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Post Icon Posted: Sep 8th, 2009 at 03:16 pm

This is a fun little story I decided to write. Don't worry, I will also update celeb hit list!

Part 1

It was almost seven o’clock in the suburbs. On a small street, 3 boys stood at the corner, waiting for the bus to pick them up for their first day in the eighth grade.

Davis was the tallest of them. He had a muscular build, and was one of the most popular kids in the entire school. His hair was of a reddish maroon, and his eyes were a deep sea blue. His face was a pale color and his cheeks were coated with freckles. His hair ran down far enough to cover his eyebrows but leave his eyes open.

John was next height wise. John had a skinny torso, but strong legs. He was of Italian decent, so his skin was tan and his eyes and hair brown. His hair stopped at his mid-forehead, and was sometimes pulled back a bit, as he normally wore a baseball cap. He had many friends around the school, but was not a well-known as Davis.

Lastly came Will. Like Davis, he had a muscular build but he was much shorter than any of the other boys. His skin was pale, but not as pale as Davis, and his eyes were a mossy green. His hair color would be a dirty blonde, but he usually buzz cuts his hair. He sticks mainly with his sports teams, and is not well known outside of the sport world.

The boys stood with one strap of the back pack on their shoulder. Davis was texting on his phone, while the other boys watched his fingers horrendously pound on the keyboard. He looked up for a minute. “Anyone up for basketball after school?” he asked.

“Sure.” John replied.

“I can’t, cross country meet.” Will explained.

“Kay.” Davis said as the bus rolled around and picked them up. Soon enough John and Davis were in Davis’ drive way with a basket ball. John was wearing blue short and a white T-shirt. Davis was wearing a pink polo shirt and some tan shorts, that were located around his thighs, leaving his green, red and purple plaid boxers in plain view.

“Dude, it look like someone pantsed you!” John exclaimed.

“You got it all wrong.” Davis said, dribbling the ball up behind John. When he was out of John’s view he stopped, set down the ball, grabbed John’s shorts and yanked them down. John stood with a blank look in his green boxers as a mother across the street gave him a glare and covered her toddler’s eyes. “I would look like that is I had been pantsed.” he said with a grin as John pulled up his pants.

“Let’s just play.” John said.

“Ohh, you sound angry.” Davis replied. “Let’s raise the stakes.” John nodded in agreement. “Ya know what a wedgie is, right.” Davis asked.

“Yah, my cousins exchange them all the time!” John said with a chuckle.

“Good. How about the winner gets to give the loser one.” Davis asked.

“Sounds good.” John replied with a slightly evil grin. “I’ve been practicing over the summer, I wouldn’t be surprised if those nice boxers were wedged half way up your ass by the end of this.” Davis gave him a gentle glare before throwing him the ball. The game was close, but it seems Davis’ height advantage paid off.

John began to pout a bit. He slammed the ball to the floor as Davis approached him. “Bend over, Johnny.” Davis taunted. John did so. Davis pulled up his green boxers a bit to get a good grip before giving them a fairly strong yank. John squeaked out a bit, but it was more the shock rather than the pain that made him yell. As Davis had a good chunk of John’s boxers in mid air, he pulled out his phone and snapped a picture. He then let go and focused on saving the picture on his phone. John squirmed down the drive way a bit before reaching his hand down his pants to yank the fabric from his boxers out of his butt.

“That was awesome dude.” Davis said.

“Maybe for you.” John added.

“I am totally gonna start wedgieing people at school- it is so funny!” he said.

“That would be interesting…” John said. “I would totally help you, but I really don’t have too much experience.”

“Well we can change that.” Davis said with a smirk as he heard a car door slam a few houses away. Will was home from practice. “Let’s go pay our neighbor a visit.” Davis said.
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Part 2

John followed Davis down the street. They both stopped in front of Will’s house. Davis grabbed John’s shirt and pulled him forward. “Listen, I will set up the perfect opportunity for you to do you know what to Will. Just act when the time is right.” John nodded.

Will was just about to go inside when he saw Davis. “Hey, what is up?” he asked.

“Nothing much, however…” Davis began, “Well, actually, John here thinks you could beat me in a wrestling match, but I disagree.” he said.

“Well let’s find out.” Will said, dropping his back pack on his front step and walking over towards Davis. Davis gave John a slight nod before meeting Will in the center of the yard. The two locked hands and the little match started.

Davis, again utilizing his height advantage, got Will to the ground, but Will soon pulled him down onto the grass. The two were on their knees trying to force the other one down. That’s when Davis wrapped his arms around Will’s back and yanked up his shirt a bit. John snuck around behind Will and noticed a gray Fruit of the Loom waistband above some turquoise, boxer briefs material. He dashed in, grabbed onto the material, and then ran in the other direction with the material in his hands. Will let out a full-out scream as he was dragged over his yard. He eventually passed a tree which he grabbed onto in an attempt to stop the wedgie. John continued to pull until a large ripping noise echoed through the yard. John looked down and saw the gray waistband in his hands. As he looked to the floor, Will was starting to rise from the ground and he didn’t look happy. Davis screamed for John to run back to his house.

He did just that, and soon enough the two boys were in Davis bedroom. “It looks like you’re ready. Tomorrow, by the time we leave school, my phone will be filled with pictures and videos of us wedgie men torturing our fellow classmates.” Davis said.

“I can’t wait…” John replied.
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 8th, 2009 at 05:43 pm

Seems like it should be another nice story. I don't think there's one you wrote that I haven't liked so just make sure to stay active (which is more then I can say for me).
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 8th, 2009 at 08:25 pm

continue celeb hit list!! haha
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 10th, 2009 at 02:16 pm

I hope no one minds, I am gonna focus on this story fo a while. It is comming easily to me, and it will give me some time to plan out the next steps of celeb hit list.

Part 3: The Pantser

That next day John and Davis sat next to each other on the bus. “So who will be our first target?” John asked.

“I’ve got the perfect guy.” Davis said, reaching into his backpack and pulling out a yearbook. He located the picture he was looking for and pointed at the guy he was talking about. The picture was of a kid named Michael. He seemed a little chubby in the picture, but Davis insisted he had lost some weight since he joined the soccer team. Besides than he had light blue eyes, pale skin, rosy cheeks and a nice set of ruffled, brown hair.

“Why him?” John asked.

“This guy is known for pantsing people. Last year my cousin Andrew was left in the hall with his pants around his ankles and his red boxers in view for everyone to laugh at. He was only one of his many victims. I also have a good plan as to how to get him. You have gym with him, right?” John nodded. “Okay, we are gonna need you to attract him to pants you.” Davis pulled another thing out of his bag and handed it to John. “A pair of blue briefs. No one wears them these days, too babyish, but it will make you the perfect target for Michael, just make sure he sees you.” Davis instructed.

Davis then reached into his sweatshirt and pulled out two extra large, black hoodies. “These are to cover are faces and protect or identities. We don’t want anyone coming back for revenge.” Davis handed one hoodie over the John. “You won’t need it today, but keep it safe until you do.” And with that, Davis ended the conversation.

John didn’t look too excited, but he was willing to do anything to keep his friendship with Davis. So when it came time for gym, he did just as Davis instructed.

It was the last period of the day and Michael hadn’t struck yet. Davis had somewhat stalked John, ready to strike after Michael did. John was at his locker and Davis was a few feet away with his black hoodie covering his face. As John pulled his backpack out, Michael came charging and pantsed John. However, before anyone could react Michael shoved John into his locker and began to laugh. He walked away when suddenly a large rip illuminated the hall. Michael’s groin suddenly hurt like hell. John had actually grabbed Michael’s boxers when he was shoved in the locker, and at this point they remained a heep of blue fabric, wedged in the closed locker. Then, Davis, in his black hoodie, came charging up behind Michael. He grabbed his shorts and pulled them down, leaving Michael naked waist-down. Afterwards, Davis ran away. The hall was now illuminated with laughter, and Michael sprinted to the bathroom.

John and Davis met at Davis’ house for a little celebration party. “That was great.” Davis said.

“Yah, but now everyone thinks I wear briefs.” John said.

“I guess you made a sacrifice. What do you want me to do about it?” Davis asked.

“Well, remember that basketball game. You got to give me a wedgie, but…” John said.

“Say no more, I suppose I can spare you one wedgie.”

“One wedgie?” John asked.

“Fine, two.” Davis replied, stepping over the John and bending over. John extended his hands and pulled down Davis’ orange shorts, revealing his light blue and white striped boxers. John then yanked up the boxers a bit. Davis barely reacted. “Okay, time for round two.” Davis said, pulling away from John and dewedging his boxers.

“Well,” John said, “I had to wear briefs today, so could you…” John sort of asked, pulling the blue briefs from earlier from his pocket. Davis rolled his eyes, then grabbed the briefs and went to the closet to change. He returned in the briefs, and simply told John to make it quick. John started out with a similar wedgie as he had performed in Davis’ boxers. Then, he asked, “You know what is better than a regular wedgie?” he then answered himself, “An atomic wedgie!” He then began to really pull and Davis began to scream and shout no and stop. But John didn’t, and the briefs began to separate from the waistband. Eventually John got the blue waistband over Davis’ head and he was left with a waistband necklace.

“Dude, those were my younger brother’s, Tyler, underwear! I have to pay him back for those now!”

“John, you mother is calling for you!” Davis’ mother shouted upstairs.

“Fine!” Davis’ said removing his necklace wedgie, “I’ll get you back another time, but be ready for some more wedgie men action tomorrow.” he said as John gave a little nod and headed out the door.
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 10th, 2009 at 03:31 pm

Well I personally don't mind, I think I'm liking this story better honestly.
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 10th, 2009 at 05:01 pm

this story is good but i disagree. celeb hit list must continue
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 10th, 2009 at 07:32 pm

its great but a agree with lover celeb hit list is awsome
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 11th, 2009 at 02:47 pm

I love this story, but I must agree that the celeb hit list is better, probebly because its always nice haveign a celebrity wedgied =p.
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 11th, 2009 at 03:29 pm

Part 4: Popularity’s a Game
The next morning on the bus came with a similar procedure to the one earlier. “So who is our next victim?” John asked.

“I’ve got the perfect targets.” Davis said, reaching into his backpack and bring out a yearbook. He opened it to a certain page and pointed to two pictures. One was a boy named Steven. Also from Italian decent, his hair was a golden brown and ran straight down to cover his brown eyes. He was fairly short.

The other was William, a.k.a. Billy. His was around the same height as Steven, but his hair was a dirty blond and fairly messy. His eyes were a deep green.

John was somewhat confused. Steven and Billy were close and personal friends to Davis, why would he want to embarrass them. “I know what you are thinking.” Davis said, as if he could read John’s mind. “These two are perfect as they are both popular and it will be funny to see them at their not so finest moment. Plus it will knock them down a few levels on the popularity chart, and give me a little space to breath.” he said with an evil grin.

“We have gym with them today, I will hand you party of string when we are in the locker room, and it is your job to tie it in a wedgie position onto Billy.” Davis instructed. John gave a small nod.

When it came time for gym, John headed straight to the locker room. Davis was already waiting. “Put on your hoodie so are identities remain secret.” Davis again instructed, slipping on his hoodie. A few minutes later the rest of the class arrived. Billy and Davis were hiding in bathroom stalls so no one got suspicious. They each kneeled on the floor and looked out the bottom of the floor to locate their targets. Billy was pulling down his pants, revealing his classic, red and green plaid boxers, and Steven was taking off his shirt, revealing his light green, black and white patterned boxers slightly sticking above his black shorts. Davis handed John part of the string, and the two rushed from the stall. John ran Billy, jammed the string up one side of his boxers, and tied a knot he had learned from his years in boy scouts. Davis looped his from a whole near Steven’s boxers, and tied a special knot he had learned was practically impossible to get out, thanks to some experiments involving torturing his brother. Both Steven and Billy noticed the string being looped through their boxers, but Davis and John were so fast that they didn’t have time to try to stop them. After the job was done, Davis and John bolted from the locker room. Billy and Steven’s first reaction was to run after them, however the string that held their boxers got caught in a pole in the center of the room, and their groins and butt cracks paid the price. While they didn’t scream, their faces clearly showed their pain.

John and Davis again met at Davis’ house after for a little celebration party. “Now time for this payback.” Davis suddenly said, lifting up John’s shirt, grabbing his navy blue boxers and yanking them up a bit. John began to scream.

“What’s going on?” a new face suddenly appeared in the door. It just happened to be Davis’ younger brother, Tyler. He looked practically like Davis, except his hair was a little blonder, his eyes a little grayer, his nose a little more triangular, and his eyebrows a tad bushier. “Oh my god, what are you doing.” he took out his cell phone and took a picture. “This is going to be all over the web tonight without a good explanation.”

Davis’ reputation was one of the most important things to him, so he immediately told Tyler everything. “So that’s why you needed my old briefs.” Tyler realized.

“Yah, you wear briefs?” John asked.

“No, I switched to boxers this year when I entered the seventh grade, but there are still kids in my grade that do.” Tyler replied.

“Maybe a few seventh graders would make good targets.” Davis thought out loud. “Tyler, who wears briefs?” Davis asked.

“I will tell you, but I want in on this whole wedgie men thing. It sounds fun, and would eliminate me as a target.” he said.

“Okay, but you have to pass the initiation.” Davis said with a smile.

“What is this initiation?” Tyler asked. Davis approached him, yanked down his shorts, revealing his camoflauged patterned boxers. He then placed Tyler’s head in a lock under his arm and grabbed the waist of his boxers, and simply yanked. Tyler screamed like a girl as his voice hadn’t changed. Davis let go, and Tyler went de-wedge his boxers.

“Now, you are officially a wedgie man.” Davis went to his drawer, pulled out an old black sweatshirt and tossed it to Tyler. Tyler caught it, and then, using a piece of paper and pen on Davis’ desk, wrote down a list of names of people he knew wore briefs. Davis looked at his list and smiled. “We got out next target.” he said.
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 12th, 2009 at 03:34 pm

Nice addition. I like the idea of adding the little brother instead of torturing him or something. Brothers are a lot closer then most fiction stories make them out to be.
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 12th, 2009 at 08:17 pm

Part 5: Little Person, Big Wedgie

The next morning on the bus the three boys sat in the back, isolated from everyone else. “Or target today is a seventh grader named Luke.” Davis said.

Luke was a fairly short boy with pale skin. He had a medium build, gray eyes and blonde hair. But more importantly, he was on the list Tyler had provided the day before.

“I have a study hall with him.” Tyler said, “I could do something to help.” he offered.

“Lure him into the bathroom.” Davis explained, “John and I have a free period, we’ll be waiting. Try to get him on top of the third stall, dare him or something.” he finished his instruction and then turned to look out the window.

Tyler’s study hall time came around and he sat at the table where Luke was. “Hey, I got something to show you, meet me in the bathroom.” he said, walking up and heading down some steps towards the bathroom door. Luke followed a few moments later.

By the time Luke had arrived, Tyler was on top of a toilet stall door, swinging back and forth. “What?” Luke asked.

“See if you can climb that stall.” Tyler said, he pointed to the third stall, in which Davis and John were crouched down in their black hoodies.

“Kay.” Luke replied, placing his fingers on the top of the stall and pulling himself up. “Now what?” he asked.

“I don’t know.” Tyler replied, jumping down and walking out the door. Luke was ready to lower himself down, however Davis had snuck his hand on the waistband of his underwear. As Luke lowered himself down he suddenly felt a tug. It startled him and he let go of the stall. By this time, Davis had two hands on Luke’s underwear and John had one. Luke’s facial expression was unexplainable. He was in clear pain. He started to kick his legs to lower himself from suspension in the air, but it only made his black briefs sink more into his groin.

After about 10 minutes of this Davis and John let go. Luke lay on the floor, and the two boys escaped.

Luke soon got up, he tried to straighten out his briefs, but the damage was done. He had to go the rest of the day with a large pile of black fabric sticking out of his pants.

It was the last period of the day when Luke was walking down the hall. Suddenly he was approached by an eighth grader. “That looks like a nasty wedgie.” the eighth grader began to say, “Hey, did a guy in a black hoodie give that to you?” he asked.

“Two actually.” Luke said.

“I see. Hey, I think you should come to this address after school.” the eighth grader said. Luke nodded, and walked away. Afterschool he headed to that address, and found 4 other boys waiting there. All of them were eighth graders. They introduced themselves as Steven, Billy, Michael, who talked to Luke earlier, and the leader who was hosting this gathering, Will. “We are here because we all know the pain of the wedgie, and we cannot rest while these boys go around giving everyone wedgie. We are the anti-wedgie coalition.” Will said. He suddenly turned to an open window across the room. “Shut that, we don’t want anyone overhearing our conversation!” he said. However, it was too late. Davis was passing by the house and overheard everything.

Davis rushed home and awaited Tyler’s return from an afterschool activity. By the time he got home, Davis’ mom had dinner ready and the boys had no time to talk, then Tyler was off to a sport. Tyler returned home tired, and went straight to bed.

About 15 minutes after Tyler had fallen asleep, Davis crept into his room. Tyler was snoring extremely loudly, and was obviously in a deep sleep. “Tyler.” Davis whispered. Tyler didn’t budge. Davis shook him a bit, nothing. He pulled down the covers. Tyler had a selected a nice pair of Hanes, gray boxer briefs to sleep in. Davis grabbed the waistband and tugged up a bit. Tyler immediately awoke and swatted Davis’ hand away.

“Dude, a coalition has formed against us.” Davis began.

“What?” Tyler replied, still in the midst of waking up.

“Yah know, a rebellion type thing. They want to find out who we are because of the wedgies.”

“What should we do?” Tyler asked.

“Our best bet is to set them off our trail, and get an inside source on this whole coalition thing. Tomorrow we need to wedgie one of our own.” Davis suddenly gave Tyler that, ‘won’t you do it’ look.

“Hey, you already wedgied me a few minutes ago, I get to wedgie you!” Tyler said. His logic was true, and Davis didn’t want to start a fight, so he came up with somewhat of a compromise.

“I have my first basketball practice tomorrow. How about we wedgie some different members of the team, I could be one. That way it doesn’t seem like I am the direct target, and I won’t be the only one facing embarrassment…”
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 13th, 2009 at 12:52 am

CANT WAIT FOR MORE! I love it!
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Part 6: The Wedgie to One of Their Own

The next morning the three boys sat together on the bus. Davis explained what Tyler and him had discussed the prior night. “Wow, this is getting pretty serious.” John said.

“Yah, just be at the gym towards the ends of basketball practice.” Davis said as the bus came to a stop at the school. He then handed John a piece of paper. “These are the targets we need to get on the basketball team.”

The first list on the name was a guy named Andrew. While not the most muscular, Andrew was tall and thin. With Sweedish roots, Andrew had blonde hair and blue eyes.

The next was a kid named Chris. He had a medium height and a medium muscle build. His skin was tan and his eyes were green. His hair was cut short and a caramel color.

The next was Jacob. A rather large kid, he had some nice muscles. He had fairly pale skin and brown hair that was cut just above his eyes.

The last kid on the list was of course Davis, whom was part of the boys’ plan.

Davis arrived at the locker room that afternoon around the same time as everyone else. He began to look around a bit. Andrew was wearing some sky blue boxers with various animal patterns scattered along the fabric. Chris had on some nice red boxers with yellow polka dots. Jacob had on some simple navy blue boxers.

The boys went through practice. John and Tyler arrived in their black hoodies about 5 minutes before the practice. At this point the coaches had left and the boys were given some free time to shoot around a bit. John and Tyler had formed a distinct plan. They made it through the gym unseen by hiding behind the bleachers. They each had a rope, which they threw over a basketball hoop, making a simple pulley system. Still unnoticed, they waited for the right time to strike. Chris had turned to collect his basketball and Tyler noticed his red boxers puffed up between his shirt and shorts. Andrew had begun to talk to Chris, and also had his back turned on the bleachers. This is when John and Tyler ran up and quickly slipped their ropes through the leg holes of Andrew and Chris’ boxers. They then began to pull on their ropes. The two boys immediately began to scream and plead, and each turned their head backs to see who had wedgied them, however they couldn’t make out the people under the hoodies. John and Tyler tied their ropes to basketball poles, leaving Andrew and Chris in uncomfortable wedgies. While their feet where still on the floor, their boxers were in a bunch up their butt cracks.
Meanwhile, Jacob and Davis turned and started to laugh. Tyler and John ran from the bleachers, across the gym and behind the two boys. They then ran up, pantsed the two boys, Davis was wearing some cute pink boxers, and gave them wedgies. Both boys sort of jerked forward as their butt cracks became in view to the rest of the team. Tyler and John let go and turned to run, but as Tyler attempted to escape, Jacob was able to turn, reach his hand down Tyler’s pants and give a good yank. Gray material, which Jacob recognized as boxer briefs came out. Suddenly a slight ripping noise startled Jacob, causing him to let go and allowing Tyler to escape. However, Jacob had left his mark, Tyler’s boxer briefs were slightly ripped at the waistband.

After the culprits left, Jacob and Davis untied Chris and Andrew and started to talk. “Now what, the entire school is gonna know about this.” Chris said.

“Or best bet is revenge. I’ve heard of these ‘Wedgie Men’, a kid named Will has started a little club to find them.” Jacob said.

“Yah, Will lives on my street. We should go talk to him later.” Davis said, playing along.

“That seems cool, and I got the perfect way to recognize one of them.” Jacob replied.
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Post Icon Posted: Sep 20th, 2009 at 03:39 pm

Its a shame i havent gotten the time to read this. Now that i have, i applaud it. Bobb, this is one of your best, if not best, stories you have ever written. You've left me hungry, hungry for more. I await, just that, more.
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