Humiliation

As I laid on the floor in the school hallway holding my bashed balls the bell rings and all the other students fill the hall. Yes my humiliation has just begun. Laughter and crude comments filled the air. Ms. Pasternak the algebra teacher came out of her classroom to see what was happening. She looked down and saw me on the floor cupping my crushed nuts in my hands. Ms. Pasternak! The hottest teacher in school! She of the miniskirts and no panties. The subject of many of my sexual fantasies. I've masterbated to pictures of her in the yearbook. Tall, blonde and tan. Oh how often I've looked up her skirt whenever I had the chance.

"Quit standing around and get to class now! Go on!" She squats in front of me like a baseball catcher and I-- I can see it all! Right up her skirt! Her bald beaver! "Myron what happened? Did you get kicked in the scrotum again?"

"Um-- yes I got kicked. Jenelle Harris. She kicked my testicles."

"Well you probably deserved it you little perv. Can you walk?" I stand up, hunched over but I do stand up. "Uhh ohh my balls." She stands next to me rolling her eyes. "Yeah yeah your balls. I saw you looking up my skirt just now. Be thankful I don't kick you in the testicles, pervert. Go to the nurses office and get checked out."

So I walked to the nurses office hunched over, limping and holding my nuts. As they were walking to their next classes the other students would point and laugh. Yeah that's right laugh. When I'm making millions of dollars and your all flipping burgers at McDonald's I'll be the one laughing.

Oh my aching testicles