As we all start arriving to the airport, all flying out of Texas, Jerome and I were first to arrive together because it was cheapest to carpool and just split parking. We check in our suitcases and head to TSA. I already gave him his bday hits, on his arms with a sharp spank on the ass for 'good luck.' As we're going through TSA, Jerome bent over and too my greatest shock this tough guy was wearing fruity loom briefs... I know because I could see his brieflines when he bent over under his black track pants. This man teased me so much for wearing briefs and it's time to get some revenge. As we walk through the detector, we went to acquire our carry items and shoes from the scanner. He bent over to put his sneaks back on which was a perfect opportunity for a quick wedgie. With his back to me, I grabbed that waistband, he immediately froze and had no time to defend himself as a swiftly pull them up while he's still squatting. Those baby briefs inserted themselves in his buttcrack so fast, it was now a thong. I didn't hold it too long just to spare his embarrassment from the onlookers and security but he was so red in the face and pissed. He finished getting his shoes back on and just pulled his shirt down, not trying to pick it out his deep wedgie in front of strangers. I was in hysterics! He walked so fast to the nearest bathroom but he was waddling at the same time, looking like a whole penguin trying to pick out a wedgie. I followed him and kept teasing him, "must be laundry day huh nerd," as he just rebuttals with 'shut ups' and 'fuck yous.' I told him to watch his mouth before he gets another. It was quiet until I heard a sigh of relief followed by another 'fuck you.' Now because of me always breaking boundaries and never not being about that life, I literally push open the bathroom stall, which Jerome didn't even think to lock, he freaked out mainly because his truck pants were still down and now his bright fruity loom tightie fuckin whities were on full display. I start laughing again and he hits me with "get your ass out of here before they think we're having some gay ass sex." Now I'm used to all the gay jokes and shit by now so I said "Oh let's give them something to talk about birthday boy." His eyes got wide. One thing about me, just because I'm gay didn't mean I was some weak ass man. I turned Jerome so quick as he squirmed and we were both similar in build but I had a good 20 pounds of muscle and a point to prove over him. I grab that waistband and yank sky high. Cheeks on full display as I control my urge to spank it and eat. He's lifted up and his feet are now almost above the toilet and I just bounce him a bit. All you can hear is some ripping sounds from the briefs but most of all he's trying to hold in his whines and moans. I caved into my own urges and did give him 3 hard spanks on the cheeks until I realized "oh yeah they're going to think I'm tearing someone's cheeks up in the airport bathroom." I release Jerome from his wedgie torture. I just walk out not even glancing back at my damage. He shortly came out after nice and quiet. I put my arm around him and give him a little noogie. We're all 28 but I'm the oldest technically by a couple months and I like to milk it. I give off that older brother vibe and it's true due to the fact that I'm always defending them from being alibis and lying to their chicks about their locations or where they've been in that last 24 hours. Yeah I'm a good ass bro.
