Palmeria

"So, Class! Who here is familiar... with this game... called 'Fortnite'?" Mr. Wild asked his class. The entire class raised their hands. Mr. Wild's blue eyes grew wide with a smile as his head nodded approvingly.

"A class of taste, I see!"

"Mr. Wild, is it really tasteful to be familiar with the most popular cross-platform multiplayer game? That feels more-"

"Yes! It is Mister Blake! It shows that we have enough... knowledge, and ability to be able to become aware... of the important things in life!" Mr. Wild answered Liam.

"Of course. The finer things, like Fortnite, Doritos and Mountain Dew Voltage!" Liam exclaimed.

"Exactly! Add in some ice cream and my dog, and you've described my Saturday night!" Mr. Wild added shamelessly.

"Wow." Liam replied. His blue eyes were wide, and he was taken aback by those words, which were so brave, yet so bold.

"What kind of dog do you have?" Cody asked.

"A pug! Her name is Palmeira."

"Palmeira?" Asked Jack, the lanky black boy.

"Yes. I originally named her Palmeiro, after the greatest first baseman in the history of this great nation. But one day I took her out on a walk, and the neighbor's dog, Georgie, started humping her... I wanted him to stop because that's nasty, but he kept on going! Doggy style! And Palmeria didn't stop him, so I realized, he, was actually a she!"

"How long did you have her for?" Liam asked.

"Uhh, a few months before that incident?"

"It took you a few months to realize your dog was a girl? Didn't it's lack of... dick... give that away?" Liam added.

"Well, you see... that's what made it so confusing at first!"

The class sat silent, hoping Mr. Wild is able to finish his thought.

"She humps all my furniture, and legs all the time. And I walk in on her red rocket, all the time! So I thought she was a boy!"

"Wait, wait..." Liam said, shaking his head. "You walked in... on her red rocket?" 

"Yeah! It was massive and it smelled like sticky too!" Mr. Wild added with a snarl, imagining the smell.

Although some found that added bit of information to make the scene too vivid, the situation was not made any clearer still. 

"So... he has a dick?" Nate asked.

"No, it's she! Haven't you been listening Nate?" Mr. Wild asked, almost annoyed.

Nate tilted his head and began to speak "But... If she has a-"

"Mr. Wild." Liam interjected. "Why do you think Palmeira is she?"

"Because she let Georgie hump her!"

The class stayed mostly silent, but Nate kept his mouth shut as a laugh tried to break through.

"Well... that doesn't mean your dog is a girl."

"Liam, stop being ridiculous. That's how it works! A boy puts it in, the girl takes it. Science, my dear student!" Mr. Wild laughed.

Nate's laugh broke through his mouth, as most of the class was unsure how to respond.

"What's so funny, Mister Hogan?"

"Nothing, nothing." Nate said, starting to control himself.

"Mr. Wild, you do know that being gay is a thing, right?" Cody asked.

"Of course you bring that up." Nate laughs to himself.

"Oh shut up Nate." Cody sprang back. "Mr. Wild. Are you saying gay guys are women?"

"Hahaha!!" Mr. Wild laughed strongly. "Oh Mister Brennan. You are a hoot!"

"I don't understand what's so funny." 

"Cody! Don't be ridiculous..." Mr. Wild laughed. "Gay people don't exist!"

Nate exploded in laughter as boisterous as a drunken earthquake.

Mr. Wild, with a confused grin, "Nate! What is so hilarious!?" 

"Mr. Wild, gay people aren't made up fairy tales! They're real!" Cody exclaimed.

With a smile, Mr. Wild asked "Like Big Foot?"

"Yes! Er, no! No! Not like Big Foot! Big Foot isn't real!"

"Oh really? How do you explain those pictures?!" Mr. Wild asked.

"Those grainy, unreliable and disproven pictures?" Liam asked.

"Yes!" Mr. Wild exclaimed.

"Ah those. Yeah, good point." Liam replied sarcastically. "But seriously, gay people exist Mr. Wild."

"I'm sorry, I can't believe you. Why would anyone want something up their bumhole? Why would anyone want to put anything there!!?? That's where poop comes from!" Mr. Wild cried out, cringing at the thought.

Cody replied first. "Just like some guys like Fortnite, some guys... like butt stuff... but not all gays like it, just like not all guys like going down -"

"Thank you Cody. Please, continue to inform us on Gay Culture. What's the difference between an otter, and a twink?" Nate interrupted Cody's explanation. Cody turned to stare at Nate silently, as Nate's was obviously enjoying himself.

"A twink is hairless, an otter has hair on their body. Outside of that, discretion is advised." Liam responded. 

"I think every guy likes to go down on a girl though." Colby said, confident in his assertion.

"Yeah. Who doesn't like some pungent fish?" Said someone in the back, creating some laughter from his peers.

Not wanting to lose topic, "Mr. Wild, have you never seen gay porn before?" Liam asked.

"What!? No, that's not real."

Nate and Liam, along with a few other classmates laughed. Liam was the next to respond.

"Yes it is Mr. Wild. It's real, and very popular!"

"Sure! Next thing I know, you'll be telling me that there's black porn too!"

Nate and Colby exploded in laughter, as most of the class turned to the only black kid in class, Jack, who's eyes were as wide as a puckered, recently reamed anus.

"I..." 

Jack was completely at a loss. He's been told how foolish white men can be sometimes, and he knows Mr. Wild isn't exactly a scholar. But he's never felt so speechless before.

"Mr. Wild, I can prove to you right now! Right now, that both of those exist!" Liam proclaimed, pulling out his phone.

"I can't wait to see this!" Mr. Wild said with a teethy smile. Nate laughed pretty strongly.

"I'll bet you my balls that it exists!" Liam said confidently.

"Deal! And to make it fair... I'll bet too!" Mr. Wild said, walking up close to the front of the desks. He put his hand on Cody's shoulder as he faced Liam. "I'll bet Cody's balls!"

"PERFECT!" Nate exclaimed with passion.

Cody shook his head and yelled out with body and force "WHAT! NO, I DON-"

"Don't were-y Co-Dyyy! It's an easy win! You're perfectly fiinnee!" Mr. Wild said with misguided confidence.

"No, please. Mr. Wild I really don't want-"

"Here! Mr. Wild, right here!" Liam said walking up to Mr. Wild.

Mr. Wild put his hands to his side, looked at his students rectangular electronic box, and had a curious expression on. "All right. Let's see this..."

Cody sat in his chair, looking up in terror. He gulped and tried to prepare himself as he cradled the beautifully crafted eggs sitting graciously in their biologically designed pouch.

After some moments, Mr. Wild's eyes widened with awe and terror.

"OH MY GOD! IT'S SO BIIIGG! WHAT THE FUCKOHMYGODWHY! THAT WON'T FIT IN THAAAARRRRAAHHHOKOKOKOK!!!" Mr. Wild screamed, turning around and bending over at the waist.

"So? Was that real?" Liam asked stating at the screen with a smile.

"Yes, oh my GAAWWWDDD!!! I've never been so repulsed in my whole life!"

"Hey!" Nate said, trying to keep his laughter in check. "There's nothing wrong with black people!"

"No, it's not-" Mr. Wild said turning around at the class. His eyes caught Jack's. Jack looked mostly unaware.

"No, I uh... don't mean anything against your people!" Mr. Wild stammered. 

"My... people?" Jack said with a smile.

"Yeah! Uh, you know. The blacks!"

Nate had tears in his eyes and his cheeks and belly were hurting from all of the breathless laughing. 

"I don't think you can say that..." Allen said with a laugh.

"I can't? I just thought I couldn't say ni-"

"MR. WILD PLEASE!" Cody screamed as he jumped up and tried to save Mr. Wild's job. "Let's get this over with before we do something else we can't come back from..."

"Mr. Wild, may I? I feel it's only fair, since you insulted me and my people..." Jack said with tongue in cheek. He's not insulted, he understands Mr. Wild is just... Mr. Wild. However, he'd love to bash Cody's balls.

"Uhh... sure! Just pretend Cody's balls are the balls of every white man who has ever put down the black man, homie!" Mr. Wild exclaimed with fingers pointing down,  like the whitest man alive. Even Cody chuckled a bit as he held his hefty package, relishing in the lack of pain he's in. He was standing in the front of the room, waiting for Jack to get this over with.

"Or is it homeslice, now? I can never keep up with you people."

"Actually, it's Hambre now." Jack said as he walked up to the front of the room.

"Oh, that makes sense! I like that!" Mr. Wild said nodding his head pleasantly. 

Jack stretched his leg out, pulling it up and in and away as he felt made sense. His brown eyes stayed on Cody's well fitting khakis. He looked up, glancing over Cody's equally fit white dress shirt and red tie. Jack's eyes met with Cody's hazel eyes as he said

"I'm going to break those white balls of yours, you know that right?"

before he looked back down to Cody's crotch.

"Please, have mercy." Cody pleaded.

"Nope. No mercy for those eggs! They're gonna be shattered, cracked, crushed crunched-"

"BASHED, BEATEN!" Mr. Wild interjected with enthusiasm. Jack turned to Mr. Wild and nodded. "Yeah, and-"

"BATTERED! And... uhh..." Mr. Wild interrupted again. 

"BRUISED!" Nate hollered.

"Yes! Bruised and battered and-"

"Broken!" Screamed Liam.

"CRUSHED!" Mr. Wild screamed.

"I already said crushed." Jack said.

"No you didn't." Mr. Wild responded.

"Yeah, I di-"

"OH, CRACKED!" Mr. Wild exclaimed again.

Jack shook his head. "Man, I said that too-"

"DEFERTILIZE!!" Mr. Wild exclaimed again.

Looking at Jack, Liam said "I don't think you said that one." Laughing with heart. 

"Come on, let's just get this over with." Cody said shaking his head. He didn't want to hear all of the things that Jack was going to do to his balls.

"All right, spread-"

"SQUASH!" Mr. Wild screamed out of nowhere. The class silently stared at the interruption. The silence lasted some heavy, yet confused secon-

"DEMOLISH!"

Mr. Wild once again... interrupted the flow of the moment with his own, self-indulgent cry. He held onto his smile, looking around at the empty sounding room, filled with-

"CREAmed... cassstrraatteeedd... dillapitaaate..."

...The look on his face and body language tells me... that it appears Mr. Wild has realized he's oversaturated the market that is representative of Cody's testicles, post busting. However, one can never be too sure.

Some seconds of silent eyes on him seemed to confirm he was done. He let out a cough, and went to rearrange his tie. It was at that point, Mr. Wild realized that he didn't wear a tie today. He decided to just pull his dress shirt off his neck, which he felt was getting a bit constricting by this point.

"...okay. You ready Cody?" Asked Jack, looking back to what matters.

Cody sighed, pulled on the lip of his zipper and tried to figure out the answer to that loaded question.

"No, not really..." Cody said, shaking his head.

"Come on! Do it for Palmeria and every other homosexual!" Allen chanted.

"Do it for all of human nature! Do it for love!" Liam cried.

"Do it for my pleasure!" Nate yelled out, getting some laughs, even one from Cody.

"Haha, alright. This one is for all human beings!" Cody passionately asserted.

"And for knowledge!" Mr. Wild added.

"For knowledge we take for granted." Said Liam.

"And the knowledge that comes from knowing Cody's plums are to be plastered! Come ON!" Nate bellowed restlessly.

"Alright, alright." Cody laughed out, moving his hands to his sides.

Jack practiced a couple kicks, then found his footing. Then he pushed his foot up, gently into Cody's crotch, getting a feel. He realized how big Cody's package was and licked his lips as he thought about crushing it. 

A couple steps back, then Jack sighed out. He took the steps forward and moved his body with the hope that the resulting product would be a pair of broken testicles.

Ferocity, determination and toned calves. Jack swung his foot to Cody's crotch. But Cody was not ready. At the last moment, he moved his hands in and jumped up, trying to move himself away from agony's embrace.

Although he was successful, speaking from a totality perspective, Jack's clubbing foot did strike Cody's hands, and consequently his ample junk. Cody groaned out and stumbled towards the blackboard.

A consensual disapproval moaned out of the English class.

"AWWW WHAT THE FUCK!" Nate cried out in frustration.

"BOOOO CODY BOOOO!" Mr. Wild jeered.

"Come on, he still got me..." Cody groaned on a knee.

"He got the damn air!" Nate cried out.

"He hit my hands!"

"But not your balls, you Bohemian Bastard!" Liam proclaimed. "I demand a redo!"

"Seconded!" Yelled Nate.

"Come on guys... that kick hurt!" Cody whined, grimacing with cupped hands.

"Thirded!" Mr. Wild exclaimed.

"Fourthed!" Added Jack.

"Fived!" Allen screamed.

The class all made their opinions heard, mostly through incorrect numbering. Cody groaned and shook his head.

"Okay, okay!" He said, standing up with a hand held open and high. "I'll take another!"

"Good!" Nate sternly held.

"Don't pussy out this time Cody. No one likes a pussy." Mr. Wild said with strong honesty.

"Yeah, yeah. But this better get me some bonus points, Mr. Wild."

"Why would I give you bonus points?"

"Because you put my balls on the line because you didn't think gay people were real!" Cody retorted, creating laughter.

"You know, I'm still not convinced they are real. Maybe they were just paid a lot of money!"

"Mr. Wild, how much would I have to pay you for a cock that large to go up your butt?" Liam asked.

"Liam, don't be ridiculous. That's priceless!" Mr. Wild cried out.

The class seemed confused as to the response, but no one thought of it for too long. Cody's confused eyes were on the confounding Mr. Wild, and Jack knew this was an opportunity not to be wasted. He reared his foot back and shot it up, between Cody's spread legs and getting full, unquestionable contact with his massive plums. The kick made a loud sounding thwack, as Cody's bulge was smacked and lifted up upon his friends determined black foot. 

The class watched Cody's great bulge get flattened as fully as they could, as Jack's foot was thrown into Cody's crotch, hitting Cody's manhood right square in the middle. Cody's balls were pushed up, and were so spacious, that they were too large to be fully lifted by Jack's foot. The edge's of his testicles were trapped on the side of Jack's intruding foot, as the middle was pushed up and crushed into his pelvis. 

Cody let out a loud, surprised grunt as he pulled his hands in and instantly doubled over. The class cheered, as agony embraced Cody's tender frame, dragging Cody to the cold, unclean floor.

"Awwww... ahhhhh...mmmmoooohhhhhh.... my baaalllss..." was croaked. Cody danced on the floor with agony, as his classmates, friends and teacher cheered and laughed at Cody with one another. Laughing at Cody's dancing frame, as his tight clothes were riding up on his slender but fit frame, laughing at his moans and whimpers. They were very satisfied with Jack's kick, and Cody's reaction. 

"WOOO! DEEEFIIIRTIILLIIZZZZEEEDD!" Mr. Wild roared, concocting further laughter from the class.

"Best kick EVER!" Allen laughed out.

"Out of no where! Did you hear that smack?!" Liam asked, impressed with the booming that kick had.

"It was like an explosion!" Nate answered.

"Totally broke his balls. I felt them under my foot!"

"How'd it feel?!" Asked Mr. Wild, with a loud smile. 

Jack looked with a fulfilled expression, trying to elaborate. "It felt like... awesome! Like I-"

"Like you just got a Victory Royale?" Mr. Wild asked. Jack laughed and nodded.

"Kinda, yeah haha!"

"See class, that's why Fortnite is so awesome! You feel an unmistakable sense of accomplishment when you win the game and put that shotgunning douchebag down! It's something everyone can relate to. Just like you all can relate to that fulfilling feeling of getting your friend with a really good nut shot. Right guys?"

The class as a whole nodded and muttered in agreement. Cody was the only one who moaned in displeasure. It got a couple of laughs.

"That's what's so awesome, that ability to understand how each other feel! Even receiving a solid nut shot, like Cody here. You all know how it feels to be in Cody's shoes, right?"

The class was silent as they nodded.

"That's my assignment for next class. I want you guys to list somethings that we all can relate to! We'll go over them next class!"

As Mr. Wild finished, the bell rang.

"Perfect timing! Enjoy the day guys!" Mr. Wild proclaimed. The class began to leave and head to their next class.

Cody struggled, as he heard the bell ring. He didn't want to be late, but as he tried to get up, another wave rushed over him, and he fell back in anguish, on his side holding his testicles. Mr. Wild bent his knees and rubbed Cody's back.

"Don't worry, I'll write you a note. I'll say you were helping me. Take your time Cody."

Cody nodded and turned on his back to look up. His face was redder, and pain was unquestionably presently overwhelming. But, he let out a smile and croak.

"Thanks Mr. Wild..."

Mr. Wild grinned and stood up. He walked over to his desk, and took a seat. He picked up the hacky sack he keeps on his desk. He tossed it up a few times, then turned and threw it at Cody's prone body. Cody grimaced and shifted at the assault. Mr. Wild laughed gleefully, as he began to grade papers.