Can you stop that for a minute, and do what I thought you were?"
"Here? In the middle of the fucking hallway?" Cody asked laughing.
"No one's here..." Paul said, looking around.
Cody looked around too, and saw the empty hallway. He shrugged. "It is. But no, sorry."
"Cody, you are such a tease."
"I never gave you any incorrect information. You just assumed cuz u a hoe."
"I am not a hoe..."
"You's a hoe."
Paul glared at Cody with a friendly expression. Cody let out a laugh and playfully pushed Paul. "Lucky for you, I love my hoe's."
Paul laughed loudly. "Cody Brennan, the pimp."
"Nah, they don't call me dat. Dey use mah street name." Cody with animation.
"Your street name?"
"Ye. Heavy C."
"Heavy C. Your street name is Heavy C."
"Ye boi." Cody said using, what I hope, was fake gang signs.
"Dayum, you's a gansgta." Paul said playing along.
"I kno." Cody said nodding his head, going back to the stain on his pants.
"Actually... do you have a... hoe. Like, a girl?"
Cody didn't move his head up and kept his pattern up. "No, not right now. There is this girl I've seen around here sometimes though."
"Oh?" Paul asked curious.
"Yeah... I saw her a few minutes ago. It's how I figured out about this stain actually. We made eye contact and I smiled. She looked down at my pants and then smirked and walked away. That made me a feel a bit weird, but then I looked down and saw this stain."
"How'd that stain even get there?"
"I've no fucking idea dude." Cody said laughing, even more furiously scrubbing at his crotch.
"Hmmm... do you know her name?" Paul asked.
"No idea. Only what she looks like."
"Do tell."
"Well... she's short. She has long luscious blonde hair past her shoulders..."
Just as Cody said this, a girl showed up down the hall. Paul looked up. She was short and owns long luscious blonde hair that goes past her shoulders.
"She has really pretty blue eyes..."
She turned her head around looking for something. She has pretty blue eyes.
"She was wearing short tan shorts..."
The girl was wearing short tan shorts that barely cover anything.
"A too large white shirt that you can see a green bra behind. Huge tits too."
The girl was wearing a large white shirt, with a green bra showing off her huge breasts.
"Cody."
"Paul?"
"Look up."
Cody looked up and saw the girl. She was on her phone, twirling her hair around her finger. She was leaning on the wall.
"Oh shit."
"Go talk to her." Paul encouraged.
"Dude, I have a stain on my junk I-"
"Shut up, it's adorable." Paul said pushing Cody. Cody turned around. He looked somewhat hesitant.
"I'll be right behind you, trust me." He said lowly. He hurried Cody along, who was somewhat hesitant. Paul quickly turned into the stairwell before Cody noticed. When Cody turned to find him, but it's almost like he disappeared into thin air.
"Paul?" He asked loudly, looking around. The noise made the girl look up from her phone. As she did so, Cody looked back in a hurry. The two made eye contact. Cody forced a smile, and held his hands over his crotch. He slowly walked towards her.
"Hey..."
"Hey cutie." She said with a smile.
"Uhh... what's your name."
"Mel."
"Hey Mel."
Mel laughed. "Hey. What's your name?"
"Cody." Cody said with a cute smile. His gorgeous hazel eyes starting straight at Mel with nervous anticipation. He was wearing a dark blue dress shirt, a white stripped blue tie, and white khakis. Mel was looking down and saw his hands over his crotch.
"Why's your hands there?"
"Uhhh..."
"Come on, move them." Mel said, reaching over and moving Cody's hands out of the way slowly. As she did so, the stain on his white pants became visible.
"Awww... you're embarrassed."
Cody's face grew red as he looked down. "I have no idea what that is I swear. I've been trying to get rid of it for the past 5 minutes." Cody said laughing.
"Haha. That's adorable."
Cody laughed with Mel. He rubbed his neck with his hand, trying to think of what to say.
"So what are you doing here." Cody asked, alluding to how girls don't attend all boys high schools.
"I'm here for the soccer game."
"Oh, I didn't know that was today."
"It is. I always come to the soccer games!" Mel said excitedly.
Cody chuckled and ran his hand through his hair. "I guess I'll have to stick around today so I can watch it."
"You totally should..." Mel said moving her hand to Cody's arm, rubbing it gently. Cody looked down at Mel's hand and followed it back to her. His eyes found her cleavage, and found it very difficult to change his perspective. But he did and moved his head to her eyes. She had a flirtatious expression on, biting her lip. Cody felt the situation asked for his lips to grab hers, and went in for it. Cody and Mel shared a passionate kiss for a short, sweet moment.
"What the fuck!?"
Cody and Mel were startled. They turned their head and saw an angry Hispanic teenager, no older then Cody, running at them. His hair was faded on the side, and he had a handsome face. On top of his head, was a stylishly decent set of hair, curving forward.He was wearing the Saint Bernard High School soccer uniform, a light blue shirt with gold stripes on the side along with shorts that match, sporting the Saint Bernard Logo. A golden buffalo. He also had number 3 on the front and back, for it was his number. He was number 3. He was even wearing black metal cleats and equally black high socks. He pushed Cody to the floor.
"What the FUCK!!!???" The man screamed at Cody and Mel.
Cody had no idea what was going on. He was stuttering, shaking and trying to stand up. Cody does not handle stressful situations such as this one very well.
"Uh-uh-uh..."
Cody pushes his body up, but the Hispanic took this opportunity to express his anger. He focused on Cody's large bulge in his white khakis as the confused cutie's his legs were spread, trying to push himself up. The Hispanic let out an angry scream as his cleat threw itself into the bottom of Cody's sack. The cleats dug their way into Cody's large meaty orbs, crushing the squishy balls between the edges of the sharp cleats, and pushing them into Cody's pelvis. Cody instantly cried out a blood-curdling scream as his eyes bulged out and curled his knees up. Cody let out a wheeze and started gasping as his body and consciousness became devastated with the overwhelming testicular agony.
"What the fuck Lucas?"
"What the fuck Lucas??? What the FUCK MEL? WHY WERE YOU KISSING THIS FUCKER?"
"Why did you kick him in the fucking balls?"
"Because he was kissing my fucking girlfriend, that's why." Lucas spat at Mel, getting in her face. Mel stood her ground, not backing down from her testosterone laced boyfriend.
The two intensely stared at each other, inches from each other. Lucas's hazel eyes into Mel's blue eyes. Lucas quickly spun his head around, his stylish hair swaying with his movements. Lucas looked down at Cody, who was still gasping for air, in the fetal position. His eyes were lost, totally unaware of his surroundings. Lucas jumped on top of him and punched him in the side of the head with anger. Lucas angrily punched Cody again, Cody still unable to protect himself. Lucas grabbed Cody by his collar and threw him sitting up against the wall. Cody was weak and dazed. He weakly put a hand up to Lucas's hand on his collar, and tried to move it. But it was no more than a tired puppy's paw. Lucas pulled back and threw Cody's body against the wall.
"Listen here, you fucking prick. That's MY GIRLFRIEND! YOU HEAR ME? MINE!" He spat slapping Cody across the face, causing Cody's head to jerk to the side. If it weren't for Lucas holding him up by his collar, he would've fell to the floor.
"You don't fucking touch my girl. She doesn't want someone like you! She wants a real man. Like ME!" Lucas yelled, pounding his chest with his free hand.
With the hand Lucas just used to establish himself as the alpha male, Lucas reared back and punched Cody in his abdomen, eliciting a grunt. Lucas then threw his forearm aggressively into Cody's face, crushing it against the wall. Lucas screamed into his closed mouth as he put all of his body weight into crushing Cody's skull against the wall. Cody started moaning, and moved both hands up to Lucas's arm.
"Come on kid! Can't fight back?!?! Fucking PATHETIC!"
Lucas let out a cry as he pulled back, and stood himself up. Cody's hands were up at his head, body still in the same position Lucas put him in. Totally vulnerable. Like a sitting duck. Lucas reared back and punted Cody in the stomach with his cleats,which lead Cody to let out a painful grunt as he doubled over. Lucas held his cleat in Cody's stomach. He raised the foot and held the toes of his cleat into Cody's throat. Cody started gagging as he felt his windpipe collapse. His hands flailing around his throat, kicking his legs.
"p-pleaseaawwkkk" Cody weakly pleaded, as his throat was getting crushed. Tears started welling up.
"What? I can't FUCKING UNDERSTAND YOU!" Lucas spat at Cody as he pulled his foot back and jammed it into Cody's face, pushing him against the wall. Lucas's cleats pushing into Cody's handsome face. Cody's hands now at Lucas's foot, trying to push it off. Lucas pushed his entire body weight into Cody as Cody started crying out again. Lucas pulled his foot back and quickly stomped down onto Cody's manhood, like it were a mole to whack. Cody let out a much higher pitched, and far more painful scream.
Lucas twisted his foot around, feeling Cody's dick and balls warp under his metal cleats. Cody's eyes were rolling into the back of his head as he felt his stomach churn and pain erupt from his testicles. His soft manhood getting pulverized by Lucas's metal cleats. Lucas positioned his foot until he felt only Cody's testicles under his shoe. Lucas grinned, grinding the sack, twisting his metal cleats into the meatbags. Tears started rolling out of Cody's eyes as a low, and long high pitched painful groan left his open mouth. Cody was sure his manhood was going to be ruined forever.
"WHAT THE FUCK??!!"
Lucas and Mel turned to the noise, and saw a strong black haired, green eyed boy staring from across the hall, in appropriate uniform. It was Paul. He was wide eyed.
"Oh hey... Paul right?" Lucas said, still grinding his foot into Cody's nuts.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Paul asked, wondering what Cody did to deserve this.
"Teaching this punk a lesson." Lucas said as he lifted his other foot up, balancing one foot soley on Cody's testicles. Cody let out cry and arched his neck.
"Please stop him!" Mel yelled, finally speaking up.
Paul shook out of his fixation and started running at Lucas. Lucas smiled and did a little dance, still on Cody's balls. Before Paul got close enough, Lucas pushed himself off and backed up. Cody let out a loud cry as even more pressure was exerted on his balls before it was all taken off. Finally able to hold his nads, Cody instantly cupped them with as much relief he could muster considering the overwhelming nauseating agony he was in. Paul ran up to Cody, and held his arms as Cody's head fell towards Paul. Cody was crying and whimpering as Paul was kneeling next to him, unsure what to do. He turned back to Lucas and Mel and glared at them.
"Tell your boyfriend not to touch my girlfriend." Lucas said, turning to Mel and giving her a strong kiss, holding her shoulders. He pulled back, then held her by the arm and walked away with determination. Mel begrudgingly followed, but was staring back at Cody the entire time.
Paul shook his head as he looked back to Cody. Cody's cheek was especially red, his eyes were shut. He was having trouble breathing.
"Cody are you okay?" Paul asked sincerly. He soon realized how dumb of a question that is. Cody wasn't able to respond in words, but his body language was more than enough.
"I'm so sorry Cody. Come on, let's get you up." Paul said, standing up. He slowly picked Cody up by his underarms. Cody couldn't keep himself up, and when Paul let go he fell straight back to the floor like a bag of meat. Paul laughed.
"I don't know why I even let you go." Paul said aloud. He lifted the bag of meat again, and moved his neck under Cody's arm. "Come on bro. You're gonna be okay."
Cody was looking down, one hand cupping himself. The other arm over Paul's neck. His knees were bent. Another wave of pain came over Cody was kept himself upright. He let out a grunt and leaned heavily onto Paul.
"I'm here. You can lean on me." Paul said, keeping Cody up. Paul slowly walked with Cody's dead weight on him. He decided to bring Cody to the wrestling locker room. Sometimes the boys stick around there after school. It's as close to a safe place they have at Saint Bernard High School.
Getting down the steps was difficult, but Paul managed to keep them both from falling. Slowly yet surely, they got to the wrestling locker room. No one was in there, but that didn't matter really. Paul gently laid Cody down on a bench. Cody cringed as he was settled down.
"Sorry, sorry."
"It's... okay..." Cody said painfully. "Thank you." Paul looked at Cody. His face was bruised, a cut lying on top of the bruise. It wasn't the ugliest thing Paul's ever seen, but he didn't think it did Cody any favors.
"Can you tell me what happened?" Paul asked, sitting down on his knees as Cody lied on his side facing Paul. Cody opened his eyes and nodded at Paul. He told him he was getting along well with Mel and they started kissing. Then Lucas came running in screaming. He didn't know she had a boyfriend.
Paul shook his head. "I'm gonna fucking kill Lucas I swear. You're gonna be okay?"
"I hope so... they hurt so bad man..." Cody pitifully said, shifting slightly.
"Let me take a look."
"What?"
"Your balls. Let me take a look. See if they're okay."
"I don't know..."
"Come on man. Don't you trust me? I want to make sure you're okay. Plus, I've already seen it... unless the other day at your house was a dream." Paul laughed.
"Oh dude, don't remind me. That was so embarrassing."
"I'm sure. I'm sorry I didn't stop it... I'd offer sucking your dick, to make up for it... but I don't think that'd feel all that good right now." Paul said, joking.
Cody chuckled. He nodded "It's okay. And sure, help he sit up..."
"You want me to suck your dick?"
"What? No. Take a look..."
"I know. Just joking." Paul said, helping Cody sit up. Cody unzippered his khakis. Paul lifted Cody a bit, so it would be easier to slide his pants down. It was easier on Cody, but he still cringed with the movement. Then Cody moved his hands to the waistband of his red Hugo Boss underwear and took a moment before he slid those down too. As he did, his huge package revealed itself. Despite the inherit beauty behind Cody's all natural gift, they looked mangled. His cock and balls had cleat marks over them, and his balls in particular were an ugly shade of purple. His balls also had some cuts around the skin. It wasn't bleeding, but if you poured some alcohol on his balls, Cody would probably squeal like a pig. Paul sat Cody down gently and let Cody's heavy manhood hang off the bench.
"Jesus... first off, you really are gifted. Second... I'm going to fucking kill Lucas." Paul said as looked at Cody's manhood with sympathy. He reached in to feel it but jerked his hand back as he thought it through. He looked up at Cody, who was watching him intently. Cody nodded with a forced smile. Paul looked back at Cody's manhood and gently touched it. Paul first touched Cody's red cock at the shaft then slowly moved his hand down, feeling every inch of the monster in front of him. He got to the head, and gently rubbed it with his thumb and index finger. He then moved the same hand to Cody's ballsack and carefully felt it. Cody made a grunt and moved his legs a bit, but steadied himself. Paul used his other hand to help investigate. With one hand he held the orbs as carefully as he could, and with the other he rolled each individual ball around. Lifting it out of the palm of his hand, looking over every inch of Cody's testicles as best he could. Feeling the meaty bruised spuds thoroughly.
Paul did as good of a job as he could being careful, but Cody's balls were just so sensitive. Every movement Paul made sent a sharp pain jolting through Cody. But he grit his teeth and stayed as still as possible, powering through really well. When Paul looked up at Cody, he saw Cody sweating hard. His eyes were closed and his face looked like he was in a considerable amount of pain. Paul realized the movements were hurting Cody and gently let his testicles go back to a resting position. Paul went back to holding Cody's cock, under the guise of checking for damages. Paul pulled the skin back carefully, with one hand and gently caressed the head of Cody's cock and moved his hand down. Cody let out a low moan as he felt a good feeling. Cody's cock started growing in Paul's hand. It did hurt Cody a bit, since his dick was also sore, but it was nothing compared to how his balls felt. Paul's eyebrow raised and looked up at Cody. Cody looked down and noticed the situation. His eyes grew and he looked embarrassed. Cody panicked and smacked Paul's hand away. Cody didn't think this through. Along with smacking Paul's hand away, he also smacked the head of his own cock, which caused him to cry out and double over. Paul laughed and moved his hands to his knees.
"Well done Cody. Nice."
"Fuck off..."
"Oh my. What do we have here?"
Paul turned around on a spin, as Cody looked up with his eyes wide. Behind them was the Captain of the Wrestling Team, Sven. He was smiling wide with his arms crossed, walking up to the two boys who were in a... interesting position.
"I don't know what it looks like, but this isn't it." Cody said hurriedly, with his hands over his naked genitals.
"It looks like your naked with your pants around your ankles. And Paulie here, sitting right in front of your dick."
"...Okay, that is happening. But we're not... doing anything." Cody said, extremely embarrassed, not able to look at Sven.
"It's not what you think. You know Lucas?" Paul said.
"Lucas? That piece of shit soccer player?"
"Yeah. Him. He did this to Cody." Paul said, motioning to Cody's crotch.
"He glued Cody's hand to his genitals?"
"No." Paul said laughing. "Move your hands Cody."
Cody looked at Paul with a worried expression. Paul returned the expression with one of easiness. "Come on Cody, it's okay. It's just us 3. We're all friends, right?" Paul said looking at Sven. Sven smirked and nodded.
"Of course. Let's take a look. I won't spread any rumors about how small you are, don't worry." Sven said as he walked up to Cody and knelled down next to Paul.
"Oh, I'm sure you won't." Paul said laughing. Both looked at Cody, who was sitting there feeling very vulnerable. He looked at both boys, both waiting for him to reveal himself. Cody sighed and moved his hands, letting his mangled manhood hang loosely.
"Holy fuck." Sven said wide eyed, leaning in.
"I know." Paul added.
"What the fuck did you do, stick something in his girlfriend?" Sven said laughing.
"He stuck his tongue in her." Paul said.
"Why would you do that."
"I didn't know it was his girlfriend. I was just talking to her, and... it just happened. Then he came running in and beat me down before I could say anything."
Sven shook his head, changing his perspective trying to see as much of Cody's package as he could. "I don't want to touch it, because it looks fucking ugly. But Jesus dude, he fucking crushed you... are you okay? How long ago did this happen."
"I'm not sure. Paul came running in and scared him off, then he carried me here."
Sven looked and Paul and gave him a nod. "Good on Paul. Listen, we have some... off the record nutrients... I'll go get them. You'll feel a bit better." Sven said getting up, running off for a bit. He quickly came back with a pill bottle and a water.
"Okay... take ONLY ONE, and some water." Sven said handing Cody the pill and water bottle.
"Wait, what is this?" Paul asked putting his hands over the bottles as Cody was about to reach for them.
"Something that will help him feel better." Sven said, looking at Paul. Paul's expression changed.
"Are these..."
"These will help with the pain, I'm sure he's in. You're hurting, right Cody?" Sven said turning to Cody.
Cody nodded and looked down.
"It's fine Paul." Sven added.
Paul shook his head. "How about he just smokes a bowl or something, that'll help. Wouldn't it?"
"Yes. But as I'm sure you know... that fucking smells. I can't talk my way outta smoking a bowl in the locker room. I can just say these are prescription or something. Trust me, this is fine."
Paul glared at Sven. But he turned to Cody and nodded.
"Take one, and ONLY one. Don't come to Sven asking for more."
Cody nodded and smiled at Paul. He leaned over and took the bottles and lied them on the bench next to him. He worked on that as Paul turned to Sven. Sven noticed Paul's glare and smirked, shaking his head.
"You worry too much. I wouldn't of given it to Cody if I didn't think it'd be fine. I get your concern, I do. But it's fine." Sven said, rubbing Paul's shoulder. Paul nodded and looked down, rubbing his own hair.
Cody took the pill and drowned it. He let out a sigh and raised his head. The pain was still strong in him, and he grunted as he doubled over.
"Soon you'll feel better. In the meantime... there's a soccer game today, right?" Sven said.
"Yeah." Paul said.
"Well... let's go talk to the Saint Bernard Buffalo's before their game. Give our favorite soccer player a little... pep talk." Sven said slyly. Paul smiled and nodded.
"Sounds like a fucking plan."
"That's what I like to hear." Sven said standing up. He gave Paul his hand and pulled him up.
"Okay, we're gonna go. You should put your clothes back on Cody. You can stay here of course, but I'm probably just gonna get some seats in the bleachers after we're done with Lucas." Sven said aloud.
"That sounds fun. See you there Cody?"
"Maybe, Let's see how I'm feeling."
"Of course." Paul replied, rubbing Cody's curly brown hair. "Feel better bro." Paul said, as he and Sven turned to leave the locker room. Cody watched them leave as he sat there in his dark blue dress shirt and stripped white blue tie. His white khakis and red underwear around his ankles. He looked down and carefully stood up, and with even more caution raised them up.
Wow Lenny, that was well and truly brutal! Poor Cody, he and his wonderful package always gets it… Lucas is turning out to be a real villain here, busting both Justin and Cody. I’m sure he’ll get what’s coming for him though…
ReplyDeleteHehe, he might, he might... hope you enjoyed part 2!
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