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[coralphilosopherarbiter]

Part 2 of 3 of oldies wedgies between roommates. Dude’s getting his Tighty whities manhandled and obliterated by his roommate. The ripping sounds so crisp even in slow motion. 😈

[coralphilosopherarbiter]

Part 1 of 3 of oldies wedgies. This nerd is getting bounced up and down by his roommate for wearing tighty whities. When will these nerds ever learn? 😈

[time-traveler-in-space]

[littlebruder]

These new work rules are weird, but something about the way the boss explains them just makes sense. It’s his job to make sure we’re following the rules as a team. Of course he has to be able to check if our cages and plugs are in place.

[tightywhiteyginger81]

[secretwhitieswearer28]

Toby had stripped off his jeans, leaving his legs exposed and very vulnerable. Of course his childish underwear contributed a lot to that. Mac couldn’t believe it when he saw his tiny underwear and his heart skipped a beat with pleasure. He had always suspected but never actually known for sure….

“Are you sure I shouldn’t change into a pair of boxers for this pic? Don’t women like, hate briefs?”

“DEFINITELY NOT. She wants somebody real. And you really still wear little boy underwe- I mean tighty whities…..not boxers.”

“Dude, Shut up!”

*click*

What was that??

Nothing just a notification I got. *click*

“Spread your legs a little wider and bring them up closer to you. Yeah… she’ll probably LOVE that”

You mean like this?

Yeeeeah…..perfect bro *click*

“You sure get a lot of notifications… You really think she’ll like this??”

“Yeah probably.” If not HE sure will enjoy the pics he took. Not only did they show an incredible amount of his body, even through the white transparent fabric, but they would be a great source of blackmail later. Ppl like nothing better than to gossip about a grown man who still wears little boy underwear. Especially when there’s proof of the accusation…. He would certainly immediately comply or have his whole neighborhood find out about his sissy boy panties

[hellowhitebriefs-deactivated201]

Chris Hesse of the band Hoobstank locked out of the tour bus in his tighty whities

[humiliated-underwear-losers]

exposed

[athleticsupporter]

Billy was the dumbest jock on the college baseball team, and his rival fraternity knew it. They catfished him as a busty blonde, and he confessed everything: he never washed his jockstrap for luck and got rock-hard when he saw big tits in the stands. The frat hired a stripper to play the part. In the second inning, she flashed him, and he shot a massive load into his cup right on the field. Billy was forced to play the rest of the game with his cock and balls sloshing around in a cup slicked with his own load. The coach, furious at the smell, dragged him to the office after the game. He made Billy strip, then forced the jockstrap into his own mouth, making him chew the cum-soaked pouch like a dog. He later confessed to his online "girl" that he'd have to eat his cum after every home game, much to his rival fraternity's delight.

[fratdudefootgear]

[doitbro]

He didn’t know it was me, yet, but I might be telling him soon. Telling him that it was me he had been surrendering his control to all along. He wasn’t quite ready for that yet, and I was patiently looking forward to the day he was. After all, I had been working on him for weeks just to get him to this point. I wasn’t about to spoil his training by letting him know who I was too soon.

You see, the dumbass had been indiscriminately looking at his Tumblr in public. A few seconds looking over his shoulder and I saw his handle and that he was a submissive cocksucker. So I messaged him, struck up a conversation, and started taking control. I slowly had him start exposing himself to me, using my position of authority to give him relatively little information about myself in return. He eagerly handed me more and more power, so excited that a clearly superior man was taking a real interest in him and his development.

By the time I had progressed him from obeying me on text, to photos, to videos he was addicted to my commands. I even had him start a “f– fund”, just a small sacrifice he had to make each day so he could occasionally buy items for himself that would enhance my amusement. I started small, of course, with his trusty “I <3 Cocky” pin now displayed on his bag every day. Then it was a few packs of briefs and a few frilly jocks. Today was the first day he was trying a brand new, app controlled butt plug - his most expensive purchase yet.

Now he was sitting there, in his briefs, plugged and drooling like the cocksucker he is. He doesn’t know that the reason his plug is responding so well to his facial expressions is that I am in control. I’m hoping he leaks a visible wet spot before he gets to run back home to message his “online Master” about what a good, obedient inferior he is. He’ll eagerly kneel for me, confessing everything that’s in his head, and let me drill deeper into his mind. Soon, he’ll be buying a chastity cage for himself, the final piece of equipment he needs before I reveal myself to him.

Now, you’ll have to excuse me. I’m getting an urgent message from my “online slave” begging me to turn the vibrations off before he leaks so much that it stains his shorts. That’s my cue to switch his tool into a prostate pulsing setting that may just cause him to cum in his pants. I’m going to make him thank me profusely while watching him struggle not to cream himself. I’m really hoping he loses that battle though: that way I can punish him later for cumming without permission.

[time-traveler-in-space]

[twistedfoxtail]

Me and my older brother got into a debate on if hypnosis is real or not. So I let him try it out on me, I watched as he swung the crystal in front of my face and all I could do is laugh in my mind because i knew this wouldn’t work lol I even closed my eyes for a second to mess with him. After about 15 mins of this he stopped trying to hypnotize me. See i told him I couldn’t be hypnotized and what better way to rub it in his face by stripping down to my tighty whities and standing in the street and yelling “ I Chris Watts can’t be hypnotized and I have a 3in pecker” I bet that last part really stung haha I can’t be hypnotized.

🌀🌀🌀

[briefsboy25]

[brolikeswhitebriefs-deactivated]

Getting real tired of taking off my own pants. I need a tightywhitie stud bud like yesterday. I’m located in West Florida.

[bulgeloverblog]

[muscledaddyjock]

Pick up Dicks

[enms-world]

“Hey Dylan, hope you don’t mind us taking these filthy stained date clothes over to the laundromat. Sorry we forgot to bring you an extra pair of panties, I mean Boxers for your big date, lover boy! Guess you’ll just have to wait till we get back with a clean outfit!!”

One of his college buds from Alpha Omega Zeta shouted out from the sports car peeling off down the street and out of sight.

Dylan wasn’t scared so much as he was absolutely mortified! His date, a senior girl from CSU who was up in Boulder for the Spring Break weekend, and a total stunning babe, was supposed to pick him up from here at any time after 7:15, and the faint glow of the college’s clock tower in the distance showed the time to now be 10 minutes before 7 o'clock and Dylan was now completely stranded by his own fraternity brothers, Left without any good clothes (or any clothes at all for that matter!) after they had spilled his shake from an early dinner onto his good date night outfit.

And to have made matters worse, he was now fully feeling the effects of the viagra his mate had offered him to help him with his “problems keeping it up for long periods for his lady or other partners who might end up in his bed”.

Dylan was feeling blood constantly rushing between his brightly colored flushed cheeks, strikingly bright red with embarrassment that it was beginning to make his face look sun kissed while showing a look of shock and the overwhelming feeling of not knowing what to do or how he’d be able to cover up this raging and wicked boner he now was pitching out.

His embarrassing exposure lit up and revealed by every vehicle that drove by, his face looking more like a humiliated deer in the headlights as both the fear and thrill of the next car coming was to be his date, was rushing blood pulsating down in his erect dick that it made him throb and twitch noticeably then rushed quickly back up to his bright hot red face from the constant realization and reminder from every college passenger and driver that was honking and shouting humiliating remarks, cat calls and embarrassing nicknames while bursting out in roars of laughter, fingers pointing or, Dylan spotting the distinct and familiar sound of a phone camera shuttering or hearing the starting of a video recording or a live broadcast showcasing the hilariously, embarrassing sight standing out on the busy street corner before them in the middle of Downtown Boulder. Good luck coming back from that date with your dignity, Dylan buddy! Hahahaha

[curiousboy15]

Relaxing

[littlebruder]

This is the point in the weekend when I used to play with my dick. Not an option anymore I guess.

[iamcnb]

Y fronts

[yasuimau]

You were surprised to find one of your buddies just standing outside your house in nothing but his tighty-whiteys. "Hey man, you got any clothes I could maybe borrow?" He awkwardly asked, holding a roll of newspaper in front of his crotch as his only cover.

He had apparently locked himself out of his house when he stepped out to grab the Sunday newspaper this morning. Of course this happened the one time he was too lazy to put on his robe and stepped outside in nothing but his undies. He has been running around town trying to find help since then, basically exposing himself to the entire neighborhood. The sun had already set by the time he made it to your frontyard completely on foot, still as scantily clad as he was this morning.

You ask him to wait outside while you grabbed him a fresh set of clothes. Except instead of clothes, you grabbed a pair of scissors and quietly got back and opened the door. He had his back turned against the door to keep an eye on any strangers who might pass by and see him, the perfect position for you to cut right through his briefs without him knowing.

"Dude! What are you doing?!" He exclaimed as he heard a snip and felt a sharp tug on his tighty-whiteys. He held on to his undies as he desperately begged, "Come on man! I've been walking around town like this for hours already. I'm absolutely freezing my ass out here. Just please, don't do this to me!" But with one more snip, his briefs easily slipped out of his hands leaving him stark naked in the cool evening air.

"Very funny man. Haha. But can you please just let me in?" He pleaded as he knocked on your door, desperately holding the newspaper to his now exposed cock. Taking a bit of pity on the poor guy, you slowly open the door, only for you to snatch the newspaper right from his hands and slam the door once again in his face. And as your final parting gift to your buddy, you turned on all the lights on your front porch and set off your car alarm, bringing everyone's attention to him, his naked body fully illuminated as he pounded on your door. The poor guy froze in place as your neighbors looked at him, before he finally ran away with his hands glued to his privates for a second more humiliating round of exposure around town.

[gaywedgiestories]

Josh’s wedgie Tales Part 1: So this is what being a tighty whitie nerd is really like.

It was a Friday night and with the work week finally over Josh was ready to live up the weekend. He hadn’t realized until graduating from college just how hard it could be mustering up the energy to get through a 40 hour work week. His parents had always made it seem so natural and effortless when he was younger. There was one place he knew he could go in order to blow off some steam from the work week in a few different ways and that was Rumors, a gay bar he liked to frequent. 

After showing his ID to the bouncer for likely the 100th time despite being a regular, Josh made his way over to the bar. There must be something in his face that made him look too young to be there, almost  boyish, which the bartender all but confirmed as he asked to see the young man’s ID again before serving up any drinks. By the time the second drink came Josh had already scanned most of the club searching for someone who struck his fancy without much luck. He was beginning to think tonight might be a bust when a handsome stranger sat down next to him.

“One rum and coke” the stranger said to the barkeeper who got started on the drink without even carding him. Josh couldn’t help but stare as he thought of what he could possibly say to get this man’s attention. His eyes wandered from his face, down his chest, down to his waistband, wondering what kind of underwear this handsome man was wearing. A snap helped Josh break from his trance as he looked up to the pair of fingers that had made the sound and the man who was now grinning at him. “See something interesting down there?”

“Sorry,” Josh apologized blushing after being caught. 

“It’s okay, and they’re boxer briefs if you really need to know” the man said snapping his waistband a bit for effect. “Have a bit of a fetish, do you?” 

Josh blushed even deeper upon being called out so casually. 

“I guess I can take that as a yes. The name is Chris, by the way. And you are?”

“Uh… Josh,” he replied sticking out a shaking hand to greet the man. 

Chris chuckled “What a dork” he said before reciprocating the offer and shaking Josh’s hand. “And what is it you do for a living, Josh?”

“I’m a librarian.” he replied. 

Chris joked up part of his drink. “Seriously?” 

Josh nodded. “Why is that funny?”

“Well, it’s just. I was kind of teasing calling you a dork, but that kind of helps confirm it, which I really wasn’t expecting. I mean you work with books for a living and likely have to dress and act real proper. It just paints a real nerdy picture.” 

Josh blushed once more. He knew he was a nerdy guy, but it felt different to be called out on it, especially by such a handsome stranger. One who didn’t even have a full picture of his live at that, which would surely help cement his status as a nerd in this man’s eyes. “Maybe a little. And what is it you do exactly, that’s so macho?” he teased back, hoping to keep up so he could stop stumbling like a buffoon in front of this hot guy. 

“I work in construction actually, so yeah I’d say that’s pretty macho.” 

“Oh, fuck me,” Josh sighed in defeat. “You really do make me look like a huge nerd.” 

“Well if you insist,” Chris said, chugging his drink. Josh stared at him not understanding what he was referring to. “I mean I will fuck you, if you insist.” Josh’s eyes went wide. Nothing about this conversation seemed to be going right, but somehow this hot guy still wanted him and Josh was really getting turned on. “Follow me.” Chris lead Josh into the bathroom. He checked each stall to make sure no one was there before grabbing a chair from the table outside the bathroom and propping it up to block the handle. Chris was bold and that only seemed to make Josh’s erection even tighter as it rubbed up against the fabric of his underwear and pushed to escape his shorts. 

“Well someone’s eager.” Chris said. He shimmied up to the horny dork and unbuttoned his shorts. He kissed him with vigor as he unzipped his pants letting them fall down around his ankles. Josh went in for another kiss stopped when he felt Chris hand wrap around the waistband of his underwear. “No wonder you wanted to know what underwear I was wearing. You really are a nerd, aren’t you tighty whitie boy?” 

Josh erection grew a bit more and pushed his briefs out to show it off to the dominant man before him. No guy had ever really pegged him so perfectly before, or at least no guy cared that he was nerdy or wore briefs until now, but he had always wanted them to. 

“And it seems you’re a tighty whitie boy who knows what he is too,” Chris said rubbing his hand along the outline of Josh’s erection that tented his briefs. “Do you know what all tighty whitie boys deserve?” 

“A wedgie” Josh whispered knowing for certain that he was giving the correct answer. 

“That’s right” Chris replied before yanking Josh’s tighty whities up his back. The wedgie stung, but also felt wonderful and Josh couldn’t help but moan, never having experienced another guy pull his briefs up his ass other than himself. It was entirely different when he didn’t have any of the control. Chris stuck his other hand on the hiked waistband and pulled harder and higher as he kissed the neck of his victim. He got the waistband up to Josh’s upper back before it just wouldn’t travel any further, so he grabbed the exposed leg holes and began to pull those instead. 

Josh groaned and grabbed Chris ass, wanting to hold on to something and satisfy his own need to do something lusty despite being at Chris’ mercy. With every yank on the leg holes Josh’s feet were lifted off the ground. He was jostled up continuously which only added to his horny state. Josh’s breathing became heavy around the 3rd time he was bounced. “You have to stop, or else I’m gonna…UUUUMMMM” he moaned not finishing the thought as he shot his load into the front of his briefs as well as onto Chris pants, with the way his erection was already tenting the briefs out. 

“Looks like you had your fun, but we’re not done yet.” Chris let go of Josh’s stretched out briefs and let him completely touch the ground. He pushed him down further though onto his knees as he dropped his own shorts revealing a nice erection tenting up against his green boxer briefs. Chris shucked those down too and stuck his erection towards Josh’s face who quickly gobbled it down and got to work. Chris grabbed at Josh’s stretched out waistband and began to pull it tight and then loosen the slack in order to control the blow job without ever touching the tighty whitie boy’s head. 

The wedgie was feeling more painful now that Josh had already achieved orgasm, but he didn’t stop. He lapped his tongue around the shaft as it worked its way in and out of his head hoping the added stimulation would help Chris get off. After a couple minutes Chris was finally reaching his climax. “Here it comes” he said. He pulled out and aimed his cock at Josh’s partially brief covered ass, soaking the briefs with more cum to match the front and dripping a bit down the boy’s legs and into his shorts around his ankles as well.

Josh stood up and went to pick the wedgie invading his ass when Chris hands stopped him. “Leave it in until you get home, tighty whitie boy, so that anyone whose looking closely enough can see you for what you are an know you’ve already been put in your place tonight”

“Yes sir,” Josh replied pulling up his shorts. 

“And why don’t you give me your number so we can play again sometime?” Chris held out his phone and Josh grabbed it.

[gaywedgiestories]

Josh’s Wedgie Tales Part 2: When I Think About You I Touch Myself

Josh pulled his own underwear up his ass. He was that kind of tighty whitie nerd. He pulled in the vain hopes that it would somehow supplement the feeling he had last night as Chris yanked his tighty whities harder than Josh had ever managed to before. But as all tighty whitie boy’s must learn, Josh was realizing that his own self wedgies would never feel as good as the real thing. He had been at it for 20 minutes and even though he was stimulated, he just couldn’t make himself cum. Not the way Chris had in seconds with nothing, but his hands, his dominance, and Josh’s little briefs.

Of course, those briefs weren’t quite so little anymore. Josh had left them hanging out as instructed last night which he know he got more than a few stares for. His shirt covered a bit, but anyone really looking at the material could definitely tell he had a trail of underwear leaking out of his pants and they could probably smell the cum, he definitely could.   When he got home that night he showered, cleaned up, predictably put on a new pristine pair of white briefs, but eve though he knew they were unwearable practically, he just couldn’t bring himself to throw them out. It was like a mark of pride, despite the visible stains of cum and skids on the underwear; they were the first pair of underwear he owned that someone other than himself had ruined. 

He stared at them now, laid out across his bed as he knelt there yanking his tighty whities up his ass. He thought about how bold Chris had been, and how easily he had made him cum, and about how he never really got to feel his thick member in his ass because he was so easy his own briefs had done the trick, and then he came soiling another pair of tighty whities with his semen. Of course it didn’t matter too much, since he owned plenty more to replace them. 

Josh’s phone had alerted him to a text message five minutes ago, but he had been a bit too preoccupied to check it. After cleaning up he decided to check it and couldn’t help, but smile as he read the new message.

Chris 

“Hey, dork! Wanna hang out?”

[gaywedgiestories]

Josh’s Wedgie Tales Part 3: A Dork on a Date

After Josh got dressed he eagerly responded to Chris’ text:

Yes, definitely. Want to go out for dinner or something? 

Slow down there, poindexter. You’re making this sound like a date, and I don’t know how I feel about dating a dork.

Well what did you have in mind?

Don’t give up so easily. I might be persuaded to go out on a date, even with someone as geeky as you if you can prove just how much you want to go on a date with me. 

Josh could feel his dick getting hard as various thoughts of what he could do swarmed around in his head. He was surprised Chris has already managed to get him revved up despite just having came minutes ago. 

I could give myself an atomic wedgie and send you a video? Josh loved atomic wedgies so it wouldn’t really be too much for him and he thought Chris might have a thing for them to after their prior encounter.

I like where your head is dork, but I don’t think that’s gonna’ cut it. It’s always amusing to see a nerd give himself a huge wedgie for my amusement, but I’ve found that it’s just not as satisfying as doing it myself. I was thinking more like a dress code for you on this date. 

?

I want you to grab your whitest, most pristine pair of tighties and write your full name in permanent marker on their interior, right where the tag is. Then I want you to put a pair of khaki’s on over them, and complete the look with a nice button down shirt, preferably one with a pocket protector if you’ve got it. Oh, and make sure to tuck the shirt into your tighties so that a bit of the waistband is sticking out. 

Josh couldn’t help blushing after reading the text, even though he was all alone in his apartment. Chris had asked him to dress like a wedgie magnet. Truthfully he did have everything needed for the outfit as it wasn’t that different from what he would wear to work, but he’d never gone out with a shirt tucked into his briefs. And he’d never had his name written on his underwear before, not even during his childhood. As he was contemplating this thought his phone chimed once more.

Fair warning, I’m definitely going to be checking to make sure you’re dressed in proper attire. If not, this date is off. T.T

***

Josh arrived to Ming Ten, an all you can eat sushi buffet, 10 minutes early hoping to psych himself up for his date and for any stares he might get at his attire. He had made sure to dress as Chris had instructed, but tried his best to only show the slightest hint of a waistband above his pants and made sure that his name wasn’t even slightly visible. He took an open table in the back of the restaurant and told the staff that he was expecting someone and to send him back. 

He gave a gazed glance at Josh’s appearance, but didn’t really seem to take much interest as he just gave a nod and went back to chat with his coworkers.

Josh decided to go to the bathroom before his date arrived. He found the urinal and started to go when he heard the door open. 

“Don’t boys usually pee with their pants around their ankles?” Chris asked as he pantsed his date showing off his tight briefs for anyone who might walk in. “Good, I see you followed my dress code” Chris remarked as he snapped the waistband and admired the name written beneath it. 

Josh’s face flushed red as he tried to hurry his piss, worried that someone might walk in and see him. He fumbled to get his pants up and keep his composure as he buttoned them up, zipped the fly, and pulled his belt extra tight. “What are you doing? We’re in public.”

“All the more reason, dork. And I told you to make sure you tucked your shirt into those whities, didn’t I?” Chris pulled Josh closer getting into his personal space as he began to tuck his shirt in and pull his whities up. He only gave a slight hike from the sides, but he could tell Josh felt it from the look on his face. He made sure the entire waistband was clearly seen above his pants and even pulled slightly more on the back to get a hint of the name written in black marker just underneath. “Now don’t touch it, or I’m going home.”

Josh glared, but complied as he went to wash his hands.

“Shall we?” Chris asked as he opened the door and gestured for Josh to make his way out into the restaurant. 

Josh crept out soundlessly as though the lack of sound may somehow mask his presence from the other restaurant goers. The pair made their way up to the buffet and began to fill up their plates as a young boy passed by with his mom on the way back to their table. 

“Mom, does that man know that his underwear is showing?” the boy asked a little louder than Josh would have liked. 

“Don’t stare, Kenny.” She grabbed his shoulder with her free hand to lead him back to their table. 

“But I think he’s wearing the same ones as me” the boy said with excitement. 

Chris couldn’t help but audibly laugh as he saw Josh’s face flush red for the second time that night, and hopefully not the last. The two made it back to their own table and began to eat as Josh glared at his date. Chris couldn’t help but feel a little guilty even if he had been rather pleased with how embarrassed his dork date had gotten so he tried to help shift the mood. “So tell me a bit about yourself? Have you always lived here? What’s your family like?”

Josh’s annoyance relaxed a little as the conversation began to flow and the evening felt more like a proper date. The two finished their meals, got seconds without incident and continued to talk even after they cleared their plates for a good hour. Finally they paid their bill and made their way out to the parking lot. Josh just wanted one thing for him to feel like this had been a successful date and he waited as they chatted out by the cars for a minute. “You know, I had a pretty good time even in spite of the public embarrassment.”

“Well I had a good time, in large part because of it” Chris teased. 

“Well do you think you might want to go out again sometime? I thought we really clicked well tonight.” 

“Dating a dork? It does have a nice ring to it, I supposed. A cadence, even” Chris chimed. 

Josh couldn’t help, but laugh at the dumb joke and stared at the gorgeous man in front of him. He leaned in closer and Chris did as well and the two shared a kiss. Then Josh’s mouth gaped open in a grunt as he felt his briefs jump up his ass and Chris used the opportunity to slip some tongue into his date’s mouth. “You bitch!” Josh shouted as he pulled away. 

“You know you like it” Chris teased as he ran his hand across Josh’s fly feeling his hard dick. “Besides, I wanted to get a little souvenir of our first proper date. Maybe something for the scrapbook to show the kids in the future.” 

“What the hell are you talking about” Josh asked?

“I’m going to take home your underwear” Chris said matter-o-factly as he turned Josh around and pulled harder on his exposed waistband clearly getting his name in full view of any potential onlookers if there had been any around. Josh cried out and tried to swat at Chris’ hands. “This is happening one way or another, so you might want to be quiet if you don’t want to get noticed.” 

Josh thought about what was said and decided it might all be over quicker if he cooperated. He placed his hands on the car in front of him and spread is legs out into a stance that would make it easier to rip his briefs off.

Chris got back to work. He pulled for a couple more seconds until the leg holes of the briefs popped out and then he grabbed hold of those. He yanked in rhythm at the leg holes as he heard the briefs popping at the seams. After 30 more seconds Josh’s briefs were so stretched out that only a tight little thong like string was holding everything together. Chris grabbed hold of that strand and in one solid pull ripped the briefs in half. Then he shimmied them out of Josh’s pants pulling at the loose strands still lodged inside his date as he finally got them up his chest and over his head. “Thanks for the souvenir” Chris said as though the gift had been Josh’s suggestion. He spun his date back around and gave him another kiss before leaving him dazed, horny, and commando in the parking lot.  

[gaywedgiestories]

Josh’s Wedgie Tales Part 4: A Test of Courage

Josh waved and smiled as he saw Chris walking towards him through the parking lot. It had been a while since he had a boyfriend and he couldn’t wait to check out the Rotten Manor with a cute guy like Chris by his side. He had heard from friends that this was the haunted house to check out this year and what better night to go than Halloween? 

“I can’t believe you’re into this kind of thing” Chris said. “It’s not too corny for you? Or to juvenile?”

Josh blushed at the suggestion, but recovered quickly. “No way. I’ve got friends who still love haunted houses. I know it’s a bit silly, but I honestly just find them so fun. All the effort put into them. You’re going to love it. This one is supposed to be really good and not too expensive in comparison to some of the others I’ve been to.” The two made there way to the ticket line while they continued their conversation.

“I never knew anyone to be so geeked about Halloween stuff after they grew up. It’s kind of cute.” 

“Never? You hang out with some boring people then, mister.”

Chris laughed. “I guess so. My parents just kind of enforced it into my head that Halloween is for kids. I remember buying a costume for myself when I was like maybe 14 with like money I had saved up. My dad threw it out and lectured me about being too old for such childish things anymore.” 

Josh wrapped his arms around his boyfriend. “I’m sorry, babe. That’s so sad.” 

“Don’t worry about it. Being around you cheers me up. You might even say it can be uplifting.” Chris snickered at his awful pun as he reached his hands down his boyfriend’s pants and grabbed the waistband of his briefs. 

“Shit, no!” Josh cried out as he felt his briefs lodge up his ass. He was certain others in line were staring at them, especially with his underwear being dragged out of his pants. He could feel the waistband stretch to mid back before Chris let go and it snapped back down towards his pants. Josh adjusted his underwear and scowled at Chris. 

“Next!” The teller shouted. 

“You promised not in public” Josh said. 

“Next!” The teller shouted again.

“I promised nothing outlandish in public. I’ve given worse wedgies than that to friends out in public” Chris responded. 

“Wedgie boy, and asshole friend! You’re next! Get your asses up here!” The teller shouted. 

Josh’s face flushed red at the new nickname this stranger had bestowed upon him, but he turned around and made his way up to the teller. “Two for the rotten manor” Josh said holding up two fingers to the teller.

The teller looked to be a man around the same age as Chris and Josh. Fresh out of college or at least close to finishing. He was tall and lean and wore a billowing cloak in a half-ass attempt at a costume and a blank stare that showed he had already mentally checked out for the day. “50 dollars. Are you paying or is the asshole paying?” 

“Don’t get your panties in a bunch, dick” Chris chimed in as he pulled out the money from his wallet. “It was just a joke. Just relieving some tension before the haunted house.” 

“I hope you wet your pants in terror,” the teller replied handing over the tickets. 

Chris flipped him off as he took them and the teller returned the favor. Josh pushed Chris along and waved uncomfortably to the teller.  

“He really got under you skin didn’t he?” Josh asked as the pair made their way to the back of the line for the attraction. 

“He was a jerk.” Chris crossed his arms and shifted from one foot to the other as he stared towards the front of the line. 

“Well you know, you kind of were too.”

“But I’m your jerk” Chris teased as he grabbed Josh in a head lock and started to give him a noogie. 

“I can be your jerk” a tall slender man shouted as he invaded Chris’ personal space. He was dressed in clothes that kind of resembled the ringleader to a circus only goth-like and bloody. Chris jumped in response not noticing the worker approach them in line. 

“Very funny” Chris said as he took a step to the other side of the walkway, stepping behind Josh and giving the worker a path. 

“I don’t want to go” the worker shouted in his shrill voice. “Let’s be friends. You be his jerk and I’ll be your jerk.” He twisted his head and stuck his face closer to Chris. Chris backed his head away and averted his gaze. 

“That’s so creepy.” A woman a bit further back in line squealed as she clung on to her boyfriend. 

The worker looked over hearing the woman’s comment. “I’m creepy” he said in his shrill voice as he started walking over to his next victim. 

“Are you scared” Josh asked with a hint of glee in his voice as he looked over at Chris. 

“Me, scared. Hell no. I’ll show you scary.” Chris dug a hand into Josh’s jeans and pulled out a fistful of his tighty whities. “This is scary, a grown man getting a wedgie because he’s a fucking nerd who still wears tighty whities” Chris whispered in Josh’s ear as he gave another yank.

“Okay, okay. I get it, you’re the tough one” Josh said as he pulled Chris hand away and slyly adjusted himself hoping no one would notice. 

“That’s right, nerd” Chris whispered and gave Josh a peck on the cheek. The two made it to the front of the line and were given the go ahead to enter into the Rotten Manor. Josh made his way in first with Chris following closely behind. The first room had an actor dressed up in the foyer to the house who talked about how the manor was haunted and that on nights like tonight it was best to steer clear lest visitors get eaten by the maniacs who live here. He was clearly having a good time and the room was very relaxed for scares. He ushered the men through the doorway and made sure to close the door behind them. 

They entered a room with several different doors. Josh tried opening one only to have it pull back and here a beast snarling on the other end. He gestured for Chris to try the next door and Chris crept his hand up to the nob before turning it cautiously. This door pulled back as well and a loud train siren could be heard which caused Chris to jump back. 

“I thought you weren’t scared” Josh teased as he pinched Chris around his sides. 

Chris jerked in response and pulled Josh’s hands away. “Just a jump scare. They can get anyone with a jump scare from some loud noise.”

“Right, right” Josh replied moving towards the next door. He felt his boyfriends hands curl into his pants once more and his underwear was given a strong pull as he stepped up onto his toes from the initial tug and then got lifted off the ground from the next. 

“I can make you jump too” Chris huffed. 

Josh rolled his eyes and half-heartedly fixed his wedgie, getting the underwear out of his crack, but not fully tucking them back into his pants as his waistband remained exposed. He opened the right door this time and the two made there way into the next part of the manor. 

The next room looked like a church and a nun stood to greet them. She berated them for being sinners and talked about how they deserved to have there flesh devoured. She struck a yardstick against the alter and approached the two, getting into their personal space. Josh really did love haunted houses and he couldn’t help but admire her acting and the set around them. He still couldn’t help, but notice his boyfriend using him as a human shield which was in itself a comical idea. Chris stood about four inches taller and had a much larger scale with clear muscle definition. There was no way he could hide his frame behind his 5′7″ boyfriend who took up only about 3/4′s of his body mass worth of space. 

As the two progressed through room after room Chris had a harder time keeping up his tough guy attitude as he clung to his date’s arm. With the way he was pressed against him Josh could feel every time Chris’ body tensed or jerked or jumped from the scares. As the couple made their way into a pitch black tunnel where they had to feel there way through Chris pulled Josh back to stop him from walking forward. 

“I’m scared” he said.

“I thought you were tough and this was all just some kind of Halloween geek horror that couldn’t possibly scare a real man like you” Josh taunted. 

“I know what I said” Chris grated. “I’m saying something else now. Let me be real with you for a second. I’m not good with horror. I hate it honestly and I would never willingly walk through something like this on my own.”

“Then why did you want to come” Josh asked?

“For you, you dork. Isn’t it obvious?” 

“Oh” Josh said. He was thrown a bit off guard, having Chris be open and vulnerable. He knew he liked him and he liked Chris too, but when did they get to this point? They had started off as a fling and there first date wasn’t exactly traditional or super romantic, but this was probably the seventh date they’d been on since that first one where they decided to become a couple, or maybe sixth. It did seem like maybe he shouldn’t count that time they were going to go see a movie, but ended up having a quickie in the car and then went back in the house to watch Netflix. 

“I guess I wanted to come because I knew you were really into this and I wanted to share the experience with you. What I’m trying to say is I really like spending time with you and just came to be closer to you. I knew I’d probably get scared, it was like a guarantee. I just thought that maybe if I put myself in a scary situation it would help give me courage, and maybe get up the nerve to ask if you wanted to be my boyfriend?” 

Josh turned around and found Chris’ face. He leaned forward and pulled the back of Chris head towards him for a kiss. He pulled back. “Yes.”

“Oh good” Chris sighed. “Now protect your boyfriend and lead us out of here!” 

Josh laughed. “Okay, tough guy.” 

“You’re still my little nerd” Chris whispered as he gave a solid yank on the still exposed waistband of his boyfriend’s briefs and felt up his crotch with his free hand. Josh didn’t bother unpicking his wedgie this time, enjoying the feeling as he lead Chris through the rest of the haunted house.