Lunch - A Gentleman's Gathering

This is Lunch! A get together between the attendee's at Saint Bernard High School. Please, leave a comment and some feedback! Always love to hear people's opinion! 

Saint Bernard High School is an all boys school. When a large amount of teenage boys come together, a couple things happen. One thing that happens is a lot of loud noises. Boys being able to be themselves around other boys, boys not having to try and impress any pretty girls. They just be the loud and obnoxious boys that they are. Another thing that happens is horseplay. You know the old adage, boys will be boys. They'll mess around, joke about. Throw a few well placed slaps. And hopefully a few more.

There are many boys in this school, but for the purpose of this story, we will focus on one lunch table.

This is a good time to remind everyone, there is a school wide dress policy in Saint Bernard High School. You’re supposed to wear either a white or a blue dress shirt, and khakis to match. You’re also supposed to wear a tie, but that isn’t reinforced too harshly. Times have changed, Catholic Schools don't discipline with rulers and the bible anymore. They have grown to be more lenient. Because, regardless what you do. Boys will be boys.

“Yo Cody, mind sharing some of those fries?”

Cody looks across the table from where he sits, left of center. Across from him is the 17 year old captain of the Wrestling team, Sven. Sven has short blond hair with prominent Icelandic features. His light blue eyes shine up his cute face and his mischievous smile makes him look even more alluring. If his muscles, blond hair and blue eyes didn’t strike you, his smile would. He looks striking in his blue dress shirt.

Something else notable about Sven is his not so large dick. Only 3 inches soft, but more than makes up for it with his large balls that hang low and full.

“Uhhhh... yeah sure.” Cody says with a friendly smile. He moves his fries to the center of the table.

Cody’s a pretty boy. He’s a very good looking kid, 17 years old. Cody has short curly brown hair and gorgeous hazel eyes, with eyelashes that project and really bring out the color. His almost perfect facial structure makes everyone envious. Cody also happens to be a really good kid. He’s one of the nicest guys you’ll ever meet, always willing to lend a helping hand always means well. He cares about his school, and does what's asked of him. He’s even the only one in the group at the lunch table wearing a tie. Cody’s red tie goes along quite well with his white dress shirt. Unlike everyone else at the table, Cody doesn’t work out too often. He’s lanky, but not out of shape. Not at all. But if you’re like me, that doesn’t take away his attractiveness. If anything, it makes him even hotter. Lean and good looking. Kind and hot. Just not bulging anywhere par his pants, which contains an above average dick and extra large nuts. Cody’s balls are bigger than most, and also more sensitive than most. Cody has many desirable traits.

Someone else who agrees with me is Paul. Paul is wearing a white dress shirt to go along with his khaki’s that look so damn good on him. Paul is sitting to the left of Cody, on the end of the table. Paul is a black haired green eyed boy, who’s the age of 18. He’s buff, works out and it shows. Around 6’2, well over 180 pounds of just muscles. He’s a joy to look at. He’s handsome and his boy bits are fine too, 6 and a half inch dick and large testes. Paul’s dick is up to par with Cody’s, but his balls aren’t as large. Luckily for him, they aren’t as sensitive either.

Paul tends to keep to himself, unless he has a reason not to. It’s not that Paul isn’t a social person or is awkward, because that’s not the case. He just enjoys spending time to himself, more than most. But the reason Paul enjoys being at this crowd during lunch is mostly Cody. Paul really likes Cody. Paul’s gay, and finds Cody the hottest boy in school, and tries to spend as much time with Cody as he can.

“You’re such a nice person Cody. Always going out of your way to help people” Paul says looking at Cody admiringly.

Cody turns to his left and looks at Paul with a smile

“Thanks Paul. I appreciate you saying that.”

“He just wants to suck your dick dude, don’t let him.” Paul hears across from him.

Paul looks over and sees Nate smirking in the general direction of Cody and Paul. Nate has wavey light brown hair with brown eyes. Nate is hot, and he knows it. Confident. Cocky. Nate’s wearing a blue dress shirt today with no tie. He’s 17 years old, at the height of 6 feet. He’s a bit of a dick, and likes teasing people. Not a very people person. Not a bad person either, Nate just doesn’t like small talk or silly things like that. He has an average set of equipment down below, but his nuts hang lower than most. Everyone has something special about them.

“Fuck off Nate.” Paul says

“Just looking out for my bro, Cody. I don’t want my boy to get played like that.” Nate says laughing, taking a drink from his soda.

“Come on Nate, don’t be like that. Paul’s just being friendly, and I appreciate that.” Cody says innocently, taking a bite of his school given burger.

“Yeah NATE” Paul says, shoving his foot into Nate’s khaki pants, crushing Nate’s balls between Paul’s foot and Nate’s pubic bone.

Nate’s eyes bulge and his mouth opens in an O as a familiar painful ache comes over him as he bends over.

Paul retracts his foot, pleased with himself. Nate sends his hands to his groin, unpleased with the end result.

Cody keeps on eating his burger, unaware of Nate’s situation.

“Don’t worry Nate, if it means anything everyone else knows your right.” Sven says with a smirk, and pats him on the back.

“Right about what?” Jordan asks.

Jordan’s sitting next to Sven. He’s 18 years old, a senior along with Paul and his twin brother Nick. Jordan has bright pink hair, much to the dismay of the school administration in this Catholic all-boys high school. His hair's done in a new age kinda way, side of his head is shaved buzz, but top is still waving in the wind. It’s a good look, and Jordan works it really damn well.  Jordan has very bright blue eyes, almost transparent. Very pretty face, very fit. Jordan almost always wears a very light blue dress shirt at school, and more often than not wears a colorful tie to match. But not today, Jordan isn’t wearing a tie today. When you think of a gay boy with pink hair, good body and light blue eyes, it’s likely you’ve gotten a good idea of what Jordan looks like. His equipment is more than adequate as well, 7 inches full mast. And some nice meatballs too.

“How Paul sucks up to Cody because he wants his dick.” Sven says nonchalantly.

“Oh most definitely.” Jordan says

Paul gives a glare over to Jordan, and Cody frowns a bit.

Jordan looks over and sees the faces of the two cuties diagonally to his right.

“With that being said... Cody is genuinely a good dude. You don’t have to try too hard to think of something nice to say.” Jordan says genuinely smiling at Cody.

A grin comes across Cody’s face.

“Thanks Jordan.”

“No problem Cody. Also, you are pretty hot too, so that’s pretty nice.” Jordan says with a smirk.

“Jesus, you guys are such faggots” Justin says laughing, as he takes a bit of his homemade sandwich.

Justin’s the youngest of the bunch, only 16 years old. But don't let his age fool you, he's more than developed. He’s already the tallest at 6’3 and also arguably the best looking. His facial features are near perfect, has dirty blonde hair and dark blue eyes. He’s a part of the wrestling, baseball and football team, and excels in all 3. He has an amazing body, and a huge package down south. His dick is large, and his balls are perfectly round and basically the size of two eggs. He’s something every man should be envious of. Justin’s a popular guy, really friendly. He can have any girl he wants. Justin has it all.

Justin’s wearing a dark blue shirt and tight white khakis.

“What the hell man? Not cool…” Cody says looking to his right, right at Justin who’s sitting right next to him.

“It’s a joke man, I d-” Justin is able to get out before Liam sends his hand crashing down into his unprotected and oversized package.

Justin’s eyes bulge as his head shoots up as a squeal leaves his mouth.

Liam has strawberry red hair and light blue eyes. Not as light as Jordan’s, but still very pretty to look at. Today, Liam is wearing a white dress shirt. Liam’s cute. Great body, part of the wrestling team along with Justin and Sven. Liam and Justin are really good friends, and Liam always loves busting Justin. It’s a national pastime of his. Liam doesn’t just bust Justin though. Liam loves busting people in general, it’s something he loves to do. But Justin is his favorite.

Liam’s dick is around the same size as Justin’s, but his balls are not as big. And luckily for Liam, Justin’s balls are not only bigger, but a lot more sensitive.

“That’s not very nice Justin…” Liam says shaking his head, increasing the pressure on Justin’s boys.

Another high pitched squeal leaves Justin’s mouth as he tries to close his legs and squirms in place. Justin’s eggs, like everyone’s eggs, are sensitive. But Justin’s balls hurt him more than most peoples, and is for certain one of Justin’s few weaknesses. Some would say it’s a curse. Other’s a blessing.

“Oh god, please let go.” Justin says in agony, head on the table. Eyes clenched, breathing hard.

“Cmon man, let him go. It was just a joke.” Cody says worryingly for Justin, who’s sitting next to him. Cody knows how this feels, being on the receiving end of many busts. And like Justin, Cody’s nuts are very sensitive too. Him and Justin easily have the weakest balls in the group.

“Not until he apologizes, I-”

“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again ple-AHHH” Justin lets out as Liam digs into his precious plums with his nails.

“Let me finish talking, Jesus dude. Some people have no RESPECT.” Liam says with a smile as he further increases the pressure on Justin’s poor boys.

Justin feels like he might throw up as he gags and eyes water.

“I was SAYING!”

“OHFUCK” Justin lets out as he shakes in place.

“I am a proponent for equal rights, and do everything I can in my everyday life to help people... to help discriminated peoples... get the respect that they deserve. Hearing Justin say this about my good, good friends... not only hurt their feelings, hurts, MY feelings, but also hurts all.. ALL... of humanity. Why treat people any different just because they find different people attractive? It’s just not right. Not right I TELL YOU!”

“Please hurry up…” Justin says with tears streaming down his face, a dull overwhelming aching pain stemming from his balls being mushed.

“I have A LOT TO SAY! DISCRIMINATION MAKES ME MOTIVATED TO EXPRESS MYSELF!”

Justin keeps on squirming in place, letting out high pitched noises, trying to pry his friends hand off his aching nuggets. This garners laughs from around the table. Everyone but Cody.

“I am a new age human being. This is the twenty first century! I want people to treat each other right... the way each human being deserves to be treated. With RESPECT.  I want people to know that faggot isn’t an appropriate word. It’s rude, discriminatory and just plain not nice. Now... I think I’ve made my point.”

Justin’s tearing at the eyes, head on the table. Face red. No longer struggling in the grasp of his friend. His balls are causing him too much pain. He’s crippled.

“Justin, I want you to apologize to our friends now.”

“I’m sorry.” Justin says pathetically.

“Sorry, don’t think they heard you.” Liam says as he puts all his pressure on Justin's right nut, pulling it away from Justin’s groin. This causes Justin to scream and writhe in place, jolted with even more pain.

“IMSORRYIMSORRY.”

“Do you two accept this apology?”

Liam looks over at Jordan, stifling his laughter.

“Yeah… I think I’ll accept that.” Jordan says with a smile.

“Paul?” Liam asks as he looks over to the other end of the table.

Paul looks at Justin, struggling, moaning and in an immense amount of discomfort right now.

“You know what… I don’t think I accept that. I don’t think he really means it.”

“You’re right.” Liam says as he swiftly pulls on Justin’s right nut, causing Justin to gag as his eyes roll into the back of his head.

“C’mon Paul, don’t be like that.” Cody says disappointed.

Paul looks into the pretty boys eyes and sighs.

“You’re no fun Cody. All right, I accept his apology.” Paul said begrudgingly.

Liam releases his grasp and Justin sends his hands straight to his balls, relieved the pressure on his sensitive eggs is finally over. A sigh washes over him. Justin’s trying his best to hold back any more tears from falling out of him. Head resting on the table, breathing slowly. Aching, feeling queasy. Justin is not having a good day so far.

“Cody, my brother’s a proper dick. You should be careful around him.” Nick says from the edge of the table.

Nick and Paul look alike, only physical difference is that Nick has more muscle. It’s not very noticeable, but he weighs more. Their main difference is Nick is a nicer person, friendly and all that. Paul is less so.

“He’s just salty that I beat him in basketball.” Paul says, shrugging off his brother’s insult.

“I only lost because you punted me in the fucking balls from behind, you dirty bastard.” Nick says with pain in his voice. Nick’s balls still ache from that basketball game and the aftermath.

“Don’t be such a pussy, and just admit I’m better at sports than you.”

“No way in hell bro. I don’t lie.”

"You aren't lying if you tell the truth you fool." Is Paul's response.

"You're delusional. This is the same guy that thinks sitting as his computer screen alone in his underwear on Reddit is a good way to spend a Saturday night." Says Nick.

“Fuck off Nick.” Paul says annoyed. Nick likes to bother his brother; Paul's jimmies get rustled easily; he's sensitive. Nick takes advantage of this, like any brother worth his salt would.

“Calm down, let’s not get into a screaming match right now.” Cody says, trying to relieve tensions.

“Listen to your boyfriend Paul. He’s your better half anyways.” Sven says laughing.

“I’m not his boyfriend.” Cody immediately responds, very sternly. Almost harshly.

Paul’s taken aback by Cody’s quick response. It felt very stiff, very unfriendly. It almost stabbed Paul to hear Cody speak like this.

“Ohhhh, did you hear that Paul? He doesn’t want to be grouped with you. He’s disgusted by the sheer thought.” Nick says trying to get under his brother's skin.

It’s working.

Paul got visibly bothered by this. Paul knows Cody’s straight, but he still wants something from Cody. Cody being so fast to shut him off hurt, and his brother shoving that in his face, humiliating him makes it sting even more.

“N-no, I’m not disgusted by it. I... I just don’t want people to... g-get the wrong idea.” Cody says nervously.

Paul looks down, hurt. Face red.

Cody looks over at Paul. Cody feels responsible.

“Come on Paul, don’t feel bad. I didn’t mean anything. You’re still my friend, I still care about you.” Cody says, putting his arm around Paul’s upper body, trying to comfort him.

Normally Paul would enjoy this, but Paul feels disrespected. Paul punches Cody in his balls, crushing Cody’s meaty testicles against the seat beneath. Cody let out a high pitched groan, as he doubles over and sends his hands to his testicles.

Cody’s head rests on the table, looking down.

Paul looks over at Cody and instantly feels bad. Cody was just trying to make him feel better, and he retaliated with a low blow.

As Paul thought of what to say, he felt a foot sent into his crotch from across the table. His eyes bulge as his balls gets flattened and a throbbing ache comes over him as he instinctively sends his hands down and bends over the table.

“That’s for Cody...” Nate says with venom.

And as Nate throws more pressure into his foot "And this is for earlier, you bitch."

Nate doesn’t take kindly to people... getting him. Nate is always one to get revenge, and he’ll wait until the time is right to get it.

“Asshole.” Nate spits as he shoves his foot further into Paul’s groin causing Paul more pain. Paul groans as he lifts his head in agony. Nate retracts his foot and Nick’s hand comfort his jewels as he breathes out, resting his head.

Both Cody and Paul are bent over, hands down below the table table trying to comfort the cause of their pain.

“Look at those two. So adorable together, doing everything like the other. So, so cute.” Sven says laughing.

“Yeah, it’s cute.” Liam says with a smirk. “Fucking faggots” Liam says laughing loudly, fully aware of the hypocrisy.

“Dude, what the fuck…” Justin says looking over to his friend, who just recently broke his balls for making a very similar joke.

“Yeah, not cool Liam. Justin, let me help you out. I learned that this helps with ball pain.” Jordan says looking across from him at Justin.

“Yeah?” Justin says with hope

“Yeah, just gotta follow a few steps. First, spread your legs, give your boys some space to breathe. Overbearing them isn’t going to help too much. Next sit up straight and extend your midsection.”

Justin does this, and cringes as the dull ache makes it difficult to stand up perfectly straight.

“It's all right, it’ll get better. Now, we just have to lock hands and pull.”

Justin sends his arms across the table towards Jordan, and Jordan reciprocates.

“All right, just start pulling now. Don’t drag me over the table though, that’d make a mess”

Justin does as he’s instructed.

Jordan chuckles and with Justin wide open, he lifts his foot and sends it into Justin’s throbbing testicles.

“FUCKOHMYGOD” Justin lets out as a familiar nauseating pain overwhelms him once again. Justin’s eyes cross as he sends his hands down to where Jordan’s foot attacked.

Jordan starts dying of laughter, causing everyone but the 3 currently on the receiving end of ball pain to join in.

Nick lifts his foot and sends it into Liam's balls, very unexpected by the redheaded cutie. He was laughing and enjoying his friends testicle trauma, and was totally not expecting Nick to kick him.

Liam bends over, and caresses his jewels, and all 4 of the boys on the same side of the table are all in the same position. Doubled over, head on the table.

“It had to be done, it’s so picturesque now.” Nick says laughing, eliciting a laugh from everyone on the lucky side of the table.

“Matching expressions. It’s adorable.” Nate says laughing, happy to see the 4 of them like this.

All 4 boys are unaware that the other 4 are laughing at them. All they can focus on is their own personal struggles.

Paul raises his head and looks over and see’s his entire row like this.

“Haha… that’s something.” Paul says lightheartedly as a cough leaves his mouth.

Paul turns out, away from the lunch table, hands still over his groin, bent over. Paul cringes, and stands up, his khaki’s riding up on him, bulge clearly defined. He breathes out and turns around.

“Yo Cody, my bad man. That was uncool of me, shouldn’t have done that.” Paul says looking down, feeling bad.

Cody looks up at his friend, and sees the sincerity in Paul’s eyes. Cody forces a smile.

“Let’s go upstairs Cody, away from these people. They’re all dickheads.” Paul says, extending his hand out for Cody to grab.

Cody takes Paul's hand, and gets up slowly, still in pain.

“Don’t let him suck your cock Cody. He’ll just bust you again when you’re at your most vulnerable.” Nate says with a grin, instinctively covering his balls.

Note, Paul is nowhere near Nate at this point. Nate just does this as a reaction.

Paul glances over at Nate and shakes his head.

Paul and Cody walk away gingerly, hands at their crotch. Like two peas in a pod.

“Ahhh… Young love. How sweet.” Sven says with a smirk.

“How long do you think it will take for Paul to suck Cody’s dick?” Nate asked, looking down at his phone.

“I don’t know honestly. If you asked me when they first started hanging out, I’d say a couple weeks. But it’s been some months now.” Sven said eating his lunch.

“How do you know they haven’t yet?” Nick asked

Nate, Sven and Jordan all turn their heads, looking at Paul’s other half.

“Wait, Paul already did?” Jordan asked excitedly.

“I didn’t say that.” Nick said smiling. “I just asked… How do we know... that they didn’t do the deed already?” Nick asked, hands moving to signify doubt.

All 4 just sat there.

“I’d think we would have noticed…” Jordan said, unsure

“You would have noticed Paul sucking Cody’s dick? Out in the open, just around the corner?” Nate says

“No, Cody isn’t the type. He wouldn’t want people to know.” Jordan says

…

“Fuck. We wouldn’t know would we?” Sven says like a whole new world has opened in front of him.

“Why does it matter?” Liam asks, raising his head, somewhat disinterested.

“BECAUSE IT DOES LIAM, FUCK OFF!” Jordan screamed at him

A shrug from Liam. He looks at his phone, reading a text.

“Whatever guys... I’m gonna head out, responsibilities and shit. You kids have fun thinking about Cody’s dick.”

Liam gets up and looks over at Justin next to him, still hunched over, in obvious discomfort.

“And someone, make sure you get Justin again before everyone leaves.”

“Of course Liam, you didn’t have to ask.” Nate said

“Good shit. See ya dudes.”

Liam walks off.

It’s only Nate, Sven, Jordan, Nick and an aching Justin left.

“Justin, you ready for Wrestling practice later?” Sven asks with a smirk.

A groan leaves Justin, as he moves slightly.

The sexy blonde looks up, and weakly says

“Not really…”

Justin’s moving around softly in his seat, caressing his hurting balls.

“I think Justin has something else on his mind…” Jordan said laughing

“Probably his weak balls.” Nate said from across the table, mostly uninterested. But seeing an opportunity to insult Justin, he felt obligated to join in.

Justin glares across the table.

“How would you like getting your balls squeezed for way too long by someone whose sole intention is to cause you as much pain as possible?”

Nate looked up at Justin. The memory of his encounter with his Sister is still fresh in his mind. Nate almost shudders at the thought.

“Oh trust me, I’d rather not. Doesn’t change the fact that your balls are weak though.” Nate said, then returned to looking down at his phone.

A frown came across Justin’s face.

“Why do you have to be such an asshole?” Justin asks annoyed

“Why do you have to have weak balls?” Nate spat across the table.

“All right, let’s not get our panties all knotted up in a bunch here.” Jordan said, trying to get the two hot guys calm down.

Justin closed his eyes and breathed out. Trying to compose himself.

"Okay. I'm going to go before I knock the teeth out of Nate's mouth." Justin said, getting up carefully, still holding his crotch.

"You wouldn't take me in a fight. One shot to your nuts and you're down for the count." Nate said looking towards Justin.

Justin held a stare with Nate. The tension was palpable. Justin shook his head. "Fuck off Nate." Justin said as he walked away, leaving before he did something he'd regret.

Justin angrily, yet gingerly walked away, still feeling the effects of his bustings.

Only 4 were left, all on the same side of the table. Nate, Sven, Jordan and Nick.

“All right, well I’m gonna go bother him a bit more. See you guys later.” Sven said, as he got up and left the table, heading towards the limping Justin.

3 left now.

Nate’s just looking at his phone, while Jordan and Nick are sitting there awkwardly.

“So… ummm… Nick... Do you think Paul already sucked Cody off?” Jordan asks, quizzically.

“I don’t know honestly. I just brought it up because we all seemed so sure it hasn’t happened yet. I don’t think so, I don’t think Cody would be comfortable doing that.” Nick said. “But…" Nick continued. "...if anyone were to convince Cody otherwise, it’d be Paul. Paul’s quite… hardheaded. Also they vibe real well.”

“They really do. They’re honestly adorable. They’d make a really cute couple.” Jordan said with a smile.

“I guess they would. Anyways, I’ve got class in a bit, walk with me.” Nick said looking at Jordan.

“All right. See ya Nate.” Jordan said, as both he and Nick left the table.

Only Nate is left.

Nate looks up from his phone, and sees he’s the only one left at the table.

“Oh shit.” Nate says to himself.

Nate looks around and see's Jordan and Nick walking away. As they walk, Nate see's Nick's hand flick towards Jordan's crotch. Jordan flinches back, and doubles over slightly. Nick's laughing as he skitters away as Jordan runs after him.

Nate looks back at his phone and eats the rest of his lunch. He also finishes the fries Cody left in the middle of the table.

And so concludes, Lunch at Saint Bernard High School. A Gentleman's Gathering.