Twinks getting wedgies

#1: victim in tighty whities 🤓

#2: victim wearing dorky/geeky button-up dress shirt 👔

#3: pull his pants down/off to expose maximum amount of bare skin👖

#4: public location where there is risk of getting caught! 😱

Don’t get lost

Tyler had really screwed up, and he knew it! It had started as a normal day, him and his buddies planned to go downtown to bar hop and enjoy the nice sunny weather and chase some girls. They went to a few bars and had a few drinks at each so they were already feeling very drunk. Tyler’s two buddies said they had to piss so they darted down an alley while Tyler waited. That’s when Tyler noticed some sort of festival going on and decided he has a couple minutes to explore while his buddies finished up. He hadn’t made it ten feet into the festival when some older guy dressed head to toe in leather put his arm around Tyler. “Hi buddy, here for the festival?” The man asked Tyler. “Uh-no not really, just had a couple minutes so I thought I’d see what was going on here,” replied Tyler. “Ahh well unfortunately you have to have a ticket to get in to the festival even if it is just for a couple minutes. But I suppose if I go with you, we could let that slide,” said the stranger as he started walking with Tyler, his arm around Tyler’s shoulder guiding him. They walked a little bit and Tyler saw in some of the tents some interesting looking contraptions and lots of leather attire. Some sort of leather muzzle caught his eye and that’s when he realized this wasn’t a festival he necessarily would be interested in but his “guide” kept pushing him along. Tyler, still drunk, stumbling a little along the way. “Hey man, I better be getting back to my friends, they stopped to take a piss and should be back by now,” said Tyler. “Oh it’s fine, I want to show you one thing and then you can go!” Responded the stranger.

Suddenly the man pushed Tyler from behind while Tyler was looking at him, unable to catch his balance, Tyler stumbled and landed on some sort of bench. As Tyler tried to recover and figure what he just hit, the stranger made quick use and secured Tyler’s wrists to the bench in front leaving Tyler bent over the bench. “Hey man, what are you doing? Let my wrists go!” Said Tyler. The man didn’t respond and instead walked behind Tyler, leaned forward and put his arms around Tyler’s waist and started unbuttoning Tyler’s jeans. “H-hey man, stop, please!” Begged Tyler nervously. Once the buttons were undone and his zipper lowered, the man yanked Tyler’s jeans down in one swift motion leaving the jeans piled up around Tyler’s ankles. “Dang boy, didn’t picture you as a Tighty Whitie boy,” laughed the man giving Tyler’s butt a playful smack. “Please pull my jeans up, it was laundry day and people are going to see my underwear! Please let me go!” Cried Tyler as people started gathering around. That’s when he felt it, a hard smack from a paddle on his brief clad ass. He let out a wail as it hit him because of the pain. He was begging the man to let him go as the man sent smack after smack to his ass all while Tyler helplessly took it. “Those briefs are going to look really white with a bright red ass boy, now stop your whining and take it like a man. Brief boys always take their paddling without fuss!” Yelled them man.

After what seemed like eternity, Tyler looked up to the crowd gathered around hoping for find someone to help him. Finally he saw his buddies walking not far away and they appeared to be looking for him. He started yelling but only got a few yells out before the man in leather snuck up and pinched his nose shut. Instinctively Tyler opened his mouth the breathe and was suddenly met with a rubber ball gag. In seconds the man shoved the ball gag in and tightly secured it to Tyler’s head and made sure to add a padlock to hold it in place. “Mmgpphhhhh!!!” Yelled Tyler but it came out as muffled yells. Then another piece of leather was dropped over Tyler’s face. The piece went under his chin and over his head and it dawned on Tyler that this was the same muzzle he saw on the way in. Again it was locked in place tightly so that Tyler couldn’t move his jaw at all. Then came a leather blindfold and last bit not least, a leather collar around his neck, all padlocked on. “Mmgpphhhhh!!” Tyler continued but to no avail. That’s when he heard his buddies. “Hey man, have you seen our buddy, he was around here but we got separated.” They asked the man in leather. Tyler tried his best to squirm and yell foe help but nothing was audible with the gags. “Sorry boys I haven’t, I’ve been spending the last bit with this sub. Teaching him how tighty Whitie boys should be treated,” said the man giving Tyler another smack to his ass. He could tell his friends looked at him with some disgust, unaware it was their buddy under the muzzle. “Ugh sure, I mean I don’t know any guys that wear tighty whities past middle school so you do you bro!” Said one of his friends to the man in leather. “Care to take a swing? I mean your buddy is BOUND to show up any minute so might as well waste some time!” Said the man, making sure to emphasize the word bound. I started squirming as I felt my buddies get behind me. “I mean I guess, like you said he should be here any second. Besides it’s been a while since I’ve paddled a dweeb like this!” With that Tyler felt a sting as his buddies started smacking his ass just like they did when they were in college. “Man you forget the best thing about guys in tighty whities!” His buddy said. Tyler was nervous what that meant but suddenly realized when he felt a fist grab the back of his tighty whities and yanked them up his ass. They didn’t go too far up because of how tight they were but enough that the leg holes were high enough to expose his rosy red butt cheeks. “There you go buddy,” said his buddy tapping him on the back. He heard his buddies hand the paddle back to the man in leather and walk away shouting his name. Was Tyler ever going to get out of this? He regretted walking away from his buddies as another smack landed on his exposed ass.