Mr. Wild's English Class

New story! I'm pretty happy with this, and hope you guys enjoy it! 



“So...  class. Romeo and Juliet are a lot like... Kim Kardashian and Kayne West… in that… they are both lovers… and have... defined a generation." 

English class with Mr. Wild is always... interesting. He's a young teacher, pretty good looking, commonly with a strong full smile. Handsome face with comforting blue eyes, black hair and he always dresses very well. Often, with a suit and tie, which is more than what most teachers at Saint Bernard High School wear. But that isn't what makes Mr. Wild interesting. Not at all. 

"Romeo and Juliet are young lovers! And what's more sweet than young love?" 

Mr. Wild continued as most of the class boredly stared. Mr. Wild saw that the class wasn't paying too much attention, not even Cody, his star student.  

Mr. Wild raised his voice, and broke the mostly chill vibe of the room in an abrupt display of misguided engagement, "CODY, can you tell me!?" Mr. Wild exclaimed, pointing at now wide awake Cody, who sat in his seat, no more than 3 feet from Mr. Wild. 

Cody jumped at the sudden sound, and struggled to find the response Mr. Wild wanted.

"Uhh...uhh-"

"NOTHING! That's right Cody, NOTHING is more sweet than young love. And that's why Romeo and Juliet is still being talked about today... just like Kim and Kayne will be talked about years from now... hundreds of years!"

"Uh, Mr. Wild. I don't think Kim and Kayne are gonna be talked about in the same way..." Allen replied. 

We met Allen before, when Liam, Paul and Nate fought Allen, Travis and Benny in the locker room. It was supposed to be a uneventful roshmabo match between Liam and Benny, but things got rowdy. 

Allen has short brown hair, baby blue eyes and a handsome face. Long cute face with hollow cheeks, and his skin is tan. The young man was sitting back in his chair with a questioning expression and a finger scratching his smooth cheek.

Mr. Wild, with wide eyes and an animated "Haha! Wow, this guy doesn't understand the power of pop culture! You see Allen... pop culture is timeless."

The class sat in silence, trying to make sense of Mr. Wild's comments. This is a common occurrence in Mr. Wild's English class. 

"Mr. Wild... I think pop culture is defined by the time, so... by definition... it can not be timeless." Liam added slowly. 

Mr. Wild laughed and shook his head. "Oh Mister Blake, you are a RIOT!" 

Liam smirked and sat back in his chair, holding back further comment. 

"Anyways, back onto topic. Who did the paper on Romeo and Juliet!?" Mr. Wild enthusiastically asked the class. 

The class sat in silence. Cody looked around and saw on everyone's foreheads and hairy scalps that no one else did it. 

Cody did do the assignment, but he didn't want to of been the only one. He doesn't want to be that guy. 

"Wow! None of you did it?!" Mr. Wild asked with a wide expression as he leaned on Cody's desk, which was in the very front middle row. He looked over the class and it was obvious. He looked down at his favorite student, Cody Brennan.  

"Cody. My student, my best student, my protege, my sweet subtle prince... my best friend, my love! Tell me you did it!"

Cody looked at Mr. Wild with a worried expression, wishing he could move his desk away from the increasingly overbearing and attached teacher. 

"Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease!" Mr. Wild begged shaking his closed hands in front of Cody. Cody looked down, and slowly shook his head. 

Mr. Wild let out an exasperated sigh and pushed off Cody's desk. "Wow! I can't believe this! You guys had weeks to do it! I can't have a conversation about Romeo and Juliet if no one is familiar with Romeo or Juliet!" Mr. Wild exclaimed shaking his head. 

He stood in front of his class for a moment, then snapped his fingers. 

"Okay, this is what we'll do! Cody, come up here. We're going to act the play out."

"Uhhhh... wha-"

"Come on Cody, act! We have to be familiar with the story if we're going to talk about it! Don't be scared, I'll walk you through it! Come here!" Mr. Wild waved Cody to centerstage. 

Cody didn't want to do this. Cody shook his head and looked away, hoping that would be the end of it. 

"Oh Jesus, come here!" Hurried out of Mr. Wild's mouth as he grabbed Cody's upper arm and pulled the skeptical teenager towards the front of the class. 

Cody struggled as his young, unwanting frame tried to hold onto his flimsy desk, in an attempt to save himself from performing Romeo and Juliet with their often awkward, though well intentioned teacher. Meanwhile, Mr. Wild struggled to pull his favorite, and often helpful student, away from his only bastion of harbor, knowing that he and Cody will do an amazing job where the two will bond, as they also help engage the class while also helping them learn about one of the most important stories in literature. These two contrasting idea lead to a tug of war over Cody himself. 

The class watched in a combination of awe and mild amusement as Cody, along with his desk, creeped up towards the center of the room, with several scraping sounds coming from the feet of the desk, making it more than clear that the desk didn't want to move either, despite Mr. Wild winning the physical tug of war. 

In a struggle, Cody groaned out "Mr. Wild, I re-"

"COME ON CODY!" Mr. Wild yelled aloud. "COMEONCOMEONCOMEONCO-"

"OKAY OKAY!" Cody yelled in response. This lead to Mr. Wild letting go of Cody's shirt as the young man got up out of his desk with now wrinkled up dress shirt. Mr. Wild put on a pleased, although somewhat exhausted smile, as he stood back and pulled his hands down his shirt. 

Cody moved the desk back to where it wanted to be and walked up to where he didn't want to be, with slouched shoulders and a tired expression. Mr. Wild tried to dust off Cody's dress shirt, and unwrinkle it after it was pulled on by Mr. Wild's determination. 

After Mr. Wild made Cody's shirt more undone in an attempt to straighten it up, he stood there with a smile before he continued. "Awesome! Thanks for volunteering Cody! This is why you're the best student." Mr. Wild said matter of factly, looking at the class. Cody looked embarrassed, and Mr. Wild laughed, seeing that. Mr. WIld went forward and tried to ease Cody's nerves by playfully rubbing Cody's curly brown hair. Cody reacted by grunting and lowering his head, then moving his hand up to try and un-rub it, which he was unable to accomplish. As Mr. Wild proved, two rubs don't make it neat. 

Cody nervously stared at the entire class in his tan khakis, well fit white dress shirt and blue tie. He saw Liam wave at him, which gave him a chuckle and waved back. Cody also saw Nate sleeping next to Liam, and some of his other friends from the class. Notably Allen, Colby and Jack. 

"Okay, before we start..." Mr. Wild said, looking at Nate who's sleeping comfortably on his forearms as they lied on his textbook, as he sat next to Liam. 

"Liam, please wake Nate up. This is important." 

"Sure..." Liam said, as he nudged Nate. "Bro, wake up."

"MMmmm..." Nate let out, raising his head. He did not want to be here right now. 

"Thank you Liam. Nate, this is important. Since no one did their paper, we all have to see-"

"I did the paper." Nate said with his sleepy boy voice. He opened the book he was sleeping on and took out a crumbled set of papers that were stapled together several times. Cody's heart sank as he saw this. 

"Oh... well, thank you for doing the paper Mr. Hogan! You all should learn from Nate's example! He is... sleeping again, alright." Mr. Wild said with an increased resigned disappointment as he saw Nate lying in his arms, over his textbook. His paper was on the edge of his desk. Mr. Wild walked over and took the paper and read it over quickly before he put it on his desk. 

Cody tried to right his wrong. "Mr. Wild, I did the paper too, I jus-"

"Cody, you just told me you didn't do it! You can't trick me." Mr. Wild laughed somewhat weakly. 

"No, really Mr. Wild! I did the paper, I just didn't want to be the only one to of done it, I can show it to you. It's in my bag-"

"No, no going back to your seat. You're not getting out of this Cody!"

"But Mr. Wi-"

"No buts! You must face the consequences of your actions. You don't do what's asked of you then, you have to do what's asked of you now. Now, let's start with roles. I'll be Romeo, and you'll be Juliet." A couple of laughs came from the class. 

Cody shook his head. "Why do I have to be Juliet?" 

"Because you're acting like a little bitch Cody, that's why."

Some more laughs came from the classroom, including Liam. Cody scratched his head and decided to get this over with. 

"Fine, fine."

"You have to put on a high pitched voice to go along with it. We have to really feel like we're in the story!"

Cody looked at Mr. Wild with an annoyed expression. "Do I really have to-"

"Yes Cody. Come on! Show us your chops!" Mr. Wild said, shaking his raised closed fists. 

Cody sighed and swallowed. He then put on the best girl voice he could. 

"Is this okay Mr. Wild?" Cody asked in a funny, high pitched voice. Liam chuckled softly. 

"No, higher!" Mr. Wild proclaimed. 

"How about this?" Cody asked, in an even higher voice. 

"Higher!"

"This?" Cody asked in the best high pitched voice he was gonna pull off at the moment. 

"No, higher! Come on!"

While still holding pitch, "Mr. Wild, I think this is the best we're going to get..."

"No! Higher!"

"Bu-"

"Higher!"

"Mr. W-"

"Higher!" 

"I canAANNTTAAAHHHH!" Cody yelled out, as Mr. Wild grabbed him by the balls and pulled him up, raising him to the top of his toes. Cody's voice raised in pitch, and the class gasped out. 

"There it is! Like that!" 

"Aahhhhahhh okayokay, let go..." Cody whined out in the pitch Mr. Wild wanted, as Mr. Wild uncomfortably held up the two large and delicate sphere's between Cody's thighs, making Cody vibrate and look at his teacher with a horrifying expression.  

Mr. Wild let go and Cody let out a sigh and as he held his recently violated testicles over in a hunch. Liam had his hand over his mouth, trying hard not to show how much he enjoyed that. 

"See class, let this be a lesson. If your girl is ever stepping out of line... just grab her by the balls. Works everytime. No one can fight when their balls are in danger." Mr. Wild said in a wise tone, with no one being sure if he understood the error of his words. 

Mr. Wild continued. "Okay, so Juliet. Come on! Let's get this started! Let's go!" Mr. Wild exclaimed, emphasizing the last 'Let's go!' with a fist shooting towards the back of the room. 

Cody nodded and pulled his khaki's down a bit, giving his boys some room to breathe, hoping it will ease the pain his balls were emitting through his lower body and stomach.

"Okay, so stand there with your hand over your eyes like you're looking for someone. I'll tell you what to do after, okay?" Mr. Wild said to Cody. Cody nodded with a slightly sick expression and easily closed his eyes, holding his balls with one hand and putting his hand to his forehead, doing what's asked of him. 

"Okay class, this is an important scene in Romeo and Juliet. This scene created the environment for the story and sets the stage. This is known as the exposition." Mr. Wild said looking at the class. No one seemed to note that. "You guys should write that down. This is the exposition." A couple of kids scribbled something down, which satisfied Mr. Wild. He then did some breathing exercises and stretched out a bit before he began. 

Mr. Wild shook his full head of hair along with his proud face and got on both knees in front of Cody, who's playing Juliet with a hand holding the crotch. The class was waiting for Romeo to begin the performance. 

After anticipation built for long enough, Mr. Wild let out a cough and looked up at Juliet's beautiful hazel eyes. 

"Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Let down your hair!"

The class sat there, in absolute bafflement. They looked around, not saying a word. Cody stood there, and looked down at Mr. Wild with an expression that encapsulated the entire classes confusion. 

Mr. Wild laughed, then spoke up again. "I said... Rapunzel, Rapunzel, Let down your hair!" 

No one said anything for some time again. 

Mr. Wild whispered loud enough for the entire class to hear. 

"That's you... let down your hair!" 

"But... that's the wrong play." Cody said aloud, not bothering to whisper back. 

"No it's not!" Mr. Wild scoffed. "I'm your English teacher, I think I know what I'm talking about!" Was laughed out, dismissively. 

"But, there is no Rapunzel in Romeo and Juliet..." Cody responded. 

"How would you know, you didn't do the paper!" Mr. Wild retorted, getting off his knees now. 

"First, I did the paper! Second, I don't need to of done it to know that Rapunzel isn't Juliet." 

Mr. Wild laughed and went to the book that sat at his desk. He picked it up, and held it high as he laughed again. 

"Oh boy. You are going to feel so foolish when I show you I'm right." Mr. Wild laughed as he shook his head and opened the book to the bookmarked page. He showed it to Cody and Cody took the book in his hands and read it. 

"See! Right there!" Mr. Wild said as he pointed to the part of the page that had the dialogue. Cody flipped a couple pages back, and saw the title of the fairy tale, 'Rapunzel.' He then flipped around and saw it was a book of various fairy tales, and not the textbook that they're supposed to of read from. 

Cody looked up at Mr. Wild and shook his head. He got close and whispered in his ear so only Mr. Wild could hear him. 

"This isn't the book you asked us to read, look." Cody whispered, showing him the front and back of the book. "These are all short stories, look. Here, it says 'Rapunzel.' Right here, at the beginning of the story."

Mr. Wild followed along and tilted his head. 

In a hushed whisper, he turned his mouth to Cody's ear. "Uh... a-are you sure?" 

Cody nodded and put on a smile to ease Mr. Wild's nerves. Mr. Wild took the book, looked it over a few times, but not really doing anything and took it to his desk. Then he looked around and found the textbook he told the class to read sitting under some papers. Mr. Wild's lips parted, but stayed closed as his dimples showed off. Almost like an uncurved smile. 

Mr. Wild worked himself up then looked to the entire class. "Haha... I was just testing you... um, good job Cody. You, uh... passed the test. Yay! Everyone give Cody a round of applause!"

The class started to slowly clap, some still widely confused, and others unsure how this man has the qualifications to be their teacher.

"I got you all didn't I? You all thought that was part of the book, but it wasn't! I got you haha! That's why you have to do the assignment, or I'll trick ya again!" Mr. Wild said with a hearty smile and warm forced jest. 

"Uh, can I sit down now?" Cody asked, holding his crotch still. 

"Yes Cody. And give me your paper please." 

Cody gingerly walked back to his desk, then looked through his bag for the paper. He pulled the neatly stapled typed up papers and handed it to Mr. Wild. 

"Thank you."

Cody nodded and carefully sat down. Jack tapped Cody's shoulder as he sat down. Cody turned to look at the lean black boy in the seat next to him. Jack was in similar build to Cody, but Cody spent more time on his build and is slightly taller. Jack has brown eyes and short hair with a sweet smile. 

"You're looking super pretty today, Juliet." Jack said, tongue in cheek. 

Cody shook his head and declined to comment. 

"Oh come on girl, don't be like that..."

"Shut up."

"Oh, are you on your period? Damn girl, I thought that was next week."

Cody laughed and decided to play along in the appropriate pitched voice. "Oh Jack, you're so silly. You're always so forgetful, hehe."

Jack laughed and turned his face to the front of the room, and saw Mr. Wild staring at him. Jack shifted in his seat and forced a smile. 

"Hel-"

"Don't interrupt me." Mr. Wild blankly stated. 

Jack looked confused, but also intimidated as he held back comment. Mr. Wild also neglected to say anything, keeping the silence steady. It was an awkward 10 seconds. 

Then, Jack shifted some more again and opened his mouth. 

"ADUH!" Mr. Wild exclaimed shaking his finger. "No, Jack. Just no."

Jack forced a smile then looked down, hoping Mr. Wild would move on soon. 

"Okay class. So, uh. I want you guys... to take the last however long of class we have left to start working on your papers. And meanwhile, I... uh, will re-read... Romeo and Juliet... and... yeeaaahhh..." Mr. Wild said, as he walked to his desk and opened the appropriate book. 

The class began whispering to each other without giving the essay a second thought.  Eventually the volume increased to casual conversation. 

"So, Juliet. Just how long is your hair?" Liam asked. 

Cody, playing along like the righteous dude that he is, "I don't know Liam. I stopped measuring after it became too heavy to lift." 

Colby and Jack laughed at Cody's comedic high pitched voice. Liam held a sturdy face, but enjoyed it nonetheless. 

"I bet it hurts your neck, doesn't it?" Liam joked. 

"Oh yes. But it makes blowing random guys much easier. My hair is like a curtain, and I can pretend it's anyone who's moaning above me! Recently, I've been imagining Tom Holland. He's just so dreamy!"

Liam couldn't help but join in the laughter with Colby and Jack. Colby, who's a decent looking and fit but somewhat square white boy with glasses and brown hair, accidentally, but ferociously, kneed his desk in an uproar. He instantly bent over and held his knee. This caused Jack, Liam and Cody to laugh even extra. 

"Fuck, my knee..." Colby said, smirking in pain. 

"Is that your bad knee?" Jack asked, from his seat next to Colby. 

"No, thank god..." Colby said laughing. The two do track together and share a few classes. Colby sat up in his chair with a nice smile. He has a square face with short, almost crew cut hair. The glasses work on him and his light brown eyes well. 

"What happened to your knee?" Allen asked, getting out of his seat. He began to lean on his desk, closer to everyone else. 

"This klutz wasn't looking and ran into the guard rail, dead on knee first." Jack responded. 

"That's because you distracted me!" Colby replied in his deep voice.

"You are so easily distracted! You're like that fucking dog from Up. But instead of 'Squirrel!', it's 'Girl!" Jack said, getting a laugh out of everyone. 

"Dude, girls are the best." Colby said with a smirk, thinking about girls. 

Cody put back on his girl voice and said "Why thank you Colby, you are SUCH a gentleman!" 

Colby laughed and bowed his head. 

"Yeah, Colby is a real gentleman. But sometimes...." Jack said wily. "You just gotta... grabthembythepussy!" Jack hasted as he grabbed Cody's crotch unexpectedly, getting Cody to shriek out, much louder than the conversations around him. A lot of the class, excluding the sleeping Nate, but including Mr. Wild, looked over. 

"AHHH! AHLETGOGO!" Cody whined in a high pitched voice. 

"You see Colby, you just gotta go for it sometimes!" Jack announced, as he dug his fingers into the meaty package. 

Cody felt Jack's skinny fingers digging into his soft and vulnerable package, as he thrashed around with his hands wrapped around Jack's wrist. 

"EEEEE!" Cody shrieked out, at the total mercy of Jack and his crude tactics. Then Jack unclenched his black hand and let Cody to attend to his once again, violated testicles. He rested his head on the table, and carefully held his throbbing balls. 

"Good Job Jack, using the skills I taught you!" Mr. Wild said with a click of his tongue, eye and finger. The class laughed, and they all went back to their business. 

Cody was breathing slowly, letting out low a fairly long "ahhh..." as he held himself with his eyes closed. His friends were laughing around him. 

"Whoever said we don't learn anything in Mr. Wild's class!?" Colby said getting his friends to laugh. 

"Honestly, Mr. Wild's class is great. It's never boring, and he's super chill." Liam responded. Mr. Wild smirked at his desk, but kept on pretending to be reading. 

"He's something alright. Way better than Ms. Apple for sure. She comes off as a bitch." Allen added. 

"Yeah, well you're a shit judge of character, Allen." Liam said. Liam still held a little bit of something against Allen for backing with Benny back when the two were supposed to have a casual game of Roshambo. Allen has since apologized. 

Allen rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I know Liam, I know. And you're a shit kicker!" Allen jested, getting a chuckle out of the pained Cody, and smiling Jack.  

Liam raised an eyebrow and got up from his desk. Allen had his eye on Liam and shifted around. 

"I'm a shit kicker huh?" 

"Uhhh-"

"Roshambo, right now. Come on!" Liam said with a smirk. 

Liam didn't really hate Allen. Since that interaction, Liam's had nothing but decent interactions with Allen. But Liam likes holding this against Allen. Liam finds Allen pretty cute, and bothering him about this is fun for Liam. So, Liam chooses to hang this over Allen's light brown, crew cut and pretty cute head. 

"Uh, right here? In Mr. Wild's class?" Allen asked with a chuckle. He found a upperclassman Literature class to be a strange place to engage in a back and forth of testicle punting. 

"Class, I will be right back. I have to go find... some... crushed nuts for my ice cream..." Mr. Wild said, standing up. A few students were confused. Mr. Wild had no ice cream. 

Liam laughed and Allen's eyes were wide. Mr. Wild looked at Allen and some laughter cracked through.

"Don't mess up my floors while I'm gone!" Mr. Wild exclaimed with a now hearty laugh. He winked very inconspicuously at the boys and strutted out of the classroom. Mr. Wild pictures himself as a hell of a guy. 

Liam looked back at Allen and nodded towards the center of the room. 

"Come on! Let's go!" Liam exclaimed. 

Allen's eyes were still wide and moved his hands up to his head. "I...I-I-"

"Go on!" Colby said, pushing Allen's arm. "Don't be a bitch."

"Yeah, Bitch!" Jack added. 

Allen's long face looked to be considering it. His baby blue eyes looked up at Liam's own and decided why not. 

With a shrug. "Fine, fine. Rock paper scissors for first kick?"

"Sure. I always pick rock, and I always win." Liam said, as he walked up to the front of the room. Allen followed, scratching his buzz cut head. 

"Nate!" Cody said aloud, looking at the sleeping beauty. "NATE!" Cody screamed. 

Nate moved his head and looked up.

"...what..." 

"Roshmabo. Didn't think you'd want to miss." Cody said with a smile, feeling better now. Even he was looking forward to this quality entertainment.  

Nate looked forward and saw Allen and Liam standing in front of each other. Liam had on a tight white shirt that hugged his frame with little imagination and an equally tight pair of light brown khakis. Allen had on a baggier white pair of khakis, and a dark blue dress shirt that curved with his muscles. He wasn't as strong as Liam was, but he wasn't weak. Not at all. 

"Shit..." Nate said, sitting up in his seat, waking himself up. "Break his fucking BALLS, Liam!" Nate chanted with new found energy, getting most of the classes attention. Everyone had an idea what was gonna happen here. 

"Rock, paper, scissors and SHOOT!" 

Allen had Scissors. Liam had Rock.

"What the fuck!?" Allen exclaimed. "You actually went Rock?!?!" Jack and Colby laughed together, at Allen's astonishment. 

"I literally told you, I always go Rock..."

Allen shook his head. "I... guess you're right. Whatever. Let's go." Allen said, parting his legs, putting his hands over his head. 

The class grew quiet as Liam got ready. The redheaded boy stretched his legs out and practiced a few kicks. 

"Your dick out of the way?" Liam asked, as his foot was touched the fabric of Allen's spread khakis. 

"Gimmie a moment..." Allen said, shoving a hand down his pants. Some laughs filled the classroom. 

"...and there! Just the beans are hanging now, haha!" Allen joked with a smile. 

"Good, good..." Liam said as he held his foot up there. He pushed up a bit, getting a feel for how to aim, then stepped back. A breath, then his foot fought the air and struck Allen's boy beans between his spread white khakis. The kick made a 

THWACK

as Allen's pants pulled up, and he let out a groan. Liam pulled his foot back, and Allen pulled his hands in, and hunched over. He stumbled a foot or so back, and let out a low wheezing moan. 

"DAYUM!" Jack let out, mouth over hand. 

"Ouch..." Cody said, cringing. 

Most of the class had a small smart comment to make about the kick. They watched as Allen held his crotch with both hands, and faced down. He held his mouth shut, and kept all the gut wrenching sickness inside. Allen knew that Liam wasn't a shit kicker. That just proved it. 

"Fuck... my nuts..." Allen croaked out after some moments of closed mouth. 

"Shit kicker, huh?" Liam laughed. He bent over and kept himself as close to eye level to Allen, as Allen held himself, doubled over. Allen looked up, and stumbled back again. 

"Yeah... fucking crap kick..." Allen wheezed out, as he moved his hands to his thighs and tried to move on from the nausea in his stomach and ache radiating from his balls. He shook his head and started to get ready to unleash his own kick. 

Liam laughed and spread his legs, and pulled his tight khakis even higher. You could see two bulbous circles outlined clearly, with a strong piece of meat above. 

"Just so you know exactly what you're up against..." Liam said with a smirk. There was a whistle from the classroom, which got everyone to laugh. 

"Liam packing HEAT!" Jack proclaimed. 

"Liam eats all the potatoes." Colby added. 

Liam laughed and nodded proud. 

Allen jumped up with a cringe on his face, and shook his hand at Liam. "You ready?"

"HIT ME!" Liam exclaimed, tensing up, getting ready for a kick. 

Allen didn't waste any time, as the moment was perfect to him. He shot his foot forward and the instep of his dress shoe pushed up into Liam's globes, lifting and crushing them. Allen felt Liam's orbs flatten against the body exterior of his pelvis, taking up the full space between Liam's tight thighs, not giving Liam's full orbs any space to bend or squirm away from Allen's assaulting foot. Both Allen and Liam knew it was a great kick. 

Liam felt his lower body explode in a dull sick pain that dragged his powerful and defined frame down. But Liam held his nuts up, and his legs held him standing. But he couldn't help but stumble, wheeze and bend over as the testicle pain grew inside the bulky teenage boys frame. Liam walked towards the windows with his hands holding his balls, and his face scrunched in agony. 

"ahhh... my FUCKING BALLS!" Liam cried out, squatting with a hand over his stomach, and the other over his nuts. 

"Haha!" Nate laughed. "Come on you pansy, Allen took his kick WAY BETTER!" 

"FUCK OFF NATE!" Liam yelled, sick to his stomach. 

Colby laughed, as he turned to Jack. "Liam or Allen?"

"Liam. He's got first kick." Jack replied, smiling a handsome black smile. 

Colby took his glasses off, and cleaned them off with his striped tie. "Meh... I'm feeling Allen."

"You crAzy..." Cody chimed in, getting a laugh outta Jack, and a chuckle out of Colby, who was still working on his glasses. 

"Colby, can you see in front of you without glasses?" Jack asked. 

"Yes, I can't see the board though."

"Sooo..." Jack said as Colby put them back on his square looking head. "You can see this?" Jack asked, as he tapped Colby's crotch with his back hand. Colby groaned out and closed his legs together. 

"Aaaahhh... fucker..." Colby laughed, protecting himself. "Yes, I can see that..." 

"Good. Just making sure." Jack laughed, cupping his crotch. He didn't want retaliation. 

Liam stretched his legs out as he walked back towards the front of the room. Allen smirked and spread his legs. 

"Allen, why are you so eager to get kicked in the nuts?" Nate asked from behind Allen. 

Allen turned to Nate and spoke. "I just want to-"

Was all Allen got out before Liam sent a rude kick between Allen's spread, unsuspecting legs. Liam felt his shoe push up into Allen's package and demolish the two eggs with powerful willpower, and the product of several hundred leg days. Allen was raised off his feet, and before he even knew what happened, he was on the floor. 

"WOOAH! LIAM FOR THE WIN!" Nate chanted, happy to see Allen lose. Nate still hasn't forgiven Allen. 

Allen rolled around, and made sick noises. His eyes were bulging and his upper body was racing. Allen began kicking his legs, as he felt the throbbing sickness spread out, and he wanted to shake it away. But it wasn't going away. Allen whined, defeated as he curled up, clutching his agonizing testes. 

"Hmmmhmhmmm... fuck you..." Allen groaned from the floor. 

"WOAH! WINNER!!" Liam exclaimed, raising his hands in victory. The class woo'd and clapped and laughed, all happy to witness entertainment. 

Allen began coughing into the floor as he shifted once more. Then the door opened. 

"Ah, hello class!" Mr. Wild said as he waltzed back into the room with a smile. He looked down and saw Allen curled up on the floor, and Liam standing in front of him with a look of unremarkable pride. Mr. Wild smiled and walked forward, stepping over his crying student as Liam let him pass. 

"Back to your seat Mr. Blake... I need to find... some crushed nuts!" Mr. Wild said with a face, getting most of the class, par Allen to laugh. 

"I think Allen has some!" Someone said in the back. 

"Oh really?" Mr. Wild said with his hands at his hips. He looked down at Allen with fake disappointment. 

"Mr. Hobbes, is this true? Do you have crushed nuts?" Mr. Wild asked, barely able to contain his laughter. 

Allen Hobbes held his fetal position, and didn't respond. 

"Well... I'm just gonna have to check myself!" Mr. Wild said as he flailed in hands about, and got to his knees. The class snickered as Mr. Wild moved his hands towards Allen. Allen whined and tried to struggle. The class watched, some laughing and some unsure if they feel comfortable with their teacher doing this. But after a few moments, those unsure shrugged and laughed with the rest. 

The class watched Mr. Wild's hand search over Allen's tight body, as Allen pleaded and begged Mr. Wild to leave him alone. Mr. Wild had a face on that showed he felt what he was doing was perfectly reasonable, and of no way shape or form anything that resembles out of line. Because Mr. Wild sees himself as not only a hell of a guy, but one of the kids. And this is what kids do to each other. They grab each other's junk in search of crushed nuts. 

Allen shrieked out and cried as he shook his head and pulled on Mr. Wild's wrist. 

"Oh God!" Allen cried out. 

"I found them!" Mr. Wild exclaimed to uproarious laughter. 

"Allen! Why didn't you tell me you had crushed nuts! I wouldn't of had to walk all the way across the school to look for them!" Mr. Wild laughed out loud. 

"That vending machine never has anything I want." Liam said, getting some laughs and a point of the index finger by Mr. Wild. 

"This is very true! I need to file a complaint with... the vending man. He sucks at his job." Mr. Wild said, shaking his head hoping other's would agree with him. 

Just then, the bell rung. Mr. Wild's English Class has ended. 

"Oh, there's the bell!" Mr. Wild said as he stood up. Allen let out a sigh of relief and felt able to curl up safely once more. 

"Don't FORGET CLASS! DO THE HOMEWORK! I WANT TO BE ABLE TO TALK ABOUT ROMEO AND JULIET!" Mr. Wild exclaimed as the class got ready to go.  

"Of course Mr. Wild!" Liam said, putting his bookbag on. 

"Have a good day everyone! Oh, and Cody." Mr. Wild said, getting Cody to turn to face him with eyes wired and hands on the arms of his bookbag. 

Mr. Wild smiled and said "You were a lovely Juliet, thank you." Mr. Wild said, bowing. 

Cody laughed and said, in the Juliet voice. "Why thank you Mr. Wild! Thank you!"