Peter Parker, Wedgie Boy

Part Two

Harry was leading the way to maths, Peter sticking close beside him. He was thinking hard about what to do. They wouldn't be running in to their bully until the end of the day when they'd need to change in the locker room for dodgeball. If Peter could get there ten minutes or so early he just might avoid being seen in his Spider-Man shirt. He hadn't even realised they had arrived at their classroom until he was almost at his seat and had trouble paying attention the rest of the lesson. An hour later they were on their way to the science lab and Peter was happy to have some experimenting to take his mind off his little problem. Then, they were on their way to the lunch room.

Peter and Harry kept their heads down as they shuffled along the lunch line, they had both had their trays slammed against their clothes and faces plenty of times already. They got out of the line safely and then made their way to a table at a far corner of the room. Harry was talking about some kind of game while Peter was half-listening, keeping an eye out for Flash. Then, he saw him swagger in to the lunch room, tripping a freshman with a tray full of food on his way to the line.

"Harry, c'mon let's go to the library, I'm not hungry anyway" Peter said.

"Uh, okay man, sure" Harry said as Peter nudged him out of his chair. Peter was almost speed walking away from Flash's presence, again tugging on the back of his hoodie. They spent the rest of lunch at the library, Peter allowing himself to let his guard down a little. After an uneventful couple of classes, it was time to head to the locker room.

"I'm gonna go to the locker room now", Peter said, feigning casualness. "Wanna get changed a bit before dodgeball."

"Sure man, I'll see you there" Harry said, a little surprised that Peter wasn't staying glued to him when Flash was likely going to be around.

Peter began speedwalking towards the locker room, garnering some giggles from a nearby group of girls. He heard a yell from behind and saw that Harry had run in to Flash. He was backing up slowly as Flash was towering over him, then out of nowhere, Flash dug a hand deep in to Harry's trousers and yanked his tighty whities right out of his pants, the legholes on full display. He gave another tug and snapped the waistband over Harry's forehead, opened a locker behind him and gave him a shove, making Harry stumble in to the locker. Flash slammed the door shut as the students in the hallway laughed. Peter stood still for a second, wanting to rush to the locker room while everyone was distracted, but he couldn't leave Harry in a locker with an atomic wedgie. He made his way back to Harry as it seemed like Flash was making his way towards the other end of the hallway.

Fumbling with the handle, Peter swung the door open and Harry stepped out of the locker, struggling with the waistband on his forehead. Peter helped him undo the wedgie and his underpants sprang free, hanging down to his kneesq from the waistband of his trousers. "Thanks man"...Harry said with an embarrassed smile, unpicking his wedgie. Peter felt good that for once he had helped Harry out of some Flash-related humiliation.

"Bad move, Parker"

Peter swung around and saw Flash standing before him. He pulled Peter in to a headlock and dragged him around like a ragdoll in front of a growing crowd. Harry took a step towards them but something held him back, he turned around to see Flash's friend Ben gripping the back of his underwear and shaking his head as if to say "you're not going anywhere". He held tighter and pulled Harry further back by his underwear, making his beaver-tail wedgie worse.

Peter was now bright red, from embarrassment and from the pain of the headlock. "Awww poor little Parker!" Flash taunted, "tell you what, I'll only hold you with one arm, then you can try to get loose".

Flash undid one of his arms from the hold, Peter knew what he was doing but couldn't help but play into his game by struggling more. "Look at the little weakling! I can hold him with one arm!" Flash jeered as more people laughed. Peter was gripping Flash's arm with both his hands, his legs kicking around on the floor. After he swung him around a couple more times, Flash finally let go and Peter collapsed on his hands and knees, spluttering and rubbing his neck. But his relief only lasted a few seconds as he felt the familiar feeling of a hand digging in to the back of his trousers. he was launched in to the air by his boxers, and then began to move up and down.

Flash was giving Peter a bouncing wedgie, so fast that he couldn't see what was going on around him, although he could hear a lot of laughter. He guessed he must have looked like a huge dork, his arms and legs were flailing up and down with each bounce he took. Then, his boxers starting to pop along the seams and they tore away as Peter fell face first on to the floor. Flash was holding up the shredded boxers like a trophy as people cheered and clapped, Peter struggling to stand up.

"These aren't your regular underpants are they, Parker?" Flash said with sarcastic curiosity. As Peter found his footing, Flash spotted the hint of a bright white waistband sticking out of his trousers and smirked. He guessed that three wedgies in the span of five minutes must be a record as he once again dug his hand inside Peter's pants and pulled.

"Just as I thought! Once a tighty whitie boy, always a tighty whitie boy!" Flash said as he slowly pulled Peter's underwear higher and higher. And then, Flash saw a peek of a red and blue shirt underneath Peter's hoodie. He let go of the briefs and grabbed the bottom of his hoodie, lifting it over his head, his arms now stuck in the tangle of the thick, heavy cotton.

"Everybody look at Parker's wittle Spider-Man shirt! Is he your favourite, dweeb?" Flash laughed as he moved Peter around, making him show off his pajamas to the crowd, stumbling around stupidly as he couldn't see where he was going. The bell rang and a few people dispersed but there was still a crowd devoted to seeing Peter even more humiliated. Flash grabbed Peter's hoodie and roughly pulled it over his head. Peter couldn't help but try to cover up his shirt, his head lowered in shame as people continued laughing.

Then, Flash grabbed his underwear again and lifted Peter a few inches off the ground and began waking him towards the boy's bathrooms, Ben and Harry trailing behind them. Flash kicked the door of the bathroom open and led Peter in to an open stall and let him fall to his knees in front of the toilet. Then he grabbed the back of Peter's hair and forced his cheek against the bowl.

"Awww, it's Parker's first kiss!" Flash laughed as he rubbed Peter's head back and forth against the porcelain. The people that had gathered were laughing as Peter was squirming with his eyes and mouth closed and his face scrunched up.

"Give it a little smooch, Parker" Flash said close to his ear. Peter sighed, wishing this wasn't happening, "please don't make me", he said quietly. But Flash gripped his hair tighter and Peter submitted, giving the toilet bowl two small pecks with his lips.

"There's a good little dork" Flash said proudly, the crowd laughed and Harry looked away, wishing there was something he could do. Then, without warning, Flash dunked Peter's head in to the bowl and flushed. After a few rounds, the crowd had almost gone away so Flash let go and stepped out of the stall and Ben pushed Harry on to the floor next to Peter.

"See you losers at dodgeball", he jeered as they walked out of the room.