Sammie & Bobby (A gay wedgie story)

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He was walking into the boy's locker room to get changed when Bobby showed up behind him. "Hey Sammie."

"My name is sam!" He snapped back softly, afraid to fight back. He had been picking on Sammie for a long time now, all through elementary school and middle school. High school has been no different.

"Aww, Sammie, where do you think you're going?"

"To go change?" Sammie replied a bit scared at this point knowing exactly what Bobby does. This isn't the first time he didn't let Sammie into the changing room.

"In the boy's room? Last time I checked, what was it, yesterday, you wore little girl panties right?"

Sammie reached down to grab his pants but it was too late. The familiar cold rush of air flew against his legs. With a fast pull from Bobby, Sammie's pants were on the floor, revealing Sammie's pink and blue briefs.

"P please Bobby, if you're gonna do this, can we at least go to the bathroom? I don't want anyone seeing me like this." He whispered to Bobby.

"Sure." Bobby said before pulling Sammies pants up so high they were up to his chest.

"AHHh, oww." Sammie whimpered as his pants rode up his ass and crushed his balls.

"Feel good?" Bobby questioned with a smirk. Sammie was in pain, he didn't want to admit it, but the bullying, humiliation, and physical pain in his privates really turned him on. Sammie didn't say anything, which earned him a kneeing in the balls from Bobby.

"I asked you a question, nerd."

Sammie held his balls and responded, "Yes sir, very much."

"Good boy, now let's go to the bathroom." Bobby walked behind Sammie and grabbed the back of his waistband and pulled until he saw the leg holes stick out. Sammie was holding back moans from the cotton rubbing against his hole, balls, and growing hard on. Bobby grabbed the leg holes of the underwear and dangled Sammie above the ground. Sammie was kinda small for a senior and lightweight as well. It was pretty easy for Bobby to pick him up and bounce him with his underwear all the way over to the furthest bathroom. Sammy's ass was already on fire from the bouncing. Luckily whenever someone walked by, Bobby was nice enough to let Sammie pull his shirt over the beaver tail, so they wouldn't notice. Once they got to the bathroom Bobby checked the stalls and locked the door. Sammie pulled his pants down a bit to adjust his underwear wedgie and pull his pants back to where they were supposed to sit. Bobby stuck his pinky in his mouth and covered it with spit while Sammie was distracted and then stuck it deep into Sammie's ear and twisted it around giving him a wet willie.

"Ung, hah, ahh, nooo, no wet willie please!" Bobby ignored his pleas for mercy and started to suck at his neck eventually sucking at his sweet spot.

"AH, oh ah ahhh ah, s. . . stahhah. . . . . stop it, mmmmh mmmmmmmh." Bobby was gaining moans from Sammie left and right.

"You like that?" Bobby asked in a deep raspy voice, vibrating through Sammy's body making him squeal, "ah, y. . yes, s. . sir." At this point Sammie was a moaning whimpering mess.

"You're so honest with me when it's just us, huh?" Bobby took his pinky out of Sammie's ear and started licking the boys ear before pushing him into the wall.

"Ah, fuck, it f feels. . . so good!"

Bobby smirked then pressed his knee into Sammy's groin moving up and down.

"AH!" Sammie moaned out sharply before gritting his teeth and gripping Bobby's arm.

"You're so fucking hard, such a little perv."

"Mmmmh." Sammie whimpered quietly, holding back loud moans.

"Hmmm, so cute." Bobby said before kissing him, then pulling hard at the front of Sammie's briefs, nearly lifting him off the ground. Sammie was practically shaking when Bobby let the waistband snap back onto his belly.

"Hm, did you cum already?" He asked, feeling the warm jizz in the other's underwear.

"Mhm, s. . sorry sir."

"Danm, you've already gotten so excited for me without even touching yourself, how pathetic." Sammie blushed and panted as he held Bobby's knee, loving the feeling of it rubbing him through his jeans and stretched out briefs. He looked down at Bobby's crotch and noticed it forming a tent in his sweatpants.

"Fuuuuck" Sammie sighed out.

"Watch your mouth, dirty mutt." Bobby started making the other boy bite his bottom lip, "You're such a perverted dog aren't you. . . . Sammie."

The boy shivered a bit before responding, "Y. . . yes, m . . . . master." Sammie stuttered and tightened his grip, loving the hostile nature of his bully.