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Sword Art Online wedgie story 2
This is for "Diath100". Sorry it took me so long.
Kazuto blushed as he stood there naked, while Akihiko fumbled around in the "lost clothes" can. This was the place where left behind shirts, pants and similiar things could be taken back. But as soon as your memory left you for a month the clothes would be safely cleaned and donated to charity. Kazuto had his arms crossed in front of his chest, casting uneasy gazes left and right. Technically the next person to came here would be the local janitor, who lived very close to the school area. He would make his usual tour and lock the doors - but there were still three hours left before that. And that was IF he didn't take some time to eat a ramen or two. But what if he changed his usual behaviour this time?  Akihiko was the principals younger son. He would fine a way to get around any punishment. But Kazuto didn't hold a similiair card in his hands... "Focus, dual loser!" Kazuto blinked and turned around - only to notice his world turn
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Naruto Wedgie Story - the next generation (part 8)
Last time I checked this story started at the beginning of last year. I can't believe it has gone on for such a  long time already. Thanks to you all for staying with it until this very moment. It's funny how some stories develop a live of their own. I never intended for this story to have two parts, let alone all those it has been given by now. Thanks to you all. Unfortunaly the next part will close the story. But don't be sad: There will be more Naruto content. But it will exist outside of the "wedgie jutsu" canon. You know, like "Wedgie talk". But now that I have Netflix I am also able to watch Anime far quicker, without having to wait for the arrival of the dvds. So stay tuned.  
Naruto blinked - at first. Then he started to groan. His underwear stretched out, from both sides. He couldn't even see anything! Naruto grimaced as he noticed that he only wore his underwear. It was just like then. He had been seven years old and had visited the beach. Then Kiba had pulled down
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Naruto Wedgie Story - the next generation (part 7)
Boruto walked up and down on the green carpet in his bedroom. He was frowning. It was almost time. He was so close to his goal... he could almost touch it. "Boruto, I'm going!", came a voice from the floor under his bedroom. Boruto smiled. He knew that voice (a bit). It belonged to his father, Naruto Uzumaki. His prey. He closed his eyes, inhaled deeply. And his smile was gone once he opened his eyes for the next time. He stood up and walked down to say good bye to his dad. Naruto was wearing a white shirt and an orange jacket, his long legs covered by a pair of black pants. Boruto came downstairs and stood next to his mother and sister. They exchanged quick small talk and Naruto left. "Boruto, are you alright?" Hinata and Himawari had alredy sat down at the kitchen table and Hinata was opening the box of an puzzle. Boruto bit his lip. He didn't like to use them for his aliby, yet he saw no other possability. And besides... it wasn't the worst revenge for the times his mother had groun
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Naruto - Madara and Hashirama wedgie story (2)
Hashirama Senju smiled from his hiding place, a slope hidden by trees and bushes. Down there was his village. And in front of it was a lake, the perfect place for relaxation on a hot day like this one. And there was someone who actually did this at the moment. A thin boy with white hair. Hashiramas younger brother Tobirama. Tobirama was the only taking a bath - but that didn't mean that he was alone. There was another boy, with black and white hair, that was sitting next to the lake, waiting for his turn. Well, not so much waiting as simply complaining. "Can I now?", Itama Senju asked. "No", Tobirama replied with closed eyes as he leaned against the stone. "And now?" "No." "And NOW?" "NO!" Hashirama smiled. It was always the same with his brothers. He sighed as he looked over his shoulders and saw all his clothes hanging on nearby tree branches. Hashirama had been unlucky enough to step in a deep puddle on his way home. They would need some time to dry. Then he heard a familiar sound:
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Naruto - Madara and Hashirama wedgie story
The sun rose for another day, granting her light to the wide forest area beneath her. Birds had found their place in the high trees, singing and feeling free from the conflicts as many longed to be. But they were not the only mixture of sound and sight that betrayed the current danger with a peaceful surface. There was also a long, clear river. It seemed to have been there since the birth of the planet. And before that river, on a white, stony shore... sat a boy with dark hair and even darker eyes. "Come on, come on!", Madara Uchiha murmured as he sent his newest stone on a trip above the water. He clenched his fists as his eyes followed the stone on his journey. And then... the stone sank through the waters surface and vanished, as if it had been eaten by a monster. Madara coudn't believe it! He sat down again for a moment, his face discouraged. But then he came back to his feet immediately, willing to try further. "You, need some help?" Madara's eyes widened, he quickly turned around
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Lion King wedgie story
While I like (not love) the Lion king movie from 1994 I never made a secret out of the fact that its setting is the weakest part for me. Why in real africa? It's the same Question is ask whenever I hear about a new superhero film. My personal opinion: the attempts to tie them to the real world or real world events is unnecessarily complicated (at best) and really dumb (at worst). Why not choose your own fantasy world? There are Exeptions, but  I have the same problems with crime story novels. You can do EVERYTHING on the page... why limit it to stuff you could easily do with some friends in a radio play or amateur film? A fantasy world should have clear and logicial rules, of course, yet setting the story there would give you so much more room... Anyway, those thoughts are are one of the reasons why I really enjoy the Disney animated series about "Timon & Pumbaa". Feel like a real old school cartoon. The only limit is your imagination. Want to see the weird thing from the series t
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Pokemon Ash's wedgie Journey (1)
Ash Ketchum groaned as he slowly opened his eyes and fought for a kneeling position. Would this never end? His head felt so dizzy... He tried to stand up, instead he fell back to the grass covered ground. Where was Misty? Or Brock? He sighed. Team Rocket. The thought allone left a sour taste in his mouth. Sometimes he wondered if he would EVER be free of those idiots. Well, he had to be fair here: Their last attack had started a pretty hard fight. And then... what? Ash closed his eyes for another moment. Then he managed to stand up and cast a look around. Grass, flowers, a lot of trees. And if one listened closely one could hear a river in the distance... Feeling helpless, Ash searched through the pockets of his jeans and his long blue jacket. Perhaps the hope had been dumb, whatever the case, he didn't find any form of communication device. His eyes grew larger as he noticed that he didn't even carry any of his pockemons with him! "Oh great", he muttered. "And what if they come back?"
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Bakuman wedgie story 2
Moritaka smiled as he approached the other boy in the room. Akito was completely unaware. It was rare, yet sometimes Moritaka was sometimes grateful for Kayas ability to talk without end. Akito himself didn't really talk. As is often the case he was to busy listening to her. All the better. The one bad thing was that Moritaka could only move slowly, his body bent over. Sure, it wasn't as if this was his first wedgie - it was hard to go to public school and completly avoid them. But to have to deal with this! Moritaka bit his lip in order to prevent the curses on his tongue to reach Akitos ears. This was it. His underwear riding up all the way from his butt to his head. Would his underwear be ruined now? Whatever, he would have to deal with that later. He reached Akito - and he struck! Akitos face lost all colour as he saw his shorts falling down to his ankles. "What the...?" He blinked in suprise and disbelief. But Moritaka didn't waste any time. He came closer, ignoring the sharp pain
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Bakuman wedgie story
Wanted to do a "Black Butler" story, yet the first manga volume doesn't really tell you a lot about the story and the world. So I will do it later, when I got further through the mangas. Ever read the manga "Bakuman"? Well, you should. I mean, it's from the author and drawer Team that made the original "Death Note" manga. The main characters dream of becoming big in the manga industrie. You of course learn a lot about the Mangas and Japan. There is also that cool book "The Princess of Tennis: My year working in Japan as an assistant manga artist". Whatever let's get started.
Moritaka Mashiro was sleeping in the Office. The Boy Standing on the other side of the desk, wearing a small smile, was Akito Takagi. A long time Class A student. And... it still felt weird to think that... Moritakas partner on a path with a clear goal: Becoming Number one in the manga industrie! Moritkas head was lying sideways on the table. Akito sighed, sat down on another chair and looked at his friend. Sometim
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Dragonball Z Brother wedgie
Goku's eyes were warm, his lips formed a smile, as he and his son Gohan flew towards a little Island in the middle of the sea. And on that Island, among some palms, an umbrella and a deck chair, was a little house. Master Roshi's home, the Kame house. This was exactly what he was looking for. "Look, Gohan", Goku said. "There lives Master Roshi." They landed on the Islands ground. "There we are. Halo!" And it didn't take long before Gokus eyes met familiar faces: Master Roshi, who as always wore this sunglasses and a white beard contrasting his bald head. Bulma, the blue haired lady which accompanied Goku on his first search for the seven magical Dragonballs. She was wearing a white jacket and shorts. And of course there was Krilling, Gokus long time friend who, like Goku himself, had been trained by Master Roshi long ago. The bold guys body was hidden behind the same orange Jumpsuit Goku wore. Bulma blinked in surprise as her eyes noticed the small boy next to Goku... and the read hat
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Naruto Wedgie Story - the next generation (part 6)
Shikadai groaned as he tried to adjust his underwear. Boruto did the same, yet he managed (barely) to suppress his urge to groan. But while they stood there, rubbing their own behinds, Mitzuki came closer. "This was Interesting", he said. Boruto and Shikadai exchanged a quick glance. "Sure", Shikadai said. "Interesting", Boruto said. They blushed, tried not to look the other one in the face. Mitsuki was probably the only satisfied person in attendance. Even Inojin seemed unsure. Shikadai had gotten a hard wedgie - but Boruto as well. So... yay? Boruto and Shikadai looked to the side, both silent. To meet a friend for a wedgie fight was weird. To wait for the aftermath while wearing ripped underpants wasn't much better... "So..." Boruto sighed. He wasn't eager to get the result of this - but he knew that there wasn't a real way around it. "What happens now? Who won?" Shikadai bit his lip. Mitzuki on the other hand frowned. "I'll have to check. Wait a sec." He consulted his "rules book"
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Dragonball Wedgie story (part 2/2)
Trunks yawned, before drinking the orange Juice straight from the packet. He was only in his underwear, a pair of bright blue briefs. He always did this when his folks were somewhere else. It made him feel naughty, like a rebel. He had thought about changing that since Goten was going to came over soon to give him... his wedgies. Trunks shook his head. This still felt weird. In fact, it was really weird to wear this underwear. He knew that it would be pulled up his ass crack. This had never left his mind since waking up. And it had gave him a confusing feeling while searching for his underpants. Whatever, he told himself - not for the first time, by the way. Just a couple of wedgies. Nothing more, nothing less. He had trained with his dad, Vegeta, prince of all saiyans. He could get through this. The way Goten had looked at him... Trunks gulped. He and Goten had been friends for years, training over and over in order to surpass their dads. Of course they had included several bets and c
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Dragonball Wedgie story (part 1/2)
Ah, I remember the years when my mother took my to town every wednesday, buying me one volume of the Dragonball manga... good times. And hey, something that gave birth to Dragonball z Abridged can't be bad!
Trunks felt his lips forming a smile as the crowds surrounding him started to cheer. He and his best friend Goten had just engaged in a tight battle for a tournament championship. Well, atleast in the "Junior" section of it. Trunks had expected to feel good if he won - but it was even better than expected! Everyone was clapping, screaming, waving signs. Trunks' thoughts already wandered towards his fight with the Champion Mr. Satan... until he noticed the facial expression of Goten, who had came close to the ring. "Hey!", he growled. "This isn't fair! You cheated and you know it!" Trunks had to try really hard in order to suppress a smile. Whenever he was grumpy, Goten looked like a little child. He sighed. "Goten, can we talk about this later? I played fair and square. And didn't y
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Another-wedgie-story
Ever saw the anime "Another" or read the novel by yukito ayatsuji it's based on? I hope this isn't to unknown. I realize that the story is relatively dark and serious - not something that would suit to wedgie fiction. But there is a part in the story where the tone gets a bit lighter and and the characters try to distract themselves. And that is the point that inspired me for this. Hope you like it. Next time: A story about the first manga series I ever read.
Kōichi Sakakibara shrieked in surprise as Naoya Teshigawara, a classmate of his, pulled him into a friendly headlock and noogie. "Ah!" "What's wrong?", Naoya asked jokingly. "Where's Reiko? Can't take THIS long to buy some sexy diapers for you!" Kōichi blushed. "Ha! Ha!" They started to wrestle a bit. "Hey! Cut it out!" Yuya Mochizuki, another classmate who had accompanied them on their search for Katsumi Matsunaga, stepped in. Naoya smiled. "Cool down. I would never harm a friend, I... ooh." Yuya had accidentally let so
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Naruto Wedgie Story - the next generation (part 5)
Boruto walked up and down in front of the school flag pole. He frowned. It hadn't been easy to lie to his mother and sister about the reason he had to met with Shikadai. School Project... A wonder that they really buyed it. But he could make up for that later. Now... "Look", Inojin said, pointing at Shikadai and Metal Lee who were slowly approaching. Boruto did his best not to gulp. If you asked him he had enough wedgies for a lifetime. Shikadai stopped a few feet in front of Boruto. He placed both hands on his hips and gave Boruto a quick nod, removing a toothpick from his mouth. And yet he hesitated. Boruto couldn't blame him. What were you supposed to say to a friend you had come to wedgie? "So... your... ready?" No, Boruto thought, clenching his butt cheeks together. No! No! No!  He smiled. "Sure. Let's get this over with." "Well?" Mitzuki, the referee, stood between them. "Get yourself ready." Shikadai rolles his eyes. "Can't we skip this part? Just because they used to do th
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Soul-Eater-Wedgie-3/3
"Ooh, thanks man..." Black star muttered as Soul Eater slowely lowered him to the ground. "This hurts like a bitch..." He groaned as he pulled his shorts out of his ass, doing his best to ignore Soul Eaters giant grin. But he knew he couldn't do so forever. And he was to be right. "So", Soul Eater began. "I guess you planed to get your butt kicked, right? And of course you also wanted to be hang up by your shorts - everything went as you wanted it." He chuckled. Black star blushed. He didn't know what to say. He could hardly claim that things had occurred as planned - not even to himself. But as he looked at Soul Eater... he suddenly realised a other possibilty. After all: Wasn't attack the best defence? Black star blushed. He didn't know what to say. He could hardly claim that things had occurred as planned - not even to himself. But as he looked at Soul Eater... he suddenly realised a other possibilty. After all: Wasn't attack the best defence? He leaped forward, grabbed Soul Eater b
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  "Nice work everyone! We're pretty much done for today, so let's start with the cleanup"
  "Right!"
  The Karasuno High volleyball team had just finished another after-school practice, and they were all worn out from their training. The boys quickly put down the nets and tidied up the gym. One by one, they filed out of the building, ready to change and then head home to rest. Ukai, the team's coach, asked for team members Tanaka and Noya to see him privately before they left. Ukai crossed his arms over his chest as he watched them make their way over to where he stood.
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This is for "Diath100". Sorry it took me so long.

Kazuto blushed as he stood there naked, while Akihiko fumbled around in the "lost clothes" can. This was the place where left behind shirts, pants and similiar things could be taken back. But as soon as your memory left you for a month the clothes would be safely cleaned and donated to charity. Kazuto had his arms crossed in front of his chest, casting uneasy gazes left and right. Technically the next person to came here would be the local janitor, who lived very close to the school area. He would make his usual tour and lock the doors - but there were still three hours left before that. And that was IF he didn't take some time to eat a ramen or two. But what if he changed his usual behaviour this time?  Akihiko was the principals younger son. He would fine a way to get around any punishment. But Kazuto didn't hold a similiair card in his hands... "Focus, dual loser!" Kazuto blinked and turned around - only to notice his world turn pink as a girl thong came down over his face. "Hey!", he cried. "What are...?", he murmured as he pulled the underwear from his head. Akihiko grinned. And he pointed towards the thong. "What are you waiting for? I thought you were a saviour and a genius. Put it on." Kazuto blushed. "What? No! I don't know who that thing even belongs to! And besides, it's..." Akihiko raised his eyebrows. "And what?" Kazuto lowered his voice. "You know... it's girls underwear." Akihiko giggled. "Yepp. And I hide it here. Just in case I need to get... creative. Was never worn before, I swear." "You hid it? But..." "Come on!" Akihiko's arm went around Kazuto shoulder, pulling him closer. "You will have to trust me on this, buddy." "Well..." Kazuto bit his lip.  "Listen, I appreciate your offer and all that... but perhaps we should call this off? I mean you did what you had to do, right?" He blushed more than ever as he recalled the atomic wedgie that he had received mere minutes ago. It had been his first. Awful and intoxicating at the same time. He had hung himself on coat hooks before (but only if he was somewhere private or alone at home), nothing you could compare with a real atomic given by someone else. Kazuto thoughts wandered to the locker room in which his ripped underwear still still lying on the ground. Akihiko stared at him. "Call it off? If you hadn't kicked my in the butt I would be home by now - and perhaps your undies would have ripped already. Anyway... I don't give up halfway. Never. There is no turning off." He came closer. "Put. It. On." Kazuto backed away, covering his boner with both hands. There was something so animalistic about this guy. He wondered if Akihiko usually did things like this? But no... he coudn't play along. This was weird. And it was embaressing enough that his secret pleasures were no longer secret. And so Kazuto turned around and to leave, not even allowing himself another thought. But Akihiko was even quicker. He grabbed Kazutos butt cheeks and lifted him of the ground, carrying him up to first floor sports hall. There he slammed Kazuto butt first into a trash can! It wasn't exactly big and so Kazuto soon found himself stuck, only his legs hanging over the edge. Akihiko grined and placed the thong underwear over Kazuto's face again. "Do we have to?", Kazuto groaned. Akihiko shook his head. "Nope. I have a blan b. You eat that thong, I carry you down the stairs again, swirlie you and end the day with a good old one hour spanking." He noogied Kazuto and went on. "How about that?" Kazuto gulped. He loved video games. Technology had been a really important part of his live from an early age on. Even now, after he had nearly been killed by a bunch of maniacs inside of one, it was impossible for him to let go of that passion. After all, he had meet the girl of his dreams in SAO. And he learned to value the most simple aspects of live in a way he had never dared to emagine. Before he had always doubted that those generic military talks had any substantual meaning to them. But now he understood. But in order to enjoy this passion he needed to be able to sit or lye down. How was he supposed to do that after a atomic wedgie AND a hour long spanking? He sighed in defeat. "Fine. I'll take the tedgie." Akihiko blinked. "Tedgie?" Kazuto shrugged. "You know, wedgie with a thong." Akihiko laughed. "That's a good one. I will remember this the next time I hang you up in your locker." "Yeah..." Kazuto grimaced. "Can't wait." "I thought so!" And with that Akihiko pulled him back to his feet. "And now what?" Kazuto nodded and put the thong on. Meanwhile Akihiko pulled down his own pants, revealing to Kazutos surprise a pair of pink boy briefs. Kazuto blinked. "You wear that kind of underwear without..." "Wedgies?" Akihiko chuckled. "Sure. Do you honestly think that anybody on this school would dare to yank up my underpants - even if I would walk around in nothing else?" Kazuto tried to emagine it - and already he felt like he had just received the beating of a life time. "No, I guess." He shifted from one leg to the other, still feeling weird with the girl fabric covering his lower regions. And then he was winked forward. And he obbeyed. Akihiko stepped behind Kazuto and yanked on the underpants! Kazuto squeaked as his firm butt was uncovered and the thong got replaced with a pink line in his ass crack. He was now standing on his tip toes as Akihiko lead him forward. His leg holes were already stretched up to his shoulder blades. They reached the rung ladders, where Akihiko let go of the underwear and started to climp up backwards, his face towards Kazuto, who looked at the stetched out fabric betweeen his butt cheeks. Akihiko smiled. "And now you. Keep your face in my direction. Got that?" Kazuto thought about picking his wedgie - but he didnt'. He had a strong feeling that this was just the beginning. And he still felt like this while climped up, while Akihiko was connecting his underwear on the top of the rung laders. He STILL thought that as he stopped a little bit benath Akihiko, who grabbed a hold on the front of Kazutos thong. And the feeling didn't change as Akihiko jumped down and forced both butts into a double hanging wedgie. Their sweaty body hugged by the light of passing sun.  
Last time I checked this story started at the beginning of last year. I can't believe it has gone on for such a  long time already. Thanks to you all for staying with it until this very moment. It's funny how some stories develop a live of their own. I never intended for this story to have two parts, let alone all those it has been given by now. Thanks to you all. Unfortunaly the next part will close the story. But don't be sad: There will be more Naruto content. But it will exist outside of the "wedgie jutsu" canon. You know, like "Wedgie talk". But now that I have Netflix I am also able to watch Anime far quicker, without having to wait for the arrival of the dvds. So stay tuned.  

Naruto blinked - at first. Then he started to groan. His underwear stretched out, from both sides. He couldn't even see anything! Naruto grimaced as he noticed that he only wore his underwear. It was just like then. He had been seven years old and had visited the beach. Then Kiba had pulled down his shorts before sitting down on Naruto back. Naruto had heplessly been forced to endure while Kiba filled his shorts with sand and hung him on a rock. Now Naruto felt just the same. No, even worse. He struggled. Every time he tried to reach the chandelier it only strengthen the burning in his behind. He kicked his legs through the air. Then, from one moment to the next, the front of his underwear ripped! Naruto fell on his underpants, then to the ground. "Ow..." He rested on his forearms and raised his head. The remains of his underpants still hung from the chandelier. Who the hell had built this thing? He groaned and graped his desk in order to stand up. With crossed legs and a moan escaping his lips he looked around, searching for his clothes. In vain. He blinked. He had to look twice in order to believe it... but there was nothing! "But... I... You..." Naruto shook his head. Had the unknown wedgie giver done this? But why? Was he so cocky? Or... Naruto had been walking around his desk. Suddenly he registered something unusual under his right foot. And so Naruto stepped back and noticed a small piece of black fabric. He picket it up... and was shocked! Most people would of just thrown this thing away, yet he registered the small black Uchiha clan symbols inprinted on the fabric. Naruto fell back into his chair, blushing as he bent forward and rested his chin on his hands. This was unfair! And it was impossible. Or at least it should have been. Sasuke was enourmesly protective of his clothing. It seemed unlikely that anybody could rip a piece of fabric from him! And yet Sasuke also seemed far to mature to pull off wedgie pranks. What to do? Naruto soon knew the answer. Sasuke been guilty would be horrible, yet there was hope for him. And at the same time he was the only lead Naruto had. He would find out the truth no matter what. But what about...? Naruto blushed as he looked down on himself. There was something he could do - but he really didn't like it. He formed the hand signs and everything around him stoped moving. Boruto blinked. He was kneeling on his bed. His pants were around his feet as celebrated his victory over his father with a good old jerking of. He came, yet the satisfaction was gone since Boruto felt, well, weird. He looked around himself. Something had happened, hadn't it? Why was...? He shook his head. Something was wrong - but what? He pulled his underwear and shorts back up. It had taken him weeks to recover from the flagpole wedgie with Shikadai. But now that he had returned to action it had ended so soon. Or could he go on? It benefited Boruto, yet it did indeed trouble him that his father had never even questioned him about those wedgies. Boruto sat down at his desk and visited some blogs he liked. But he was unable to focus. How long would it take before his father came home? Had everything goes according to plan? And what... if not? "Wait", he murmured as he saw Sasuke Uchiha walking by his house down there, on the other side of the window. Followed by Borutos father Naruto Uzumaki, who was doing his best to remain unnoticed. Boruto wasn't sure why but this gave him a bad feeling. At first he hoped it was nothing but a prank (although the timing would have been weird). But they left his sight without any change... He knew where Sasuke would go, the same place he always went to around this time: The local spa and gym saloon, a buisness owned and managed by Borutos aunt, the younger sister of his mother Hinata. Boruto leaned back and thoughtfully drummed his fingers around his knee. This was no problem, right? It couldn't be! Boruto gulped. No matter how hard he tried to distract himself - it didn't work. He choice was clear after mere minutes. It was pretty hard to find someone in the "Sarneji" around this time. In other words: Sasuke was pretty much to himself - an he liked it. The deal was the same for many years now. He would do his usual treatment and then lock when he left. He had helped Hanabi to finance this place. It was only natural that he had a key and... "Hey, Sasuke", came a voice from behind him. "Ah!"Sasuke swung around - and his eyes found no other than Naruto Uzumaki, the leader of the hidden leaf village. Sasuke blushed under the penetrating gaze of his longtime friend since he had been in midle of changing outfits. So there he was, wearing nothing but a dark red pair of briefs.  But Sasuke was also very surprised to see Naruto here at this time. And since that was more comfortable to focus on he did exactly that. "Naruto what's, up, what's up?" And Naruto narrowed his eyes. "You have one chance to explain yourself. I know what happened, you do. Tell me why you did that and perhaps we can find a painless solution. It's all up to you." Sasuke blinked, astonished by the serious tone of Naruto voice. "What are you talking about?", he retorted. Yet there was a slight hesitation in his voice. Naruto noticed that without doubt. Sasuke wasn't dumb. Sure, he spend most of his tie out there traveling. But that didn't mean that the current "Wedgie epidemic" hat went over his head. Although they didn't know it at this point, Sasuke had went through a thought process very similar to that of Naruto. And no matter in what direction you turned your head, you only found unpleasent possabilities. He opened his mouth to speak but Naruto was quicker. "It that your answer? I would reconsider if I were you." He sounded more disappointed than angry. Sasuke frowned. "What's wrong? Listen, I perhaps I know what your talking about - but I assure you that..." Naruto moved quicker than lightning! A speed worthy for the son of Minato Namikaze. From one second to the next Sasuke's hands were bound behind his back! Naruto had turned him around and was now pressing him into the locker with one hand - while the fingers of the other hand closed around Sasukes underwear waistband. Sasuke's eyes grew wide. "No", he begged with a low voice. "That's up to you", Naruto said. "We are friends. The last thing I want to do is hurt you - but if suspect that you are behind all those wedgies. And your actions are putting us both in great danger! This will have an end tonight - one way or an other!" He pulled the underpants a little bit higher up. It wasn't a wedgie yet, not exactly. But Sasuke felt the soft material pressing against his crack and gulped. He hadn't received a wedgie in many years. One of the nicest and yet weirded results of his and Narutos own wedgie tyrany had been the mind change of Sasuke's brother. Itachi had grown as a person once he had been forced to endure wedgies himself instead of just giving them. And - wonder over wonder - he and Sasuke had actually became friends with time. This was great of course - but there was also a threat in that. Itachi had pulled up Sasukes underwear over and over while they grew up. That was embaressing, sure. On the other side it had made Sasuke kinda used to the pain. That had changed with years. So... what if Naruto actually went through with a wedgie now? "Naruto", he sighed. "Please don't do that! I mean... come on! Were not children anymore! I think we are a little bit to old for this, don't you think?" "I thought the same thing before you gave me a hanging wedgie from my office chandelier!" "Wait... what?" Sasuke lost control of himself and started laughing at the picture in his head. It was a mistake, as he immediately realized. But by then it was to late. "Wait!", he cried as Naruto's grip on his underwear increased. "For what?", Naruto asked and yanked the material up Sasuke's ass! "Ouch!" Sasukes feet left the white stone floor as Naruto bounced him a few times before allowing him to touch the ground again! They both hadn't noticed Boruto, who was kneeling on the other side of a small window above them. A concerned and guilty expression on his young face. Naruto bent down and pulled up the front of Sasuke's underpants! Sasuke's eyes watered as the material reached his chin! "Stop that!", he screamed. He just couldn't believe it. Something seemed so fundamentaly wrong about him, an adult Uchiha, getting two wedgies in nothing but his underwear. By a friend. But what should he do? The pain made it impossible for him to finish a single thought.

Boruto backed away from the window and leaned against the wall, eyes closed. He heard the wedgies continuing. His heart was beating so fast, as if it was trying to escape his chest. What the hell was going on here? How had things come so far. Sasuke being guilty was a possability, sure, yet they were many others. Why had his father choosen this one? Whas he that desperated? No, Boruto thought. No, no, no! He knew that it must of been hard for his father to decide this. And, oh boy, judging by his screams it HAD TO be hard for Sasuke as well. This wasn't what Boruto had wanted. His only goal had to be make his father feel the way he so often did. He had to do something. But what? He dried his eyes with the sleeve of his dark jacket. There was only one thing he could think of.
Sasuke was lying on his stomach. Naruto was standing over him, arms crossed in front of his chest. they both didn't move even a little bit. Because Boruto had use they secret jutsu known to noone but them. And the young boy gave both man a sad look.  "I'm sorry, he said. "Why coudn't you just came home a little bit more often, dad? All I wanted was a bit of time with you! I wanted you to understand. I wanted you to feel as helpless as I do. That's all, okay?"  He turned to Sasuke. "I'm sorry, sensei. I guess I made a mistake. But I never... I never..." They didn't respond. Of course they didn't. That had been the point. Boruto shook his head. "I have to do something to help Sasuke", he mumured. But there was a problem, as he knew very well. If he only gave a wedgie to his father this would reveal his intention very clearly... Boruto lowerd his head and sighed deeply. He quickly summoned some shadow clones and started his "work". In this moment he felt weirdly far away from the pleasure wedgies had once given him.    
Boruto walked up and down on the green carpet in his bedroom. He was frowning. It was almost time. He was so close to his goal... he could almost touch it. "Boruto, I'm going!", came a voice from the floor under his bedroom. Boruto smiled. He knew that voice (a bit). It belonged to his father, Naruto Uzumaki. His prey. He closed his eyes, inhaled deeply. And his smile was gone once he opened his eyes for the next time. He stood up and walked down to say good bye to his dad. Naruto was wearing a white shirt and an orange jacket, his long legs covered by a pair of black pants. Boruto came downstairs and stood next to his mother and sister. They exchanged quick small talk and Naruto left. "Boruto, are you alright?" Hinata and Himawari had alredy sat down at the kitchen table and Hinata was opening the box of an puzzle. Boruto bit his lip. He didn't like to use them for his aliby, yet he saw no other possability. And besides... it wasn't the worst revenge for the times his mother had grounded him. She would never know and it would never harm her. "I'm coming - just a moment!" He forced a quick smile and walked to the fridge, got himself a little soda bottle. He noticed his mothers gaze and reponsed with warm cheeks: "I know, I know. I won't spill it - I promise." She hesitated for a moment and then smiled. "That's my boy. So... How shall we begin...?"


Naruto leaned back in his huge office chair. Behind him was a huge window wall. And in from of him... sigh. In front of him was a GIANT amount of paperwork. He rested his head on the left Hand, stared at the papers as if this would make them go away. No use, he thought. He just couldn't concentrate. His thoughts kept going back to the same topic over and over and over. He had survived many crisis as a leadership. Hell, he had fought in a war! Still, this was his worst time in office. People had been attacked, overwhelmed. And... and... wedgied. Naruto felt a pearl of sweat running down his back and into his underwear. There it was. The feeling he had gone through for a long time, always when Kiba approached with a grin. He had been helpless for a long time, had to take whatever Kiba did to him. Then, as an inexperienced child, he had obtained power beyond any imagination. But power always brought responsibility. And once he had realized that truth he had been very worried. When one looked at the current situation there were only two ways to approach it: Either those people had been overpowered by an completly unknown type of jutsu (which was the official position of the investigation) or... Naruto stood up and made himself a coffee. There was one way to overpower people he knew. A Jutsu that allowed you to, well, franky: Freeze time. The problem was that this couldn't be, shouldn't be. The scroll which has taught him the secret technique had been brought to a hidden base far away from the village. That decision had been made by Hiruzen Sarutobi, the third Hokage who had sadly died in a fierce battle with his former apprentice Orochimaru. Naruto took a thoughtful nip from his coffee. He missed the old man. He kinda wished the guy was here. He always seemed to know what they needed to do. On the other side he probably would have punished Naruto and Sasuke for their pranks. Naruto smiled sadly. Sasuke, the only other person who knew the secret technique... But that was impossible... right? He coudn't of done that? Why should he? And why now, after all those years? Sasuke being guilty was dangerous for them both. They had both agreed to stop the wedgie pranks after a shadow clone had given them both a good taste of their own medicine before forcing them to spend a night in Sasukes school locker. With underwear up their butts. They had challenged fate and fate had kicked them right there were it hurt the most. Each use was a risk. And their rage, the rage of bullied "losers", had been cooled at that point. But if Sasuke had changed his mind, if he was greedy for power, where would this lead them? What if the villagers found out what they had done? Would they find the person who was giving the wedgies now? Naruto wasn't afraid of losing his post (after all, he had done many good things for his people), but he was pretty nervous about the punishment that awaited him if he got caught. And if Sasuke was using his power to harm and humiliate others... it was Naruto's fault. He had taught Sasuke the technique. Yes, he had lost sight of things - but Naruto had wanted to use the Jutsu to bring upon Justice. To defeat bullies. He would have to talk with Sasuke. But what if he was guilty? How could Naruto make sure that the Uchiha guy stoped his tyranny?


Boruto pretended that he almost let his bottle fall to the floor - but in reality he only needed a second out of his mother and sister's sight. He got it and time around him stopped immediately. He grinned.

Boruto stood in his dad's office. Looked at him. "Do you have any idea how often I stood at the window and waited for you to come home?", he whispered. "I loved you." He shook his head. "I still do. But you have forgotten us! I'm one thing... but what about my sister - your daughter!" He dried his eyes with a sleeve. Boruto smiled. "Don't worry, I won't harm you. Nothing bad. I'll just make sure that you get the lesson you deserve. And that you remember it." Boruto made a few quick hand signs and three shadow clones appeared around him. Unlike his father he had never mistreated his clones. Two of the clones ran forward and pulled down Naruto's pants. The next freed the Hokage of his shirt and jacket. Boruto blushed. He wasn't exactly found of seeing his father in underwear. But this dad's punishment was more important now. And so Boruto jumped on the robust chandelier hanging from the ceiling. The shadow clones brought Naruto back to his desk and grabbed his underwear from both sides. They pulled it up and Narutos feet left the ground. The real Boruto, still on the chandelier, catched the underpants and connected them to that very chandelier. Boruto smiled as his father's underwear connected to the chandelier and he fell down into a hanging front and back wedgie! Boruto closed his eyes and enjoyed the sound of strained underpants. Boruto jumped down to the ground, gave his clones a thankful nod and released them. He walked around Naruto and gave his butt some quick spanks! Then he stepped back and, with both hands in the pockets of his his pants, looked his father up and down. Boruto's left hand noticed something in the pocket. Something... soft? But before he could think about it he accidentally touched a Pen box with his shoulder, knocking it of the desk! All in all that wasn't bad - but Boruto was nervous any way. And so he turned around and ran away! He had woren gloves to make sure that no fingerprints and such could be found. But Boruto was also a student of Sasuke Uchiha. Sasuke Uchiha, whose cape had been damaged in their last training session. Boruto had found a little piece of the cape afterwards and had put in his pocket. Honestly, he had wanted to give it back to Sasuke. But now it was to late. And as he released the Jutsu... the piece of Sasukes cape lay next to Naruto Uzumakis desk.
Hashirama Senju smiled from his hiding place, a slope hidden by trees and bushes. Down there was his village. And in front of it was a lake, the perfect place for relaxation on a hot day like this one. And there was someone who actually did this at the moment. A thin boy with white hair. Hashiramas younger brother Tobirama. Tobirama was the only taking a bath - but that didn't mean that he was alone. There was another boy, with black and white hair, that was sitting next to the lake, waiting for his turn. Well, not so much waiting as simply complaining. "Can I now?", Itama Senju asked. "No", Tobirama replied with closed eyes as he leaned against the stone. "And now?" "No." "And NOW?" "NO!" Hashirama smiled. It was always the same with his brothers. He sighed as he looked over his shoulders and saw all his clothes hanging on nearby tree branches. Hashirama had been unlucky enough to step in a deep puddle on his way home. They would need some time to dry. Then he heard a familiar sound: Itama screamed as Tobirama had enough. Tobirama had pulled his younger brother into the water, giving him a noogie and stripping him down to his underwear. "No, wait! Please not!", Itama begged he felt a hand on his underwear waistband. "Nope." One yank was all it needed to stretch Itamas purple briefs enough to hang them on a tree branch above the water. The result was that Itama found himself in a hard wedgie, his toes being the only thing connecting him to the lake ground. Tobirama laughed as he softly pattered Itamas cheek. "I guess it's your turn now."

Hashirama, in nothing but a olive green pair of briefs, had an idea. He snuck down towards the lake, always keeping an eye on his own surroundings. Tobirama was still focused on the poor Itama and didn't notice his older brother's approach. Sadly Tobirama had left his underwear next to the lake, so a surprise wedgie was impossible. So instead Hashirama rushed forward, pulled Tobirama over his shoulder and ran to the edge of the lake! "What the...?!" Hashirama looked to the side, giving his brothers naked butt a quick slap. "Ouch! Hashirama, I swear..."  No answer. At Least not in words. Instead Hashirama placed Tobirama on the grassfield, sat down on his back. "Naughty boy", Hashirama taunted. "Putting your little brother down like this! But I guess since I'm already here..." Bam! Tobirama's eyes widened as Hashirama hand spanked his left butt cheek. But that wasn't it. Bam! The other cheek. And Hashirama kept it up for two whole minutes! Tobirama growled as Hashirama stood up, rushed forward and grabbed Tobiramas underwear that lying on top of his other clothes. Tobirama took his chance and ran towards his brother! Hashirama tripped him and - while Tobirama was falling through the air - put the briefs back on the boy who they belonged to. Oh no, Tobirama thought by now. But it was to late. Hashirama laughed and yanked the underwear towards the sky! It took some effort, yet it worked. Hashirama managed to put his brother in a "straight jacket" wedgie! His entire body, save the head, enveloped by his own underpants. Tobirama fell to the floor, groaning. And Hashirama walked back into the lake, to help Itama down. His youngest brother sighed in relief as the pressure on his butt crack finally vanished. "Thanks." Hashirama shrugged.  "No Problem." He paused. "Are you ok?" Itama nodded. "I'm used to it." Hashirama smiled. "I guess so..." He wasn't completely pleased with his little brother. And he was thinking back, remembering the dark haired boy he had met - and who he had given wedgies - at the river. They had arranged to meet again one week from now. At the same place. Hashirama wasn't exactly sure why, but he was definitely interested in the guy. There was something about him.  Something that Itama sadly lacked but needed to acquire. As soon as possible. Or else... "Hey, boys." Oh oh, both brothers thought as Tobirama yanked on their underpants! Now on his tip toes Hashirama turned his head to look Tobirama in to the eyes. He chuckled nervously. "Ever heard the saying the greatest power lays in forgiving?" Tobirama, Hashirama and Itama sat at a fire, their backs leaning against some rocks. Their fight had lasted long - but there was no mistaking about the outcome. Hashirama and Itama sat there in atomic wedgies while Tobirama struggled with a shoulder wedgie. Itama gave Hashirama an angry look, scolding him for not being alert enough. Hashirama shrugged. His brother was right, but was there any use in saying that? They all knew it and both Tobirama and Hashirama  had payed for their mistake. Hashirama leaned back a little more, wincing a little bit as the wedgie increased. And then, with his eyes fixed on the sky, he wondered: Where are you now, buddy?

"Izuna!", Madara cried out as he entered his family's house and found his little brother hanging from a coat hook. Izuna weekly raised a hand. He had sunken so deep into his underwear that it was stretched enough to give Izuna an atomic wedgie. Madara sighed. His brother wasn't old enough to fight in the wars. And many of the older kids hat problems with the boy.  In a world lacking any larger form of goverment and stability, Madaras and Izunas father Tajima was the closest thing to power they all knew. And while those older kids tolerated Madara, since he had at least killed some of their enemies, they really didn't like Izuna. That boy had managed (without doing anything to earn it) to be born as Tajimas son. And he didnt' even fight! The problem was, Madara thought, that this would soon change. It was important to prepare his brother for the life ahead of him. He unhooked Izunas wedgie and said: "Do you want to go to bed? We could..." Izuna shook his head and said: "We have to train!" Madara smiled. This was one of the many reasons he really loved his brother. Izuna was too young to know the correct way of phrasing it, but he truly understood why he got those wedgies. And he also understood that he could only earn the other kids respect on the battle field. Madara nodded and went ahead, granting Izuna the privacy to pick his wedgie. Madara had realized early on that there were many ways of obtaining crucial intel. Wedgies and spankings were no exception. It might of seem weird, yet they had all the symptoms: Humiliation, pain, the breaking the victims willpower. And Madara had far more battle contact than any other boy of his age. He, even more than his brother, he sometimes thought, HAD TO prepare for anything. And so it came that he stood in front of his brother, who had taken position on the training rooms wooden table, wearing only his underwear. "Ready?", Izuna asked. Madara sighed. "Do you think a real enemy would ask this? Just do it!" "O-Okay!" Izuna gulped and grabbed Madara's underpants with both hands. His tiny fingers were trembling. He was in conflict as Madara well knew. He really didn't like harming his big brother. But at the same time it felt simply great to be on the other side of the wedgie. Madara gritted his teeth. While enduring the wedgies Izuna gave him, the thought about that "Hashirama" kid. But once it was his turn, once he placed his naked brother over his lap and raised a hand for the first spank, the thought what he always thought at the end of the day:

Can I protect him?
The sun rose for another day, granting her light to the wide forest area beneath her. Birds had found their place in the high trees, singing and feeling free from the conflicts as many longed to be. But they were not the only mixture of sound and sight that betrayed the current danger with a peaceful surface. There was also a long, clear river. It seemed to have been there since the birth of the planet. And before that river, on a white, stony shore... sat a boy with dark hair and even darker eyes. "Come on, come on!", Madara Uchiha murmured as he sent his newest stone on a trip above the water. He clenched his fists as his eyes followed the stone on his journey. And then... the stone sank through the waters surface and vanished, as if it had been eaten by a monster. Madara coudn't believe it! He sat down again for a moment, his face discouraged. But then he came back to his feet immediately, willing to try further. "You, need some help?" Madara's eyes widened, he quickly turned around and meet the gaze of another boy, roughly his age, who had short black hair and a big smile on his face. Madara was sure to keep a eye on his surroundings, just in case this guy was nothing but a decoy. A long moment passed but nothing happened. Even the other boy showed no sign of aggression. Actually, Madara thought with an inner smile, that guy doesn't look strong enough to kill a salat, yet allone a human! He narrowed his eyes. "What do you want? Who are you?" That smile... "I'm Hashirama", the other one said. "can't tell you my last name. Just in case." Madara blinked. With each day it became more dangerous to start discussions away from the own home. So... what was this guy after? And how coud he...? Madara prepaired himself as Hashirama bent down to... pick up a stone? Yes, that was exactly what he did. Madara frowned. If that guy was a ninja, he was clearly a weird one. But instead of using the stone to attack or distract Madara, Hashirama simply threw it across the river! Madara growled as that guy acomplished what he had tried for hours! He waited a minute, just in case - but nothing happened. Madara had done his best to look distracted. Hashirama hadn't taken the bait. So he was no ninja? Perhaps he would make a mistake if Madara managed to make him angry. He stepped closer to Hashirama and said: "You cheated! I don't how - but you did!" It wasn't entirely an act - Madara was truly angry. If even a guy like this could do better - no, the thought was unbearable. Hashirama smiled. "Come on, don't be a sore loser! Hey, I know, perhaps you just need some motivation." Madara had enough. "What are you talking about?" "We make a little contest", Hashirama explained with a wink. "And the loser, uh, gets a wedgie!" Madaras eyes widened. "A wedgie?" Hashirama nodded. "Yep. In the worst case you have to suffer a quick humiliation. And even that would simply give you further determination." He noticed Madaras unwilling face and added with his biggest smile yet: "What? Afraid?" Madara looked around them quickly. He still didn't notice anyone. Not even the most subtle signs of hidden enemys. But if he was honest he simply wanted to buy some time. That guy had reached the other shore without any troubles. And Madara was nervous about any form of failure and punishment. On the other side... He knew that it would plague him if he refused. And it was a chance to find out the truth. So he smiled cocky and replied: "Sure! But don't blame me when you have to walk home on woobily legs." Hashirama nodded. "Good one." He moved, so quickly that Madara didn't even notice it, and his stone passed the river with ease and landed on the other side of the water. Madara gasped - hating that he had allowed himself to lose controll there. He felt Hashiramas eyes on his back as he stepped closer to the water and picked up his own stone. The stone was clear, light - and somehow, Madara knew no better word, elegant. He gulped. His eyes seemingly focused on the river and shore ahead of him. Come on! He wouldn't need much time. He could do that. Especially now. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment. And then he threw the stone! Time seemed to pas so much slower now, for a second all Madara saw was his stone. And that stone jumped over the water... and vanished as he sank close to the waters edge. Madara nearly never looked like the child he was. But now, with his his inoceently dissapointed face, his bowed shoulders... For a moment everything was silent. Then Madara turned around and shouted: "STOP WATCHING ME, JERK! I WAS CONCENTRATING! DAMN, I CANT EVEN TAKE A PISS IF SOMEONE IS WATCHING ME!" He blushed once he noticed what he had said in his anger. Hashirama, however, sat down in front of Madara and lowered his head. "I'm sorry", Hashirama said weakly. "It's all my fault. You should simply throw me into the river." Madara bit his lips. Man, to see that guy so sad brought live to his big brother instincts. "Hey", he said in a calm, reasuring voice. I'm, I'm sorry. Honestly, I was just searching for an excuse and..." Hashirama moved again! And once more Madara was to slow for him. He felt two hands reaching inside his pants, grabbing a hold on the front of his briefs - and yanking them up with brute force! Madara closed his eyes and groaned as his feet left the ground for a moment. And then Hashirama let go of the underwear and Madara fell the ground again.  "Silly", Hashirama said with a risen,  lecturing finger. "Rule number one: Never lose sight of your surroundings." Madara managed to get to his knees and looked up. He did his best to ignore his stretched out orange briefs that hang out from the front of his pants. "The fuck! How Did... that was unfair!" Hashirama shook his head. "Is there fairness in battle? Anyway, I think it was fair! Fairness doesn't only mean that both can lose - it also means that both can win." He grinned. "Wanna go for another ride?" Madara picket his wedgie. He liked to imagine that he had no weaknesses - ye he knew that this wasn't the case. The worry for his family. The pride of an Uchiha. And it was exactly that pride that made him agree to a new contest - and to growl as he was beaten yet again. He looked at Hashirama unwillingly. "You know what", Hashirama said. "I think we could make this even better!" And he pulled Madara's pants down to his ankles. Madara wanted to protest, yet that would also mean acknowledging he humiliation and pain he felt. That would be just a new lose. "Ready?", Hashirama whispered as his fingers closed around Madara's waistband. "I, uh..." "That's the right answer!", Hashirama laughed as he pulled Madaras underwear up his butt! The feet of the young Uchiha kicked through the air as Hashirama started to bounce him. Once. Twice. 3 times. "Hey!", Madara cried out. "One match one wedgie, remember?" "Oh... right." Madara groaned as he fell back onto the shore. This was definitely the most embarrassing moment of his live. He had never been given wedgie by a complete stranger. A stranger who had beaten him several times. Who was now in the front rows when it came to viewing Madaras wedgied, exposed butt. Madara groaned once more as he stood up, picket his wedgie and pulled his pants back up. Who was that guy? Where had he learned to wedgie that hard? Madara wondered if "Hashirama" had  siblings too. "That was against the rules", Madara hissed. He wanted to distract Hashirama while he let out a painfull moan. Madara gently rubbed his butt while Hashirama seemed to ponder. "I guess you're right..." He hesitated. Then Hashirama pulled down his own pants, turned around and asked: "Two wedgies so were quitt?" Madara thought about it. He kinda liked the idea. And yet... "No." He shook his head. "I don't want a pity wedgie. The day I yank up your undies - well, I want it to have happened because I overpowered you." Hashirama smiled. "I'm looking forward to that day. But..." He still felt that it would be unfair if they left it like this. And so he yanked up the front of his underwear, almost reaching his chin! Then he pulled up the back, reached the height of his head before allowing it to snap back to his butt. He groaned. And longed for the ability many others seemed to posess: To feel less pain in self wedgies.      

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crb145 Featured By Owner Jan 5, 2017
Hey do you think you could do digimon wedgie stories were the digimon get wedgies?
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kingstory3 Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2017
Maybe, never thought of that. I'm not finished with watching the first season yet, but still, which ones would you think of?
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crb145 Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2017
Maby one with veemon and agumon
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