A High Speed Accident and a Few Thousand Sperm Causalities

"Cody, do you understand this at all?" Said the gay half of the sperm cell. 

"Yeah... it's not hard, but Mister Polka didn't explain it well. Here, let me show you."

The two were in their last class of the day, College Algebra. The lesson today was focused on making a perfect square.

"Okay, just make sure you only have two variables on this side. If there's 3, just bring it over and flip the sign. And the first should just be an X, if it's a-"

"I get that, I get that, but after... where the fuck did that fraction come from?" Paul asked with a confused headache.

Cody let out a chuckle as he tapped the eraser side of his pencil on the paper, trying to think of how to explain.

"Well... okay. Okay! First... you see this step here? Just skip that, it's a waste of time. After you get the X and whatever number on one side, having it equal whatever, you put this side in parentheses, and put that variable, whatever it is, here it's a 4. You put the 4 over a 2, creating the fraction 4/2, which is just 2. You then add that same thing to the other side. And you also square both the parentheses and the number you just added over here."

"Okaaayy... why am I doing that?"

"To get a perfect square! Doing this makes both sides equal."

"Okay..."

"After you get to this point, just add eeevveerything together. 4 squared is..."

"Sixteen"

"Right! And 16 plus 9 is..."

"25..."

"Yup. So, the equation is just (x + 4)^2 = 25. Now, you can't have that squared there. Do you know how to cancel out someth-"

"Oh, THAT'S why the square root was on the other side on the other problem... you add a square root to both sides, right?" Paul said, now starting to understand this.

"Exactly! And the square root of -"

"5! So the answer is x + 4 = 5?"

"Kinda. There's a +- thing next to it too. That's easy though, just do x + 4 = +5 and x + 4 = -5 and, then you have your final answer."

"Okay, I think... I get it now." Paul said with careful optimism. He said the same thing 5 minutes ago too.

"I think so too! Want to do another problem, just to make sure?"  Cody asked smiling at his friend.

"Please..." Paul said with a shy smile. 

Cody laughed and wrote out the next problem. Mr. Polka let the class start the homework early, and he let people work together to help each other. And his girlfriend was texting him naughty and he would rather respond to that than teach the class something they won't need for homework.

"Oh you're such a bad girl... Mister Polka might have to bring out the ruler..." Mr. Polka said under his breath, which was drowned out by the classes own chatting.

Meanwhile, Cody watched Paul do the next problem. Paul stumbled once or twice, but Cody was patient and helped him through it. 

"How do you know this so well, you weren't even in school for the past few days... wait, why were you out?" Paul asked Cody, who rarely misses class. Cody grimaced and thought about what happened with Stevie and Jerry a few days ago. He couldn't walk the next day, and he was still feeling the after effects. Cody shuffled in place and said "Uhhh... I had stomach pains. I'm better now though, let's focus on Math. You need to understand this for the test next week!"

"There's a test next week!?" Paul said shaking his head and rolling his green eyes. 

Cody knew there wasn't a test, but he wanted to make sure Paul didn't question his stomach pains. It worked, Paul didn't question further. 

At one point, when Cody tried to explain what to do, Paul glared up at his tutor. Paul looked at Cody's curly brown hair, which sat on his head with luscious grace. Paul wanted to stick a finger in and twirl it around a curve. He focused on Cody's heavenly hazel eyes as he wondered if Cody knew just how gorgeous they were. Then he thought about how the rest of his face sits so nicely on him. He then felt jealous as he realized Cody gets to look at himself in the mirror everyday.

"Ground Control to Major Paul? Can you hear me, Major Paul?" Cody said waving his hand in front of Paul. This brought Major Paul back to earth.

"Sorry... was floating in a tin can, haha." Paul said shaking his head.

"I'm sure the view was nice..." Cody said with a smirk.

"Oh yes. But, continue, sorry. What were you saying?"

Cody nodded and started over again, this time Paul kept his attention to the paper and only listened to Cody's easily digestible explanations, instead of his face which makes you salivate. The two friends did a couple more problems, each time Paul feeling better and better about him being able to complete a perfect square.

Then the bell rang, signifying the end of the day at St. Bernard High School.

"...all right class, have a good day! Don't forget... to do your homework..." Mr. Polka started off but then got drawn in by the blouse his girlfriend was wearing. No one even noticed, as each young man had on the appropriate expression on as they all packed up to go home, ready for their extended weekend. Monday is a teachers conference. 

"Cody, want to do something today?" Paul asked as the two walked side by side.

"Uhhh... like what?" Cody asked, still feeling a bit sore. The two were on the way to Cody's locker as Paul thought of a reply.

"Hmmm... you know, I've never been to your house before." Paul said turning to Cody, who just reached his locker.

"Uhhh... really?" Cody replied. He knows Paul's never been over to Cody's house before. He's never brought anyone home since he was in middle school. 

"Yeah... yo, can I come over?!" Paul asked excitedly, leaning on Cody's white dress shirt. He took in a whiff of Cody and his locker. Paul hoped Cody's room would smell just like that.

Meanwhile Cody was thinking of an excuse to say no. It's not necessarily that Cody didn't want anyone to come over... he just isn't sure how his family will act around his friends. He thought they'd either bust his friends, which he doesn't want, or they'll bust him in front of his friends and he also doesn't want that. Cody thinks regardless which of the two very likely outcomes, it'll be embarrassing and he would like to avoid it. And considering how a few days ago went, how terrible it can be was still fresh in his mind and loins. 

"Uhhh... how about... wweeeee go tooo yooour house?" Cody replied after he felt he stalled for too long.

"Hmmm... nah, I wanna go to your house." Paul answered, not liking that option.

Cody sighed and took a step back. Paul lifted his head off and took a look over Cody's almost fully matured body. Cody's cream slacks hugged his lower body well, if not a bit baggy. But they made his ass look great, and Paul's eyes followed his backside up, up his slender medium height frame which was held tightly by a white dress shirt and capped off with a grass green tie. Paul then noticed Cody staring at him, and felt he had to start paying attention again. 

"-member I have something to do... sorry." Cody said with what looked to Paul as a forced smile. 

"You have something to do?" Paul asked, confirming. 

Cody nodded and closed his locker, waiting for Paul to respond. Paul stared at Cody with a look that told Cody he wasn't buying this. 

"...Do you just not want me to come over?" Paul asked. 

"Paul, it's... not like... that. It's just..." Cody said, rubbing his hand through his curly locks, looking away to see if he could find the right words plastered somewhere else. He looked back and spoke. "It's not you. Don't make something out of this please..." 

Paul nodded and motioned Cody to follow him. Paul was in a good mood, and trusted Cody on this. 

"Sure thing. But, can I give you a ride home anyways? I'd like to see your house... if that's okay."

"Hmmm... okay. That's okay." Cody said with a smile. 

"Awesome! And allow me to give you a ride to my car, my friend." Paul said, turning his backpack holding back to Cody and lowering his body, waiting for Cody to climb on.  

"Come on! Once in a lifetime opportunity to ride me like a noble steed!" The handsome 18 year old laughed. Cody even found himself laughing, despite his reluctance to put his crotch on Paul, or Paul's backpack.

Cody hesitated, as his balls were still hurting, even with him just standing there doing nothing. But he felt pressured into accepting. He laughed and braced himself.

"All right. I've always dreamed of riding you haha..." Cody joked. Paul's eyebrow raised as he chuckled with his best friend. 

With that, Cody carefully placed his hands on Paul's sturdy shoulders and softly lied on Paul's bookbag. He wrapped his legs around as best he could and made a soft whimper into his closed mouth. Cody connected his hands under Paul's neck and felt as ready as he was gonna get.  

Cody groaned painfully as Paul sprang up. 

"You okay? Want me to put you down?" Paul asked, hearing Cody's groan. 

"No... it's okay." Cody said, pulling himself up a bit more. "Onwards, my friendly steed!" Cody said with in a forced friendly tone.

"Haha... GOTHU CODY!" And with that, Paul held onto Cody's arms, making sure he wasn't getting choked out and ran onwards with as much power as he could muster. 

It was a bumpy ride, but Cody did a spectacular job of not making any pained noises. But one look at Cody's young, boyish face and you would instantly know he was in a tortured state. 


Meanwhile, by the front of the school, we had 3 other Saint Bernard Students taking advantage of the end of the day. 

"Justin, what would you do if Liam headbutted you right now?" Nick asked. 

"I would probably fall down and bleed from my broken nose." Justin replied. 

"Well, obviously. But what would you do."

"I would... ask what the fuck bro. Then... I'd wait for his response and... figure it out from there!" Justin replied in a gleeful manner. 

"What response would he give you where you feel like you should respond with a punch in the balls?" Nick asked with boyish curiosity. 

"Hmmm... maybe 'That's what you get for being a lil' bitch... you lil' bitch.'...yeah, I think that would be it."

"Oh. Liam, headbutt Justin and call him a lil' bitch!" Nick asked, turning to Liam, who was on his phone.

"Sorry dude, I'd love to... but I don't want to ruin that face. It'd be a crime against humanity." Liam said, looking up with a smile. 

"Awww thanks bro." Justin said with his patented wholesome smile. 

"Come on... fucking fight him, you lil' bitch." Nick playfully said, hoping to spark some entertainment.

"Can't, sorry. Gotta go, brother wants me to drop him off home." Liam said, leaning towards the exit. 

"Oh, all right. Yo, can you drop me off on the way?"

"Uhh... can't Paul take you home? I have things to do I want to get done with sooner rather than later..." Said Liam, rubbing his hands over his backpacks straps. 

"Ugghhhhh... fine, fine. See you later man." Nick said. 

"Yup, see ya. Take care of Justin, he's your responsibility until Tuesday." Liam joked, walking away. 

"What that's naAWK" Nick started off, but hacked out as he felt an unexpected pressure assault his crotch. He then heard Justin laughing and stammer away. 

"What? I thought you wanted me to punch someone in the dick? Haha..." Justin said, now standing in front of Nick, who was hunched over clutching this nuts. Nick's backpack has sitting on his back, and he had to be careful not to hunch over too much, or it would pile-drive him to the floor. 

Nick looked up and saw Justin standing there, hand over crotch. White khakis and a dark blue dress shirt, both hugging his strong frame with little to the imagination. Justin still had his backpack on. It had blue straps. 

"Get over here, you lil' bitch." Nick said as he bolted at Justin with a hand still over his nards. 

Justin laughed and ran away towards where Liam was walking. Justin's body forwards but his head was still turned to Nick.


"OH HEY LIAM!" Liam heard as he passed under the doorway. He turned his head and took a couple steps back and saw Paul running with Cody on his back. 

"HEY GUYS!" Liam waved with exaggeration as he smiled with equal exaggeration. He saw the two bolt down the hallway, and noticed Cody had a strange face that looked like he was undergoing a nauseating experience. 

Liam heard some laughing and heavy steps behind him and turned around. It was then, that he noticed there was about to be a car crash of mammoth proportions. 

"WAIT!" Liam yelled, but did so too late. 

Justin was running away from Nick without a second thought, and Paul was running with Cody on his back, with fun as the only idea in his mind. Paul heard Liam's cry out, but didn't realize why he said it. Then, both he and Cody saw Justin jump out in front, out of nowhere and it was too late to stop it. 

Justin still wasn't paying any attention, and only realized their presence when he suddenly felt something heavy hit him with a weight of a freight train. Both Cody and Paul managed to lift their arms in front, just in time to avoid head to head contact. But that was the only thing they managed to avoid. 

Justin was thrown to the floor and his body bounced as he hit the hard floor a few feet away, shoulder first. The fall looked somewhat mean, but he was quick to look around to figure out what the fuck just hit him. 

Paul however, had more on his back, so he fell more awkwardly. As he whiplashed, all the weight on his back pulled him down and he toppled to the floor behind him. Cody had his hands off of Paul's neck and didn't have anything to hold onto. As he saw the impact coming, not only did he move his hands up, but he also pulled his head back instinctively. This is normally okay, but this made Cody fall further back then he would've normally. As Paul rocketed back, Cody went flying with his legs open wide and arms flailing. Cody hit the floor first, with his backpack thankfully taking a lot of the fall damage. 

Paul fell next, but he fell on a more of an angle for whatever reason. His head and shoulders were tilted back, so his bookbag wasn't able to take as much of the damage as Cody's was. But thankfully for Paul's head, he still managed to find a way to soften his fall. His fall was softened by Cody's soft meaty, swollen testicles. His dick was (un)fortunately out of the way thanks to how the impact worked it, so it was a direct attack. 

"AAAHHHOHGOD!" Cody screamed out as he felt Paul's head crash into his large and extra-sensitive orbs between his legs. Cody's legs closed together, sandwiching Paul's head between his legs. 

Under normal circumstances, Paul would've loved this. But he was confused and all of a sudden he felt squished and hard to breath, so he knocked his head around trying to find a way out. This led to Paul hitting Cody's nuts again a few more times, although with much less force, before Paul was able to be free of Cody's crotch. 

"Oh my god... haha... is everyone okay?" Liam asked, going to Justin first, who was staring to stir. 

"Yeah... what the fuck was that..."

"Oh my god Cody, I'm so sorry." Paul was heard saying. Liam and Justin looked over to the scene in front of them. Paul was kneeled next to Cody, who was rolling around, clutching his crotch. 

"Ahhh... holy fuck dude..." Cody groaned in re-experienced agony, out as he rolled onto his knees with his hands still buried between his legs. Cody let out a strained whinper as he fell to his side and heaved. Liam and Justin laughed as they realized what happened. 

Nick was standing there, between the two scenes and laughed to himself too. 

"Wow Paul. I knew you wanted to stick your head between Cody's legs... but come on dude..." Nick joked. 

Paul glared at his brother. Liam laughed heartily. 

"Yeah Paul, come on... there must've been a better way to do that..." Liam added. 

"I thought you said no more headbutts?" Justin said, getting Nick to laugh. 

"Oh, fuck off! What the hell was Justin doing, running like a fucking headless chicken!?!!?"

"He was running from me! He was scared I'd sack him, so he ran into you."

Paul shook his head and looked back to Cody who was almost crying on his side. Cody let out a cute moan and looked up at Paul with hurt in his wet eyes. 

"Sorry dude, I didn't see him until it was too late..." Paul said, feeling bad. He gave Cody a rub on his shoulder, not sure what to do. Paul then looked up at everyone and couldn't help but chuckle. It was a funny scenario, despite Cody getting the shit end of it. 

"Fucking Justin..." Paul said, getting some laughs. 

"Hey, your brother was the one who made me run!"

"Bitch, what!? You sacked me first, then ran away like a bitch. That was YOU!"  Nick asserted. 

"Whatevar..." Justin said, getting up on his own accord. "Paul, you okay at least?"

"Yeah, I'm okay... Cody's testicles broke my fall." Paul replied, getting some hearty laughs from everyone but Cody. "Thanks Cody, owe you one..." 

Cody moaned. "No problem..." He then coughed as he lied on his back, reclining on his backpack, and moved his hands to his side. His legs were spread and eyes were shut. 

"My bad Cody..." Justin said as he slowly walked over to Cody, feeling bad he caused this. 

"All right, brother's waiting for me. Nick, KEEP AN EYE ON HIM. He was your responsibility for 5 seconds and he's already caused a high speed accident and a few thousand sperm causalities." Liam said, getting Nick to laugh. 

"Sorry, sorry... I'll curb him." Nick said with a smile. "See you dude, give lil' squirt my best." He waved as he looked back down to Cody and his own brother. Paul was sitting on his ass, looking up at Nick. 

"You were always really bad at keeping an eye on people." Paul said with a smirk. 

"Hey, don't give me that. You know those rascals were possessed!" Nick said as he laughed with his brother. 

"Cody, come on... let's get you up..." Justin said as he bent over, perpendicular to Cody. He put his bookbag on the floor, and rubbed his hand on Cody's stomach. 

"Gimmie a moment..." Cody groaned. Justin nodded and waited in position, still giving Cody a rub.

Nick saw Justin leaned over, one hand on Cody and the other on his knee. Nick saw an opportunity for some well placed revenge, and walked to Justin's side. With unquestionable quickness and snapping intentions, Nick whipped his knuckles up between Justin's legs and lifting and flattening his spirited bulge against his pelvis. Justin cried out and pulled his hand in, as he backed away with open mouth, shocked eyes and a sense of fear of the feelings soon to come. Those heavy feelings weighed the strong 16 year old, who slowly fell to the floor as the twins found much humor in his situation. 

"Haha... that's for me and Cody!" Nick laughed at Justin. 

Justin cried and coughed as he felt his stomach feel uneasy. "Mmmm... fuck youwhowhoo..."

"Good one Nick! Should just done that to those demons, haha."

"Honestly? They're older now at least. Can totally do that next time." 

"Haha, for sure, for sure..." Paul laughed as he took a look back at the two boys lying next to him. Cody's eyes were closed, he's moved his hands up to his forehead at this point. And he was slowly lifting and unlifting his right leg. Justin was in a more intense agony, flailing about, arms and legs. Paul even saw a tear fall down Justin's eye. He chuckled and turned to his brother. He put out a fist, and his bro bumped it. 

"You need a ride home?" Paul asked. 

"Yeah."

"All right. Cody needs a ride, we'll drop him off first."

"Cool."

Both turned back to the two on the floor and Cody's opened his eyes now. 

"You okay Cody?" Paul asked.

"...yeah... I'm good..." Cody strained as he sat up. He moved his hands to his crotch, pulled his lips and squinted his eyes. Paul stood up and gave Cody his hand, helping him up. Cody stood up thanks to Paul's help, but was still hunched over. 

"Sorry, again." Paul said, patting Cody's shoulder. 

"It's fine... what the fuck was Justin doing running like that anyways haha..." Cody laughed as he straightened up. 

"My bad, I was supposed to watch him." Nick said with hands up. 

"Oh? You're his chaperone for the weekend?" Cody said with a smile. 

"Yeah, haha. Liam said so, at least. I'm just hoping I can leave him home alone and he won't be an issue." Nick replied. 

"Like a good parent." Cody said, getting Paul and Nick to laugh. 

"You ready to go?" Paul asked. 

"Yeah. Let's go." Cody nodded in pain.

"All right. See ya Justin." Paul said. 

"See ya Justin." Cody said. 

"Get home safe, Justin." Nick said. 

The 3 walked away to the parking lot. Justin stayed in the fetal position, not paying any attention to anything the 3 of them said. His hands were buried in his tight white pants and his tight blue shirt was being stretched to the maximum. You could even see some of his lower back thanks to his shirt being stretched a bit too much. The sexy, medium length dirty blonde was in a lot of agony at the moment. 

Justin let out a few coughs before he rolled onto his stomach and lied flat for some time. He was in no rush to call for an Uber home.