When I was in seventh grade, everybody in my school called me “Musty Man” because you could smell my balls from the other side of the classroom. Even the teachers called me that. At the time, I didn’t know much about testicle and penis hygiene because I had opted out on the puberty video.




My tighty whities were like a swamp after P.E. The smell of the sweat coming from there was horrid. On top of that, I would masturbate by rubbing my penis while it was still in my underwear then cum in it. Additionally, I changed my underwear about once a year. So, my balls smelled like urine, cum, sweat and occasionally blood.




The following year, I started dating the new girl who was nose blind, meaning she couldn’t smell, and she hadn’t heard the rumors yet. We decided to have sex in the school bathroom and when I pulled down my pants her ass was splashed with the liquids I have down there.





We didn’t need lube because the grease and oils on my penis would act as a natural lubricant. As I was going to work on her, and using my signature mover A.K.A. the THE VIRGINIA DESTROYER, my balls slipped in her vagina because of how slippery they were. Now we were stuck there like two dogs who just had sex.




As I frantically tried to pull out, I started cumming from the increased stimulation. A teacher then walked in the bathroom. I told him the situation and he tried to pull me out, but I just came more as a result. A few minutes later, there were four teachers trying to pull us apart. When they finally pulled us apart I went slipping and sliding all the way to the hallway where a bunch of other students were just staring.




“Musty Man, Musty Man!” They said as they laughed and pointed. I struggled to stand up because I kept slipping on my grease. Soon, there was a huge crowd of students singing the Musty Man chant.




“Musty Man, Greasy Man,
Here comes the Musty Man!
Bring a fryer and a pan,
Help us cook lunch, Musty Man!”




That’s it. I decided to uses the sacred “Helicopter Penis” technique to harness the power of my grease, oils and numerous STDs. As I twirled my dick around, the liquids from my balls and penis went splashing on everyone. Now for my revenge, I took one of the jocks’ cigarette lighter, lit it, then threw it into the crowd.




The students who were bullying me were now burning in my ball sweat. Sweet justice. I walked home having left my underwear and pants at school. As I was playing Minecraft, my Dad told me that he got a call from my school.





And that’s how I was beaten to death.