Literature
Champ (EUM)
(Continuation of the Liam and Derek story - “Quack Quack.”) A few days had passed since Liam’s embarrassing situation with Becca. He woke up on this Thursday and headed to the showers. As Liam got ready, he instinctively grabbed for a pair of plaid boxers. When he put them on he immediately felt uncomfortable. He couldn’t stand all of that fabric anymore. Be ruffled through his dresser to see if he had any boxer briefs or trunks, but the few pairs he had were all in the laundry. It wasn’t Friday, but he decided to wear the briefs anyway. He walked over to Derek’s dresser and grabbed a pair of briefs from the top. He always chuckled a little at the design. He slid in a pair of black sweatpants and a tshirt and headed out to his class. Liam didn’t get very far before he heard the familiar nose of moans of pain and the sound of Chase mocking and laughing. He turned the corner and saw it. “How do you like that, wedgie boy?” Chase was pulling a pair of orange briefs out of another guy’s cargo shorts and laughing. Two other other guys were with Chase, but Liam didn’t recognize them. “Dude, he is wearing SpongeBob!” One of the guys laughed as the briefs pulled up higher. They were bright orange with blue piping. A print of SpongeBob was stamped on the butt of the briefs and it said “Friends Forever!” Liam chuckled for a second at the dorky underwear, but then he realized who it was. “Derek!” Liam yelled out without thinking. Chase was currently bouncing Derek up and down by the briefs waistband. Derek was grunting with each pull. Chase looked over at Liam with surprise and then laughter. “Look guys. It’s my other favorite nerd, Liam!” The three guys laughed. Chase continued to yank Derek’s briefs up as he grunted in pain. “Chase, let him go! He didn’t do anything to you guys!” “Oh, is this your boyfriend? You guys share underwear or something?” Chase mocked. Liam blushed for a second. Derek was NOT his boyfriend, but he was actually wearing his underwear at that very moment. Liam became aware of the brief leg holes hugging his thighs. He shook he head and snapped out of it. “No, he is my roommate and he is cool. Let him go! Or else….” Liam yelled. “Or else what? You gonna fight us? I doubt it. Your too much of a wuss.” Chase mocked as he began to pull Derek’s briefs up and towards his head. Derek screamed in pain as the briefs tore into his butt. “That’s enough!” Liam screamed as he charged at Chase. Liam’s hand was outstretched and ready for a punch. However, Liam forgot about the other two guys. As he lunged forward, one of the guys tripped him, while the other pulled his arms behind his back. Liam found himself completely stuck. All three guys laughed mockingly. “Nice try, tough guy.” Chase laughed. “But just for that, I’m gonna finish your friend a bit more.” Chase knocked Derek to the ground and stepped on his back as Derek yelled in pain. Chase pulled the orange briefs straight out and almost pulled them over Derek’s head. Liam yelled in protest. “You made this a lot worse for your little boyfriend,” Chase laughed. He then lifted Derek up by thr briefs and hung him on the nearest sign pole. Derek kicked his feet, bit his orange underoos continued to sit into him. Liam was still being held back by the other two guys, even though he was struggling to get out. “Now for you, Liam. This it too easy. Weren’t we just in this situation a few weeks ago. Flip him around.” Commanded Chase. The guys flipped Liam so that his back was facing Chase. “Now, you are going to get real familiar with the feel of your own boxers.” Chase threaded as he reached inside Liam’s pants. Chase grabbed a white waistband and then began to laugh. “What is this, Liam?” Chase swiftly yanked Liam’s pants to his ankles and all three guys bursted out laughing. Liam knew what they were looking at. Under his tshirt, he was standing in the open wearing only a pair of white underoos with soccer and footballs printed all over. Across the butt it said “Champ.” Liam’s face turned bright red. “Well, I guess you are the Champ today!” Chase mocked. Liam struggled and kicked, but Chase pulled the sweatpants over Liam’s shoes and stole his pants. Liam felt the breeze on his exposed thighs. He wanted to pull his shirt down, but the other two guys were restraining his arms. “What a nerd! You two cannot be serious. Why are you wearing these tighty whities?” Chase laughed. Chase gave a huge yank on the briefs and Liam yelped. “I can’t wait to show Beth.” Liam’s heart sank as he heard the camera go off on Chases phone. There was no denying this now. Chase kicked Liam in the back and he stumbled forward and fell fast first in the dirt. “Good luck, losers.” Chase yelled as he walked away with Liam’s pants. Liam looked down at his exposed underoos and felt panic once again. Once the guys had left, Liam ran over to Derek. “Here, I’ll get you down!” Liam climbs up the pole a bit. “This will hurt for just a second.” Liam had to yank up on his friends briefs in order to unhook them. Derek moaned in pain. As Derek stumbled to the ground, he quickly pulled down his own shorts to fix his wedgie. Liam chuckled just a little as he saw Derek adjusting the sponge bob briefs back into place. “What are you laughing at, Champ?” Mocked Derek. Liam looked down at his own predicament and stopped chuckling. “But, really, thanks for helping me down. And coming to my rescue. But. Are those my undies again? Man, you really need to start buying your own.” Liam pulled down on shirt to try and hide his underwear a bit. “Sorry. I just couldn’t stand wearing boxers today. Bit I really wish I had some now. Dude, can I borrow your pants?” “Are you joking? And let the whole campus see my undies? No way, man!” “Ok, fine,” Liam said as he felt the shirt fabric on his butt. “Can you at least walk with me back to our room? Maybe help me to hide so that not everyone gets to see my briefs. God, why am I wearing these?” Liam whined. “Alright, follow me.” Liam took off being Derek. Derek helped him to hide behind benches and in bushes on the walk back. However, it was impossible to not get caught as hundreds of students were walking to class. A group of girls stopped to take some picture of Liam as he tried to cover his groin. A group of frat guys walking by burst out laughing and started yelling “Let’s go, Champ,” Liam continued running, flushed with embarrassment. He was laughed at several more times as he ran across the sidewalks, but they finally made it to their dorm building. Derek let Liam into the building and they ran up to their room. Derek turned around and looked at Liam before opening the door. “Oh, hey. I forgot that I have some mail at the front office. Could you go grab that for me, Champ? I won’t let you in the room until you do!” Liam felt a surge of humiliation and then rage as he stood in the hallway without any pants to cover his underoos. “Sure thing, buddy. But first-“ Liam acted fast and lunged at Derek’s shorts. He yanked them down to his ankles and then tripped him. Liam pulled the shorts completely off Derek and then swung them over his head. Derek was sprawled out on the hallway floor with his SpongeBob underoos totally on display. Liam laughed. “Hey, give me those back!” Derek demanded as Liam continued to wave them above his head. Just then, they both heard a door open and someone walk into the hallway. It was that same guy! The guy who always caught Liam. He took one glance at Liam and Derek and started laughing,”you two cannot be serious with this underwer? Are you five years old?” Liam and Derek didn’t have time to react before he he snapped a few photos on is phone and walked away. Liam and Derek looked at each other, both faces red with humiliation. “Truce? ….Truce!” They started and stumbled into the room and onto the futon, both still not wearing pants. “Man, I am glad we made it back,” Liam sighed. “Hey, thanks for sticking up for me, Liam. I never have really had a true friend…so….thank you.” Derek said. “Hey, no problem man. I just wish I could have kept my pants on the process.” “You know what,” Derek laughed. “I know we have this sort of deal with the underoos going on. But I feel like you have gone above and beyond. I’m not going to force you to wear underoos anymore.” “Thanks, dude.” Liam laughed. “I appreciate that. Next week is thanksgiving break. I am gonna ask my mom to buy me some trunks and boxers briefs. I just can’t stand boxers anymore, but I don’t think I am ready to go full on underoos.” “I get it man. Want to play some Mario Kart?” The two friend played video games in their underwear for a few hours. Liam made sure to call his mom and ask for new underwear, which she agreed to do. ——————————————— The next week, Liam woke up at his parents house on the first day of thanksgiving break. He pulled off his covers and chuckled again. He had had no clean laundry the day before because he was saving it for his mom to do at home. He had borrowed the pair of rocket ship underoos from Derek again, even though he had sworn that he was done with briefs for a while. Liam stood up clad in a white undershirt and his rocket ship briefs. He started rummaging through his luggage to find underwear, but he couldn’t find any. He sheepishly walked out of his old bedroom, careful not to wake his older brother, and yelled down the stairs for his mom. “Mom, have you seen any of my boxers?” Liam yelled down to his mom. “I did your laundry last night. Check up the dryer. Also, I got the new underwear you asked for. Check your dresser.” His mom responded. Liam tiptoed down to the laundry room making sure to not get caught in his underoos. He found her basket with his clothing, but no boxers or boxer briefs. He looked to his left and saw the pile of cleaning rags that his mom always had. He recognized the fabric of his boxers in the pile. He picked up a piece of fabric and immediately noticed it had been cut into small strips. All of his underwear had been cut up. He had a moment of panic and then heard the door open behind him. “Mom! I’m not dressed!” Liam shouted. “There is no part of your body that can shock me! Did you find your clothes?” His mom looked Liam up and down and the smilez. “Oh, Liam! You haven’t worn little cartoon undies since you were a little boy! That brings back memories. Did you want more cartoon briefs? I can buy you some. I didn’t know you liked those again” “No, mom! Jeez! I i just didn’t have any clean underwear “ Liam said, a bit flustered with embarrassment as he tried to shield his underwear with the laundry basket. “I wear adult,… men underwear” Liam’s mom giggled. “Yes, honey. I bought the new underwear you wanted. It is in your dresser upstairs. Brand new pairs. I decided to cut up the old raggedy boxers last night.” “Ok, thanks mom!” Liam said as he inched his way out and then ran back upstairs. He couldn’t wait to get out of these briefs. He was an embarrassment magnet in these undies. Liam yanked open his dresser drawer and gasped. Instead of colorful boxers briefs or trunks, he was met with a sea of white. Liam pulled out a single pair and held them up, His mom had misunderstood his request. Briefs. Tighty whities. All of his boxers were gone. He was a full time tighty whities guy now. Panic set in.
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