“Why me, man?!” Yosuke cried as the white briefs were driven further into him by Kanji’s merciless strength. He certainly wasn’t expecting this to be how his day went when Kanji asked him to hang out and suddenly, he was being attacked with his own underwear in an almost vengeful manner.
“You were exposed, so I took the chance! Plus, I can use it as payback for all the jokes you’ve made about me!” Kanji audibly grinned as he yanked the briefs up again. Yosuke let out a groan as the briefs squished what they were supposed to hold in place, the legbands grinding and digging into his body.
Kanji put a hand on Yosuke’s shoulder and drove the waistband that was wrapped tightly around his knuckle further up Yosuke’s back. The older boy held onto his crotch as the fabric covering it thinned and continued to get tighter, chafing roughly against his skin. The absolute worst part of all this? The few students that were walking by the river bank that, instead of intervening, were laughing or taking pictures. This was it. Yosuke’s life was over. The entire school was gonna see him getting wedgied by someone younger than him, and in the nerdiest undies possible.
Though Kanji didn’t seem to take this fact into account as he took the waistband by both hands and gave another tough yank. Yosuke let out another cry, the white strip of fabric that was attacking his butt went rigid as the waistband reached the base of Yosuke’s neck. “Oi, Senpai, you ever had an atomic wedgie?” Kanji asked.
The colour drained from Yosuke’s face at the question, the pain was already toe-curling, the thought of it getting worse was not what he needed right now. A series of ‘no no no’s came as a beg from Yosuke though they were cut off by another sharp tug on his tighty-whities, forcing a choked yell to spout from the back of Yosuke’s throat.
Each tug caused another pained noise to come from Yosuke, his face contorting with pain as the briefs raised higher and dug deeper into his butt. When his vision went white, it took him a moment to realise it was his own underwear covering his eyes rather than his vision blanking from the pain.
Yosuke stumbled in the atomic wedgie, each step causing the briefs to rub against him in a different way. He felt himself lose his footing before a cold splash rushed over him. He’d fallen into the river, which caused the students watching to laugh harder at him. Standing up was even more painful, both physically and emotionally. His face flushed when he heard the clicking sound of the students’ phones taking pictures and the now drenched briefs rubbing over his body was uncomfortable in more than one way.
“Alright, take a good look at this!” Kanji swung his arm around Yosuke when he stepped back onto the bankside. His tone suddenly shifted into the voice Yosuke had heard when he first met Kanji. That rough-and-tough delinquent voice. “Anyone who keeps those photos gets it ten times worse than him, got it?! Now fuckin’ scram!” He stomped his foot down. The shocked students took a moment to process it before most of them ran away, others quickly deleting the photo before following.
“Y…you told ‘em to delete it?” Yosuke forced the waistband off his head, the fabric hanging out the back of his pants. “But…why?”
“I’m getting payback, but you’re still my friend. Besides-“ Kanji yanked up the wet briefs one more time, quickly, but rough enough to earn a squeak from Yosuke, “-the wedgies you’re gonna get at school for the next two weeks because of this? That’s enough for payback for all the jokes you’ve made about me.” He let go and walked off, leaving a drenched Yosuke to worry about the next two weeks of his school life.