Saint Bernard High School

This is the first official story of the cohesive story-universe-thingie I mentioned earlier. It's 3rd person, and I hope you guys enjoy it! Most stories will likely be in this manner, unless I get inspired to write something else. Hope you guys enjoy!

In the halls of Saint Bernard High School, there are many students. Some short, some tall. Some skinny, some fat. Some determined, some lazy. Some hot, some… not so hot.

But one of the few things they all have in common… they all have dick’s and balls.

Saint Bernard High School is an All Boys Catholic High School. The purpose of All Boys High Schools is so the boys get a “superior education”

An education without the indecent and lewd distraction that is the opposite sex. Because how can a young adolescent boy, who is just starting to figure out what his body is used for, be asked to pay attention in Math class when the prospect of titties are also in play? It’s obviously something that just cannot happen. So, All Boys School’s came into fruition, and enrolled many blessed boys into its ranks.

Something that is quite commonplace in All Boy’s Schools, is horseplay. Because boys are in fact… boys.

With no girls around to show off for and prove that they are the apex. With no girls around to impress and prove that they are fertile, that they are the best bet for a successful life of comfort, money, children and a wildly crude sex life... the boys can just be themselves. They can just be who they really are.

A lot of kids, especially those between the ages of 14 and 18, enjoy doing many things. Yes, one of those things is masturbating, however that isn’t condoned in an All Boys Catholic High School, so this story isn’t about that.

This story is about something far more… unscrupulous.

Well, I shouldn’t say this story is about anything. It is a story, like any other. There are many elements. But this story, and most stories involving Saint Bernard High School and it’s students, will have a recurring theme.

That theme is ballbusting.

Nary a day goes by without a kid in Saint Bernard feeling sick to his stomach, feeling a dull ache, an overwhelming pain that causes everything else to shrink in importance.

And the reason they feel this, the reason they curl into the fetal position, crying, is the same reason that they are here in the first place.

Because of their balls.

Justin is a 16 year old boy, who has the utmost pleasure of attending Saint Bernard’s High School. Justin’s a friendly guy, almost everyone likes him. Funny, friendly, always willing to talk. Justin is a popular guy.

Justin is tall, towers at 6’3. He has dark blue eyes, and dirty blonde hair. Justin’s father happens to be a model, and has had the honor of having his old man pass down some of those genes. Justin is stunningly handsome. High cheekbones, defined jawline. Nose isn’t too large, has a smile that would make any girl squirt; if there were any in Saint Bernard’s High School.

Justin’s body is something to marvel at. He works out, is a part of both the Saint Bernard football, wrestling and baseball team. He’s fit, has a firm 6 pack, great biceps, triceps, pecs, and buns just to name a few. Justin has it all going for him. And of course, his manhood is well above average. 6 inches soft, and it grows up to 8 inches when something tickles his pickle. And what good is sausage without eggs? Justin’s testicles are basically two eggs dangling between his legs, they are large, firm, and perfectly shaped. They dwarf most balls in size. Justin has it all going for him.

Except for one thing.

His eggs are very reminiscent of eggs, not only in size and shape. But in vulnerability.

Justin was in the locker room changing out of his wrestling singlet, which does not leave much to the imagination. He pulled the straps off, and looked into his locker. Behind him he heard

“Hey Justin”

Justin, being called for, turned around. He sees his teammate and good friend, Liam. Liam is a year ahead of Justin, and is an even 6’0, with strawberry red hair and light blue eyes. He is also fit, similar build to Justin. Liam is packing, with a 6 incher. However his balls are not quite as magnificent as Justin’s.

“What’s up Liam?” Justin asked with a smile.

“Not much man, just gonna head out. Good practice today” Liam says, offering his hand out

Justin stretches his hand out for a bro hug. Liam pulls him close, and brings his knee up into Justin’s testicles, pressing the eggs into an un-egg shape.

“OOOMPHF” Justin lets out as he falls down almost instantly.

“Hahahaha… oh man Justin, I feel so bad for you. You’re balls are sooooo weak haha” Liam says while looking at Justin on the floor, cradling his balls

“Yeah man… it’s a real curse…” Justin weakly lets out as starts to cough. Both of Justin’s balls feel like they are on fire, as the pain radiates up into his stomach. The knee Liam gave will make any man feel pain, but it really wasn’t too swift.

“Anyone else would just double over and slow down a bit after a weak knee like that. But you? You just fall like a sack of potatoes.” Liam says jokingly

“Mmmhhmmm…” Justin says, as he rolls over onto his back, one hand down his singlet, massaging his manhood.

Justin’s balls are very sensitive, and everyone knew it. And they used this common knowledge whenever they were bored and felt the need for some entertainment.

This was entertaining because not only did it hurt Justin very much, but because nut shots are just plain funny.

“All right man, I meant what I said, I’m heading out. And good practice man, seriously.”

“See ya…” Justin croaked out as Liam left the locker room.

Justin closed his eyes, and held his knees up to relieve the pain. His other teammates saw this and did the only reasonable thing.

The Captain of the wrestling team, Sven, took it upon himself to carry the deed out. Sven looks very similar to Justin, although his hair and eyes are a lighter shade, and he isn’t as towering.

However, he is twice as cunning.

Sven silently crept over to where Justin lay in agony, and set himself in front of Justin’s pouch. Sven saw his juicy targets, a bulge in front of him, making it almost impossible to miss. Sven licked his lips.

Sven took a step back, and punted the balls like he were the captain of the soccer team. With a loud smack. his foot connected, causing Justin’s nuggets to snap in his pouch.

“FUUUUUUUUUCKKKKK” Justin screamed as an entirely new, and far more devastating wave of pain coursed over his sexy body.

“Oh man, that had to really hurt haha” Sven let out, cringing in sympathy. Teammates are nearby, and most are laughing while holding their own crotch... pointing and laughing. Some are cringing and protecting themselves.

Justin didn’t hear Sven’s pity or his teammates over the excruciatingly painful ache in his balls. The debilitating pain only a man can feel. A crippling agony only Justin can feel, because he’s the only one who’s balls are so sensitive.

Nothing else matters to Justin right now. He’s groaning, he’s moving back and forth, cradling his aching nuts. Pain masks his face as tears dam up in his eyes. Making noises that says to anyone who can hear it “I’m writhing in agony, I’m in unbearable pain and there's nothing I can do to ease it.”

Justin holding his berries, face on the floor as he lifts his lower body into the air. His ass up, and his legs not entirely together. You can see his large pouch between his legs, although his jewels are being sheathed by his own hand.

“I’m going to throw up” moaned Justin

“Hahaha I bet man, That was a really fucking hard kick!” Sven said confidently

“No fucking shit” Justin spit back, as the dam breaks and waterworks come streaming down his gorgeous face.

“Now, now, don’t get all pissy with me. You left yourself wide open man, I had no choice. As the team captain…” Sven said with a smile as he put his hand over heart

“As the team captain, it’s my duty to keep my men sharp, and on their toes! How else will you learn?” Sven said slyly as the surrounding teammates all laugh.

Justin’s lower body fell to the floor, as his manhood and ass jiggled. His hand still trying to comfort the overwhelming pain. The handsome hunk started coughing again.

I hate this school Justin thinks to himself, as the entire team is laughing it up at his expense.

Indeed Justin has reason to hate this school. This school is notorious for nut shots, and Justin is notorious for crying after he gets hit in the nuts. However he isn’t the only one who is on the receiving end of crippling pain.

Cody also attends Saint Bernard High. Cody is a 17 year old boy, junior at this school. He’s handsome, very handsome in fact. Some would say Cody is the best looking boy in the school, based off face alone. Not all would say though, as there are different strokes for different folks. His eyes are a gorgeous hazel, with eyelashes that really bring stand out and make his eyes look even more spectacular. He has curly brown hair.

Cody is dashing.

Although he isn’t as fit as some people who attend Saint Bernard High, he is still one of the sexiest who attend. Just ask anybody.

Especially Paul.

Paul is an 18 year old senior at Saint Bernard High. He’s one of two twins, the other being Nick. Both are a bit over 6 feet, and are built with bulging muscles and a prominent package between their legs. Their dicks are comparable to Cody’s, but not their balls. Cody’s balls are heavier, fuller, and unluckily for him, more sensitive. However, both twins have very pretty green eyes and jet black hair, a stunning combination. The main difference between the two brothers is their personalities.

Nick is more personable, more active, plays more sports. And he tends to be more friendly. Paul tends to prefer to keep to himself, read, play games, all that. Paul also has a tendency to be not as friendly as his brother. Not that Paul is unfriendly however. But if friendliness was on a scale, Nick would be a 9. Paul would be a 6.

Also, Paul is gay. Which is why Paul attests that Cody is one of the sexiest boys in Saint Bernard High.

Cody and Paul share a Math class. Cody puts a lot of effort into his school work, which is why he’s in a senior math class. Paul is smart too but he doesn’t care for classes, Math especially, so he doesn’t put too much effort in. The class they share is the last class of the day. Paul tends to follow Cody to his locker and talk to him after class his over. This is because Paul likes Cody.

Paul likes Cody a lot.

“So Cody, will you let me suck your dick now?” Paul asks with a smirk.

Letting out a friendly laugh, “No man, I’ve told you no every time you’ve asked. It’s not gonna be different today, especially not today actually.” Cody said smiling

“What makes today even less likely that I get lucky?”

“My balls ache. I got busted a few times yesterday, and it really fucking hurt. Still hurts today, not up for much involving the boys down there anytime soon…” responded Cody, hand gently caressing his groin.

Cody thinks about the busting his family gave him yesterday. His brother got him twice, his little sister jumped on his balls when he was recovering... and even his dad got a kick in. It wasn't a very pleasant day for Cody. Cody puts these thoughts into the back of his mind.

“Ah, I see. I got my brother yesterday too, he’s pretty sore as well. He wanted to go to the club, but I ruined those plans” Paul said with a chuckle as he remembers yesterday's bustings far more fondly than Cody remembers his.

“Come on man, that’s not funny. It hurts, and you ruined your brothers day.” Cody said with a frown, as if he were speaking from experience.

“Don’t be a stick in the mud…” Paul says smiling at Cody, looking him over. Cody’s wearing, as everyone else is wearing in the All Boys Catholic High School, khakis and a dress shirt with a tie. However, Cody’s khakis were a very light white, and hugged his bottom very well. Paul enjoyed this.

“It’s all in good fun anyways.” and with that, Paul sends a quick sharp front hand slap to Cody’s genitalia, lifting Cody’s khakis up with it. Paul felt what Cody’s packing and was very impressed. It turned Paul on, and his dick grew somewhat.

Cody’s breath left his lungs as his eyes bulged outwards. He sent his hands down to his nuts, and doubled over. He stopped in place and had trouble staying on his feet. Grinding his teeth, and legs feeling like Jelly.

Cody didn’t enjoy this.

“Fuck man… I just told you they were sore…” Cody said looking up at Paul, hurt in his eyes and voice. He moved onto the wall, and slid down it, holding his balls, head in his knees.

Paul looked down and felt bad.

“All right, my bad man.” Paul said sincerely as he sat down next to Cody, trying to comfort him.

Paul lay his head on Cody’s shoulders and rubbed his back caringly.

“Is there anything I can do to help?” Paul said worryingly.

After a few seconds Cody lifted his head and looked at Paul.

“Nothing really, it’s okay man. Just help me up” And with that Paul stood up and extended his hand and lifted Cody up.

Cody stood up and another wave came over him, and he hunched over with a moan.

“Are you sure there’s nothing I can do to help? Maybe… I don’t know, suck your dick?” Paul said with a cheeky grin.

Cody looked at Paul.

“Fuck off” Cody said playfully and smacked Paul in his nuts.

“Oooooohhh…” Paul let out as he cupped himself, hunched over slightly.

“I deserved that…” Paul said one hand holding his crotch.

“Yeah you did…” Cody said laughingly and gave Paul a quick hug to comfort him.

Saint Bernard High School is a High School with character. It’s a High School with many personalities and students. But most importantly, Saint Bernard High School is a High School with boys and ballbusting. And at the end of the day… what else do you want to read about?