As soon as I stepped out into the hallway, I regretted it. Biff and Steve were standing right by the bathroom door talking. Biff took one look at me and immediately spotted my wet pants and started laughing.
"Look. The little baby wet his pants." Biff said pointing at the wet crotch of my jeans.
"Even better." said Steve "Look at where the piss came from: it's right between his legs. Maybe this little twerp is a girl."
"What? I am not" I said trying to defend my honor. That was obviously the wrong thing to say.
"Oh yeah?" said Steve, "Well I say you are." With that Steve swung his fist up into my stomach doubling me over in pain.
I gasped for breath for a second then final stood, relatively, upright again. I was about to say something else when Biff landed a solid kick to my groin quickly dropping me to the ground.
"I don't know Steve," said Biff, "it sure looks like he has balls to me. Maybe he is just a freak."
"Or a baby that wets his pants at school." Steve said. Both of them walked away laughing at my expense.
A minute or two later I was able to stand up again and I half-walked half-stumbled out the front door of the school and started walking as quickly as I could manage with my aching balls toward my house. Once I got there and had put on dry clothes, I was going to find a way to get back at those two assholes.
