PANTSED

When I was 19 and my brother was a couple years younger than me, we had gone to the mall and a few other places together, as usual he was being dorky and annoying, so I had decided early in the day that I was going to pants him at some point.

Eventually I saw a few people who went to school with us and I saw my moment, but I hadn’t decided if I was going to pants him and wedgie him or not, so I decided to leave his fate up to his luck, my plan was simple…pants him, if his undies stay up….they go ALL the way up and if they go down…then well, they go down.

He was trying to avoid the group of girls whether because he was socially awkward or because he had some sort of tingly feeling that he was about to be doomed I don’t know, but I insisted that we go say hi and begrudgingly agreed.

So we approached the girls and I talked with them a little bit, and “accidentally” reminded them of a time that I pantsed him at school a couple of years before, which most of the girls had seen, but one of them who had been apparently living under a rock asked

“what does panted mean?”

The other girls snickered and Adam just blushed and looked at the ground…

I could’ve just explained to the girl what it was, but conveniently I was standing next to a nerd so I decided for some show and tell

YANK!

The girls shrieked with laughter as Adam frantically tried to pull his pants up and pull his shirt down, his fate had been decided he would not be getting a wedgie in this moment…because the Great White **…and its cousin the T.W had been freed.

I laughed and held his pants..and his boxers to make sure the girls got a nice good look at him, I’m pretty sure I saw some phones out