Coach’s tighty whities part 7After my humiliating incident in biology class my day didn’
Coach’s tighty whities part 7After my humiliating incident in biology class my day didn’t get much better. As you can imagine, word of my predicament spread like wildfire. It seemed like any jock with something to prove wanted to get their hands on me. This meant that my entire school day was one humiliating incident after another. In the hallway after biology, Gus and some of the linebackers named Rhett and Braden grabbed me, tied my hands behind my back and placed bets on how long my huge pants would stay up. After Braden’s bet of 5 seconds (the longest bet) won, Rhett said “fuck this” and pulled my jeans straight to my ankles, revealing my ridiculously tight hanes whities. Again. Then, at lunch Caden and Tucker did the same thing but this time they unbuttoned my jeans and let me struggle to try and keep them up. However, within seconds they were once again at my ankles in front of the whole school. After spending the rest of the day with a plethora of pantsings, I was headed to my final class when Gus, Caden and Hayden grabbed me and dragged me outside to the parking lot. “Guys, everyone at school has seen my underwear like 9 times today. Can’t you just let me go?” I said. “No can do, bitch boy” came tucker’s response. “We have one last assignment for today.” And with that, Gus produced a pair of handcuff’s from his back pocket and handcuffed my hands to the bike rack. “Alright Chris, I think it’s time I took my pants back.” Tucker said as he pantsed me one final time, removing the jeans completely” then, the front door of the school opened. At first, I thought it was a student but then I realized it was my dad. I felt a small glimmer of hope as he approached that was quickly dashed as he said “good work gentlemen.” To tucker, gus and caden. Then, he pulled out his wallet and handed each boy a crisp $100 bill. “Dad what the fuck?” I yelled but as soon as the words left my mouth I knew I made a mistake. “Son, you know not to use that language in front of me. You just made this situation a whole lot worse for yourself.” Then, to my astonishment, my dad dropped his pants and revealed his hanes white briefs. Then, he stepped out of his shoes and jeans and removed his briefs as well. It had been a long time since I’d seen my dad like this and I stared in shock and humiliation, unable to believe how large he was. And as my dad stood there, naked from the waist down, feeling no shame at all, he began to wipe his armpits, crotch and ass crack with his briefs, finishing them off by pissing all over them. Then, before I could even say anything he shoved the briefs deep into my mouth, and Gus wrapped my mouth in duct tape preventing me from spitting them out. The putrid taste of my dad’s sweat, piss and crotch filled my mouth and for a second I thought I would vomit. “Alright Chris. We’re almost done. There’s just one more thing to do.” My dad said as he walked around behind me. He grabbed the waistband of my briefs and pulled up harder than usual. Much harder than usual. And as I realized what his plan was I realized this would be the worst humiliation of my life and I began to fruitlessly struggle against the handcuffs. The briefs shot up my ass, and began to pop. And they started to pop faster. And as the briefs started to split my asshole I heard what I dreaded most. A huge rip. My briefs had torn and now I stood handcuffed, gagged with my dad’s underwear, briefs pulled up to my nipples with my shamefully tiny cock and balls exposed to the air. My dad stifarmed me around mt chest and leaned into my ear and said “Doesn’t seem like you’ll ever want to have anymore parties huh chris?” As he whispered I felt his massive cock against my ass and wondered how a man with such a girthy member could ever produce a boy with a penis so small. My dad put his pants back on as the final bell rung, alerting us that soon the whole school would begin to walk towards the parking lot… -- source link