Chapter 5 - Anti finds out

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Anti lay on the couch, bored. He tossed his knife in the air, watching it flip before catching the blade and tossing it again. No one was home for him to mess with, and watching tv bored him. He perked up as he heard the front lock rattle, signalling someone coming home. He glitched out of sight, peeking over the couch to watch whoever was to be the victim of his boredom.

Jackie came in, carrying a small bag from a store, which appeared to only contain two small packages. He hummed along to his headphones, closing the door and hanging his keys on the hook next to it. He figured no one was home, since he didn't see or hear anyone. He grinned and started walking to his room, occasionally singing a line of whatever he was listening to.

Anti wondered what was in the bag, since that seemed to be the only reason the zero left in the first place. He also wondered what that grin was about. He followed Jackie down the hall, still out of sight, only a faint crackling sound being heard as he moved unseen.

Jackie looked around nervously at the crackling, knowing that usually meant that Anti was around. He didn't see him, but looked around suspiciously as he went into his room. He shrugged it off as possibly being his headphones glitching, taking the packages out of the bag and opening them.

Anti followed him in, grinning as he seemed to still be unnoticed. He had to fight a cackle as he saw Jackie pull tighty whities from the packages. He knew Jackie was a nerd, but damn, tighty whities? And why did he look so damn excited about them? He watched as Jackie neatly folded them and put them away in the drawer.

Jackie was grinning as he restocked his undies drawer. The past week had really depleted his supply. He eyed his rig longingly, but he could still hear Anti's static and didn't want to have him find him in that situation and not be able to cover up. Geez, Anti would never let him live it down. He decided he would just lay in bed and give himself a wedgie by hand to have fun while the others were gone. At least that way he could cover up with his blanket and pretend he'd been napping or something. He pulled off his shirt, then slipped off his jeans, revealing Batman briefs. He grinned excitedly, pulling down his blanket and laying on his belly on the bed.

Anti cocked an eyebrow at the rig, having no idea what it was for or why Jackie looked at it like that. He was a bit surprised when Jackie started taking his clothes off, but hey, it was his room after all. He blushed a little when Jackie took his pants off, stifling another laugh at the nerdy undies.

Jackie pitched his hips up a bit, palming himself over the briefs. He reached back and grabbed the waistband, yanking them harshly up his ass, moaning as the fabric rubbed harshly between his cheeks. These briefs weren't nearly as stretchy as the tighty whities, and rubbed him a little harder. He blushed, biting his lip as he yanked harder, rubbing himself faster.

Anti blushed as Jackie put his ass up and started touching himself. He couldn't contain his laughter anymore when he saw the nerd start wedgieing himself. He glitched back into view, doubling over with laughter. "Oh my god, you get off on wedgies? What a nerd!" he cackled, ignoring the fact that the sight had a little chub going in his pants.

Jackie yelped, frantically reaching for his blanket to cover up. "Whoa, hey! What the fuck, Anti! How and why are you in my room??" he asked, his voice cracking from surprise.

Anti wiped his watering eyes as his laughter died down, sitting on the edge of Jackie's bed. "Y'know, if you wanted a wedgie, all you had to do was ask, ya nerd," he said, grinning wickedly. "I've given some choice ones in my time."

Jackie blushed brightly, knowing Anti could be vicious from other run-ins they'd had. He was  kind of worried about what his wedgies might be like. But also kind of intrigued. "Pfft, I don't even..." he started to protest, then realized Anti probably saw him the whole time. "Why would I ask you for that, anyway? I can do it myself," he mumbled, crossing his arms as his face got hotter.

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