Pick Me! ~Choose Your Wedgie Boy~ (Chapter 1)

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"Touma~!! I want a rematch!!" You say to him, almost whining.

"No way, I told you we'd be doing just one game. Now c'mon, let's study." Touma said as he stood up to switch off the console.

Just as he reached for the power button, you tugged on the bottom of his pants like a child looking for their parent's attention and continued to plead and whine. Pleads such as;

"Come on~!! Let's play, please!"

And much more were said as you continued whining, tugging on his pants, and even hitting his leg weakly with your fist. Really childish of you. But you didn't care, all you really wanted was another game with the brunette dork.

You pleaded and pleaded until a loud squeal interrupted your whines.

"EEP~!"

But the squeal didn't come from Touma, no.

It came from you as you felt your white briefs with a blue waistband (which were just glorified tighty whities, but you would never admit that.) invade your hole which was now searing with pain.

"You asshole! What was that foOORRR!! EEK!" You pathetically whine and complain; your whines with another squeal as Touma gave your briefs another tug.

It hurts so bad! You can't help but yelp and whimper at each tug that Touma continually gives you.

Suddenly, Touma drags you by your briefs. You feel your feet struggling to keep up and your white briefs going further up your crack.

"Now," Touma says in a commanding tone. He looks just as intimidating as his brother right now, so it might not be the best idea to piss him off. Plus, he has your undies in your hand, ready to yank your briefs again any moment now.

"We are going to study like you asked. No complaining and no whining, got it?"

You nod as you whimper again.

"Good. Just to make sure you don't escape..." Touma says as he continues yanking up your briefs, each stinging sensation makes you bite your lips harder as to supress the noises spilling from your mouth.

"And... There." Said the brown haired boy as he hooked your undies to your chair.

You glare at Touma, but don't dare to unhook your undies from your chair. He sits next to you as he finishes preparing the needed materials. All sorts of stationary items are laid out on the table, but you can't seem to focus on them. You're too preoccupied with the burning, yet slightly pleasurable, feeling in your nether regions.

"Alright [Reader], let's start~" Touma smiles at you.

"C'mon, don't pout at me, sit here." He says, gesturing you to sit and subsequently fall deeper into your wedgie.

A whine escapes your mouth as you hesitate to sit. Touma's smile slowly fades and his intimidating aura returns.

"I said sit." He hisses.

His cold gaze pierces through your soul. You slowly lower your body. As you decend, you feel your briefs cut deeper into your crack and tighten around your crotch. The glorified tighty whities stretch and stretch until your wedgied ass rests on the chair's surface.

"Good boy." Touma said while rubbing your head almost like a noogie to add onto the humiliating wedgie.

And so, the wedgie-filled tutoring session began. You can hardly focus with your chair wedgie, but Touma's there to whip you into shape. Each right answer earned you praise from the other boy. Each wrong answer earned your briefs another tug.

After a few hours of tutoring, Touma finally released you from your chair wedgie. You feel relief as you slowly pick your undies out of your numb hole and stuff your stretched undies back inside your pants where they should be.

You say your goodbyes to each other as you pack up and go home.

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