I needed to act quick before Paul started getting ready to walk out the bedroom. He had his shirt off when he wedgied me and now his back is to me while he finishes organizing his clothes. His basketball shorts sagged a bit only to see that he's wearing black Hanes boxer briefs. I'm too bold to strike quietly, so I chanted that underpants rhyme,
"I see London, I see France, I see Paul's underpants!" I immediately pants him and to my surprise I pulled down his Hanes only a tad with his shorts and to my disbelief I read another, hidden white Fruit of the Loom waistband with the name "Paul" written on it in bold sharpie. Oh it's over for this bully now! He immediately froze and must not have even noticed that I saw his other waistband because he was trying to act tough with another threat to wedgie me. However his back was still turned to me, basketball shorts on the ground and white tightie whitie waistband creeping out the black boxer briefs. "Paul looks like we both know who the nerd of this room is now," and before he could argue about it, it then hit him that he's been exposed. I push his blocky, body builder body onto the bed, ripped his shorts of him completely and began only wedgieing the Hanes. I wanted him to be as confused and semi confident thinking maybe I did or didn't see his nerd whities. "My baby sister gives worser wedgies Fruity Loom Franky," Paul still acting tough. So I now decided to sit on his back and keep pulling, he's wincing and holding back yelps as I'm doing sharp, deep tugs. Now it's time to break the bully's ego. "Funny how I'm Fruity Loom Franky," I now pull up the boxer briefs and display a sea of white which was beautiful wedgied deep in Paul's ass crack. "Wait wait Franky no, please no, you win bro, you win!" Paul starts trying to roll over and buck me off but I'm already in vice grip with my legs. I pull down the boxer briefs, now exposing that beautiful, thick, tightie whitie wedgied ass. "Franky no, stop, please, I'm sorry, I won't wedgie you anymore for the rest of your life just please don't wedgie me like this!" It's almost like tears could be forming listening to him beg. I chuckle. As I lean back, slightly bending my back, I say to him, "I'm just making sure everyone who's caught wearing briefs suffers the same fate, wasn't that your rule." I grip the waistband "Oh and love the bold printed name on these nerd briefs, I promise you'll be able to really see it when they're over your head." With that I pulled his briefs right up his back, watching his ass eat the leg holes, still kicking. "No more please, *moan*, Franky please no more *moan*" These noises coming from Paul were so foreign to me, honestly all the bros have that tough guy persona but most of them are big softies, but Paul never showed too much softness, always had to be the bully. I keep tugging on his briefs, slicing up in his ass, seeing a little skid mark form. "Should've showered a bit more before this flossing bud," I laugh as I tease this man. I stand up on the bed and start bouncing him, really stretching out his tightie whities, while all I hear are gasps and moans. I really think he enjoys getting wedgied, but like how I do, not just playfully. To finish him off and finalize getting revenge on my bully, I jump off the other side of the bed where his head is. I take the briefs with me and with one fluid motion of momentum I latched the briefs snug over his eyes, where the name "PAUL" was perfectly lined up with his eyes. He's squirming, semi drooling, body pulsing, I honestly think he's reacted the same way I did when he wedgied me! I walk over to admire my masterpiece and Paul's ass was on full display, you could even see his cute, tight little booty hole getting kissed by a white cotton thong. I slap his ass a couple times and I finally get a response. "F-Fuck s-sir, thank, thank you!" Paul moaned out that response, which made me so hard but this is my homie, we can't cross that boundary, can we? So I test it one more time and spank his ass again, "Fuck, thank you sir, may I have another!" He says with passion and urge, so I gave him more! I spanked him a good 25 times on each ass cheek, as he's still in an atomic wedgie! I didn't assist him on jerking him off or anything, didn't want it to get too gay, but Paul did bust a huge nut in his briefs. I removed his waistband off his eyes and yet his eyes were still rolled back. This man was having a euphoric sexual awakening and then he gasped one last time and came again, letting out more moans and "fucks." As he finished, he looked at me in disbelief, shock, fear, nervousness and I just went over to him and said "It's all good bro, I'll keep your nerdy tightie whitie secret, I'll even let you keep wedgieing me to all extremes, but every night on this trip you're getting an atomic wedgie before bed bro!" I laughed, he laughed and agreed and Paul ended up washing off, sliding on a new pair of tightie whities, which also had his name on them, underneath some Pair of Thieves boxer briefs. I still never asked why he labeled his briefs but must be a closeted nerd thing. We all met in Jeromes after about 20 minutes of getting situated and for Paul and I, getting wedgie pleasured, and all decided to hit the resort and see where the rest of this trip will take us!
