New Self Defense Class at Washington High - chapter 10, part 2 - Cracked

**Chapter 10, part 2 - Cracked**

Thrilled to be a part of such an historic project, Heather pulled out her phone and started taking photos of the boys lined up in their jockstraps with their family members lined up to kick or knee them in the groin. Without giving it much thought, she posted a couple to her Twitter and Instagram accounts - it started spreading quickly throughout the internet - and their community.

Seeing Brian helping the woman on the balance beam reminded her just how generous her brother was with everyone he encountered, even with a stranger. They were doing great on the beam, Brian’s balance was much better than Heather would have thought, but, then again, he was a college athlete so it shouldn’t have surprised her. She started taking some photos of him assisting the woman on the beam when she could tell he was quickly distracted by something at the front door of the gym.

At that same moment, Ms. Brown had the ladies switch back to the knee thrust.

“Now, we don’t really have time to take you through all the self defense moves the girls are learning in the class,” the principal explained, “but this will give you a good idea on some of what we do - and it will be a great way to administer some last-minute warm-ups to the nuts in front of you before we hand the nut-testing off to our staff. So, let’s go back to the knee thrust - and this time, feel free to put a little power behind it.”

“Honey, why don’t you take over for a little while, I need to go use the ladies’ room,” Eva Haas told her 23-year-old daughter, Lacey. This brought a smile to Lacey’s face and a bit of dread to her brother, Luke. And rightfully so - Lacey was a dancer and had really powerful legs.

“This should be fun,” Lacey said, placing her hands on her brother’s shoulders. “Just remember, this is just to help you get ready for your NUT TEST!” She said emphasizing those last two words as she brought her knee up with a swift and powerful thrust.

“Very good!” Ms. Brown said excitedly, “you are a natural!”

Laying on the ground in pain, Luke wasn’t too much out of it to notice his Phy Ed teacher step through the front doors of the gym wearing a blue thong bikini bottom and white crop top that barely covered her amazing C-cup breasts.

Miss Hartel was noticeably flustered as she ran into the gym, pulling a young man by the arm behind her. A muscular, tall and very tan 20-something wearing nothing but a Speed-O swimsuit.

It became quite apparent that Miss Hartel (or Miss H, as her students called her) wasn’t wearing anything under her flimsy crop top when she let go of her boyfriend’s hand and ran over to Ms. Brown.

“I’m so sorry I’m late! I was at the beach when I noticed your text and we came here right away!” Miss H explained.

Looking her subordinate up and down Ms. Brown wanted to admonish the teacher for what she was wearing, but upon quick reflection, she was impressed that she gave up her day at the beach with her boyfriend just to come help with the nut-testing program.

“It’s good to have you here, Miss Hartel,” the principal said with a smile, “And who might this be?”

“Oh, Miss Brown, this is my boyfriend, Hank. Hank, this is my boss, Ms. Brown.”

Hank took his right hand away from covering his crotch so shake the principal’s hand, exposing a huge bulge in his blue Speed-O.

“I see you’re matching,” Ms. Brown said pointing to the swimwear they were wearing.

“I’m so sorry for dressing like this, it’s the only thing we brought to the beach and to get a change of clothes would have meant driving north of town and that could have taken over an hour,” Miss H explained.

“I understand, dear. I’m just glad you could make it.”

By this point, everyone in the room had noticed the two new visitors. The ladies loved what they saw in Hank and the boys were simply captivated by the sight of Miss H in that outfit. Especially Brian, who was still on the balance beam.

Heather, with her phone out now shooting video of her brother on the beam, glanced back at Miss H and her boyfriend and immediately knew what got her brother so distracted. She also noticed Brian was about to place his right foot just off the edge of the beam. Before she could say anything his foot slipped off the beam and his muscular 240-pound body went slamming down onto the beam, legs spread, landing squarely on both of his massive nuts - all caught on video.

For a moment it seemed like he might not be hurt as he grabbed on the beam with both hands, then his eyes rolled back into his head and he slumped to his right, landing on the mat below him.

Heather freaked out at the sight, turned off her phone and ran to aid her brother.

“Brian!” She yelled, now crouched by his side. Without giving it any thought, she yanked down his shorts revealing his lack of underwear to the two ladies who were there at the beam.

“Wow, those are really swollen,” one of the women said.

“That’s about their normal size,” Heather retorted, now cupping the two balls in either hand. “But could you go get some ice for me?”

Entranced by the sight in front of them, the two ladies eventually snapped out of it and ran to get ice.

In the meantime, Eva had returned from the restroom and asked her daughter if she could take a few turns at the knee thrust on her son. “Be my guest,” her daughter said. “Bet you can’t do it as hard as I did, right Lukey?”

Eva could see the glazed over look in her son’s eyes and chalked that up to the punishment her daughter just administered. What she didn’t realize was that the distant look was from Luke taking in the sight of his gym teacher, wearing next to nothing. He was staring at her tanned legs as the teacher stood next to the principal discussing her role in the nut-testing program.

Luke’s mother placed her hands on his shoulders and slowly brought her knee up - she wanted to get in a good strike and show her daughter what a real knee thrust could do. When her knee made contact with his groin she could feel something very hard in his jockstrap. Confused, she turned to her daughter, “That’s not fair - he’s wearing a cup now?”

“What?” Lacey asked confused by her mother’s question.

“He’s wearing a fucking cup,” Eva said rubbing her knee against her son’s jock, feeling the hardness contained in his jock. “How am I supposed to crack his nuts with this damn thing in the way?!”

“What are you talking about?” Lacey said pushing her mother aside, “they are not wearing cups!” Then Lacey brought her knee up to her brother’s groin and she felt what her mother just felt. She also noticed what her brother’s gaze was locked on - Miss H in her skimpy outfit. With her knee still against his jock, Miss H turned slightly, giving Luke an amazing view of his teacher’s thong-clad ass. Lacey could feel her brother’s dick get even harder. And because of the jock, his cock was pointing straight down, captured and held in place by the strong fabric.

“I think you’re right, he IS wearing a cup!” Lacey said to her mother, backing away from Luke. Then she whispered, “Show him you’re not fucking around. Knee that cup so hard he’ll regret he wore it.”

Eva, now motivated by her daughter’s words, stepped in front of her son, determined to show him who was boss. She emphatically placed her hands on his shoulders, took a large step back with her right foot - Lacey looking on with sweet anticipation - then thrust with all of her might into her son's groin. CRACK!!

“AAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!” Luke screamed as he fell to the floor clutching his crotch.

The sound caught the principal's attention - in fact, it caught everyone's attention.

“Did you give him a cup?” Ms. Brown asked the nurse as they both ran over to Luke.

“No I didn’t,” the nurse said concerned.

“Then what was that cracking sound?” The principal asked.

“Did I break his cup?” Eva asked, clutching her hands to her face. “What did I do?!”

“I don’t think that was his cup,” Lacey said under her breath, trying not to burst into laughter.

Luke was screaming in pain when the nurse, principal and Miss H arrived at his side.

In such great pain, it was difficult to pry Luke’s hands away from his groin.

“We need to check your nuts,” the nurse said, trying to pull his hands away. “The sound of that cup breaking did NOT sound good.”

When she finally got both of his hands out of the way, the nurse reached her hand into Luke’s jock. “I’m just going to remove your cup first, okay Luke?” The nurse yelled, trying to talk over his screams.

“But…but…but,” was all Luke could get out.

The nurse carefully slipped her hand under the waistband of his jock. Luke screamed in agony. “I can’t seem to find the cup,” the ditzy nurse said scrunching her face in bewilderment, feeling around inside his jock.

Lacey just about lost it at that comment. “I don’t think he’s wearing a cup,” Lacey said to the circle of women gathered round the scene, hoping her mother wouldn’t realize it was her who said it.

“But we all heard it crack,” the nurse said now trying to pull down Luke’s jock, “So what could it have been?”

When she got the jock pulled down far enough, everyone in the crowed circled around Luke could now see what had cracked. A loud, collective gasp filled the gymnasium. I think even Brian could hear it - and he was still passed out.

“Holy shit, mom - you broke his dick!” Lacey couldn’t help but blurt out.

“I believe I did,” Eva said quietly, somewhat in shock.

Miss Spalding froze in horror at the sight before her.

“Do something!” Ms. Brown yelled to the nurse.

Completely out of her element at his point, the nurse reached out and grabbed the young man’s nuts.

“What are you doing?” The principal asked.

“Just wanted to be sure he didn’t hurt his nuts - gotta check for any ruptures!” The nurse said, hoping something would come to her on what to do. She had never encountered a broken dick before.

Then the nurse’s assistant came barreling into the crowd around Luke, holding a bag of ice and a large Ace bandage. “Hold this,” Gail said handing the bag of ice to Miss Spalding. “Luke, this may sting for a second, but I have to wrap your penis in this bandage to keep it form getting worse.”

The nurse’s assistant gently lifted Luke’s dick up from his stomach eliciting another scream from the young man. Slowly and gently Gail wrapped the swollen and now black and blue appendage. Once completed, it looked rather comical, like the Eiffel Tower wrapped in gauze, sticking out from Luke’s crotch.

“I’ll drive him to the hospital,” Luke’s mother said, “Can you give me a hand, honey?” She said looking at her daughter.

The two were gingerly walking him across the room, Luke wincing with every step and his sister laughing at every wince. “Could someone grab his backpack by the door?” Eva asked.

“I got it!” Miss H yelled running to the door.

Luke was once again mesmerized. He couldn’t look away. Miss H has such a perfect body and in that thong bikini and crop top, seeing her run across the room caused more stirring in his dick. His groan caught his sister’s attention and she knew exactly what was happening - he was getting hard again!

“Can we stop here for a second,” Lacey said, knowing damn well what was about to happen. “I need to rest.”

Then Miss H got to Luke’s backpack about 20 feet in front of them. As she bent down to pick up his bag, not only did it give them the perfect view of Miss Hartel’s ass, when she got her hands on the backpack, her crop top succumbed to gravity, releasing her perfect tits for all three of them to see from behind. Even the ladies admired the sight.

Luke groaned loudly again as blood rushed to his damaged cock.

"Are we going to need a bigger bandage?" Lackey joked looking at her brother.

“Are you ready?” Eva asked her daughter, now getting impatient.

“Not just yet,” the vixen claimed. Then Miss H stood up straight and turned to present the bag to them. “Okay, now I’m ready,” Lacey said with a huge grin.

Out the door they went. Very carefully.

Even with all of the commotion, Heather didn’t leave her brother’s side. Brian was still passed out on the floor, naked from the waist down. Standing up to see what all of the fuss was about, Heather inadvertently stepped back onto her brother’s right nut with her Mary Jane’s still on.

When the two ladies came back with the ice they couldn’t help but noticed where her foot was. “Is she standing on her brother’s nut?” One of them whispered to the other as they crossed the gym. “It looks like it. How can his nut take that? Here take this,” the other said, handing her the bag of ice, an idea in mind. She ran over to Heather and put her arm around her, glancing down to gauge where to put her high heel shoe.

“Can you believe he just broke his dick?” The woman said to Heather, her foot now firmly placed on Brian’s left nut. She could see Brian's body jerk for a moment.

“Is that what happened?” Heather said in shock. “I bet that hurt!”

The woman knew they wouldn’t be in this position long so she started grinding the heel of her shoe into Brian’s nut. *This is amazing*, she thought to herself, *it won’t budge!*

The second woman approached with the ice, trying to keep a straight face, seeing the two women in front of her standing on this poor boy’s nuts.

Her friend timed it perfectly that when Heather stepped off her brother’s nut, she did the same so she wouldn’t be found out.

“Here’s your ice. I can’t believe he fell on this nuts like that on the beam. I feel so bad. How are they?”

“Thank you so much. His nuts are tough - and he wanted them tested today anyway - so I guess he got his wish!” Heather said, the three of them sharing a laugh.

“They got tested all right,” the other woman said, “that was quite a fall! I can’t believe they didn’t rupture!”

“Me too!” Heather said. “And I got it on camera!”

“No way!” The two women said in unison. “Show me!”

Ignoring her brother, Heather set the ice on the floor and took out her phone. When she got to the video she watched it first by herself. When she saw the moment he looked over to Miss H and slipped she brought her hand up to her mouth, stifling a laugh. When she saw him land squarely on his nuts, legs spread, she lost it and burst out laughing.

“What? Show us!”

Heather lined up the start of the video and turned her phone to show them.

The two ladies watched in anticipation. “He looks distracted. What is he looking at?” One of them asked. “That.” Heather said pointing to Miss H who was coming their way. “Oh, no!” One of them laughed. Then BOOM! They saw him slip and fall. “Ohhhh, OUCH!” They both yelled. “I don’t care how tough his nuts are, that HAD to hurt!”

“What hurt?” Miss H asked, now standing with the other three, looking down at the passed out young man at her feet.

“This,” one of the women said excitedly, showing her the phone.

“That’s your brother, right Heather?” Miss H asked. Heather nodded her head.

“What’s he doing on the balance beam?”

“About to get his nuts crushed,” one of the ladies said to laughter.

“Really?” Miss H said, now a little more interested in the video. “Oh, no! Oh, dear! How did he not rupture at least one of his nuts?”

“That’s what we said,” one of the ladies said cheerfully.

“I gotta see that again,” the gym teacher said, now really interested in the video. A grimace on her face, waiting for the inevitable crushing, she saw Brian look away from the beam. “What is he looking at? That’s why he fell!! OUCH! It hurts *my* balls seeing this again!” They all shared a laugh.

“Hmmm, what could have distracted him?” Heather asked looking her teacher up and down.

It took a second, but when Miss H looked down at her attire, she blushed and and dropped her jaw. “Oh, no! Don’t tell me!”

“I’m afraid so,” Heather said gently. “But don’t worry about it, Miss H, he came here to have his nuts tested anyway.”

“Well, THAT was a good test,” the teacher said pointing to Heather’s phone. “If his nuts can take that fall, I’d say his nuts are safe.” All four ladies laughed, with Heather crouching down to ice her brother’s nuts.

“Funny,” Heather said looking at and feeling her bother’s nuts, “Is there anything sticking out from the balance beam?”

“Of course not,” Miss H said. “That would be dangerous. Why do you ask?”

“Look at this,” Heather said, holding her brother’s left nut in her hand. “It has a large indentation on the top of the nut here.”

“Hmmm,” Miss H said, now touching the top of the nut. “That’s unusual.”

Getting a little nervous, the two ladies said they had to go check on their sons and left the scene.

“And look here, there’s a weird pattern on his right nut!” Miss H pointed out.

"That's weird," Heather said, not realizing it was her Mary Jane's that made the noticeable markings.

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Heather’s Tweet about the nut testing raced around the internet. Many girls responded gleefully with comment s like, “They should do that at our school!” And “I gotta show this to our self defense instructor!” Eventually it made its way to Schuler’s Sporting Goods where the nut cup specialist Bridget saw it. A light bulb went off and Bridget grabbed a couple of their One-Nut nut cups and two of the Nut-Out cups - a right one and left one, naturally.

“I’m heading to the high school,” Bridget yelled to her associates as she ran out the door. “I’ll be back!”

**To be continued...**