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Robbo!
01-24-2010, 02:01 PM
The Startup

I can't really explain why I do it. I guess it's fun, I guess it's something to do in my free time, but nonetheless it is something to do. But it's hard to explain why. The emotions behind it, I guess. It's hard to explain those emotions, too. The thrill of waiting with hopeful anticipation until the parents have left, the pride with which I hook up the webcam and turn it on, and the happiness of finding someone who gives you what you want.

Not to mention the pain, oh, the joyful pain of a wedgie.

"Son, we're leaving! We'll be back after midnight. Be in bed by then!"
"Okay, mother!" I guess they think I'll be out after curfew or something like a normal, rebellious teenager. No, I like my rebellion in the comfort of my own home.

I wait until they are well gone, making sure they didn't forget anything and are going to turn around to come back home and get a wallet or something like that. I open up my closet and move the pile of clothes off the top rack. Beneath the assorted, expired shirts lie my tools.

An old cloth belt: perfect for hanging. Various messy objects, in case someone wants that: dog food, vaseline, whipped cream, etc. Two boxers: I used to have four. People tend to like me doing squeaky cleans with those, but twice I have been challenged to rip them off my body. And twice, I have succeeded.

Of course, hiding ripped underwear from the mother is hard, because she always does laundry. I think the best idea is to throw the underwear away in order to avoid her being too interrogatory. If I use underwear one night and it becomes out of commission, I tell my master (or masters) I'll "brb" and rush out to the big trash can and hide the underwear between any existing bags. Yes, I pick up the first layer of trash, put the underwear down and replace the garbage. Any lengths to keep this a secret from the real world.

For most wedgies, however, I use briefs. They are great, except they can be too revealing during a wedgie. Of course, any underwear can claim that. I use briefs because that's what I wear all the time. Fruit of the Loom tightey whiteys. That's me. I tend to sort of fantasize that someone put me in the wedgie whenever I do a hanging. It makes it easier to bear. I have seven briefs hidden in my closet, along with my other supplies. Normally, I wear three briefs during a hanging wedgie, so they don't rip.

The reason I leave these supplies in my closet is because they get damaged. All underwear, in the process of a wedgie, undergoes stress, and seams stretch and elastic pops and the underwear around the leg-holes become mangled, and not clean, like most underwear is. Not to mention various... stains that set in during a wedgie.

After I have all my supplies, I turn on my laptop and hook up my webcam. This is a simple process, and soon, I am ready to turn on Yahoo Instant Messenger.

I log in and look at the list of people online. There are normally two or three on at night when I try. Ooh, and tonight, atomicwedgie289 is on! He likes it when I do endurance: try to hang in a wedgie for an obscenely long amount of time. I think I'll start chatting with him.

daregame
01-24-2010, 03:06 PM
Good Job so far, cannot wait for more!

Truth or Dare?
01-25-2010, 01:39 PM
Good one keep it going

Robbo!
01-25-2010, 10:24 PM
Logging In

I smile with anticipation in what I'm about to do. Atomicwedgie289 has always been the most fun to do wedgies for. He always challenges me to do my wedgies longer and higher. One time, I hung from the balcony off the second floor over my living room, as per his request. I have hung as long as seven minutes, with him as my witness. And if you've ever hung, 7 minutes is true torture.

Normally, I just open my closet door and hang off the top of that. That's where I plan to hang today.

wedgiekid001:
hey

atomicwedgie289:
what's up?

wedgiekid001:
not me

atomicwedgie289:
lol
that's about to change.

I laugh at his joke. I know what's gonna happen. I turn on the webcam and wait for him to start watching. I put on two extra pairs of tightey whiteys while the computer loads it up and everything. He's watching by now. I look up at the camera and smile. I can tell he's watching. I turn around and run one of my belts through the legholes of my briefs and pull up, giving a start to the wedgie and making it easier to reach the top of my door. I hear a ding from behind me.

atomicwedgie289:
cute ass.

I feel myself blush.

wedgiekid001:
Thanx.
how long?

atomicwedgie289:
as long as u can last

I put the computer and webcam on the floor at just the right angle, so he can see the whole door entirely. I hang myself at the top of the door and hold on to the belt so it doesn't slip off. I adjust myself so the door is facing the cam on the floor and the wedgie starts.

chemicals
01-26-2010, 01:08 PM
nice keep it up :)

Robbo!
02-01-2010, 06:09 AM
Reset

I start hanging and the pain kicks in immediately. The pain is mostly on my balls, which are uncomfortably pinched in my briefs and are being crushed by my body weight and three pairs of briefs stretched to their full potential. Most people don't realize it, but there is a natural tendency in a hanging wedgie to lean forward. I correct this, and pull myself upright, but my back is simply curved. I'm still leaning forward at the waist, and I can't much change that. I guess that's the experience of a self hanging wedgie off a closet door.

I lean back a little, to try and get the wedgie to kick in a little, but it doesn't really work. In the end, I just hang. Hanging, if you do not know lasts an eternity. Even if you are enjoying it. Right now, the fabric right on either side of my penis is digging into my groin, creating unbearable friction. I wince in pain as I try to adjust myself. Not even a minute has passed yet.

Floods of joyful, relaxing pain rush through my body, streaming down my crotch and butt. I love it and loathe it. The self torture is pleasing, stimulating, but still painful.

I look at the ground, three feet below my feet. I long to be there, yet I don't want to leave. I start wishing someone else would give me a hanging wedgie. I mean, someone in real life. One I didn't have control over. One I couldn't escape. That would be great. As it is, I have to do it virtually.

I think of atomicwedgie289. He and I go back a few years. We were both 14 when I started getting involved in wedgies, and he had been for a while. Most of the time, we just chatted about wedgies. Then, a year ago, I got a webcam, and I wanted to try it out, so I started doing some wedgie sessions for him. We did, after all, meet at a wedgie forum.

I've seen him over cam a couple of times, but not normally. When he uses his dad's laptop from work, I'm able to watch him watch me, but normally, he's on his own computer in his room which doesn't have a cam. I don't really care. You can't see his reaction from a hanging wedgie. Not to mention it's not that fun watching someone watch something.

I hear a BUZZ. He sends me buzzes when he thinks I'm ready for the next wedgie. I get down and look on the computer.

atomicwedgie289
Did you have fun?

I smile widely.
wedgieboy001
always

I wait a second before sending the next message.
wedgieboy001
What's next??

atomicwedgie289
lol.
You always wanna do something more.
Hanging Melvin.

I almost figured that would be next. That's normally the order. Then, we do some ground wedgies.

I climb atop my bed. The hanging melvin is easier to do because you're able to watch the belt and slide it on as far as you can in front of you rather than behind you. I slide it along the top of the closet door and sit down. The melvin is easier to endure because there's honestly no pain involved when you hang.

Sure, there's pressure from the elastic on the bottom of your legs, but you're mainly supported by the seat of your briefs. I sit down and swing toward the camera. No matter if I do this longer than the wedgie, it always seems shorter.

I get ready to sit there for a long time, but then I hear the BUZZ.

Robbo!
02-05-2010, 09:03 AM
USB Error

I get down from the melvin and immediately type

wedgiekid001
What? Is something wrong?

atomicwedgie289
well, i gotta go soon, so idk if i want u hanging til i log off.
i wanna see something else.

He types a malicious smiley face and I smile inadvertently.

wedgiekid001
Well, what did u have in mind?

atomicwedgie289
Why don't you try an atomic wedgie?

I smile. We've had this conversation before. I've tried going atomic, but it just can never work. I can't ever seem to take my briefs over my head. I've tried almost every single pair of briefs I have, and they just can't do it. I'm not going to go out and buy over-sized briefs just to do one atomic wedgie. I've tried in my most stretched out briefs ever, but it just won't work. I know he's going to make me do it anyway, so I take off the extra two pairs of briefs I wear while hanging.

wedgiekid001
You know I can't go atomic.

atomicwedgie289
Just try. I really wanna see u try.

To humor him, I type
wedgiekid001
ok

I set my laptop and webcam on the bed, facing me, so he can see my whole body at the other end of the bed. I lay down on my stomach and reach back, over my head, stretching my arms and back to their farthest lengths, grabbing my waistband and pulling with all my might, as inefficient as it may be at that angle. It's hard, nearly impossible to get a good grip, but after fumbling a little, I start yanking steadily, pulling it constantly toward my head, and fighting the pain that immediately starts crushing my balls and soon starts adding stress to my ass crack.

This time it feels like I just might make it. The fabric is stretched far, but it's nearly hitting the back of my head and I still have an ounce of slack. That slack is soon lost though, as I keep pulling and get it to the center of my head. My back is arched as far as it can go and my head, I have pulled back. I'm straining my back and neck looking at the ceiling and in more pain than I've ever felt hanging. It's gonna happen, I'm gonna get it over my head. I'm about to go atomic! The waistband reaches my forehead and I hear a BUZZ.

I let go and look at the computer. Atomicwedgie289 is typing.

atomicwedgie289
sry. ur connection's gone, though.

wedgiekid001
What?

atomicwedgie289
I can't see you.
Ur webcam stopped broadcasting.

wedgiekid001
That sucks.
what's wrong?

atomicwedgie289
idk. It's ur cam.

I honestly don't know what's wrong. I look at my webcam. Is everything okay? It looks fine. I haven't a clue why it just stopped. This is not good.

Robbo!
02-10-2010, 09:21 PM
Troubleshooting

I look all around, but I have no idea why my webcam isn't working. I am so frustrated. My overstretched briefs are hanging limply around my waist as I look all around, into the cam, at the wire, when I finally notice the problem.

The webcam had become unplugged, I guess as I was putting the computer on my bed. I plug it back in. I smile at atomicwedgie289.

atomicwedgie289
That's better.
Try going atomic again.

wedgiekid001
ok.

I was more confident this time, as I had already proven that I could do it once. This time, the underwear slid up faster than usual, not gaining any real tension until it was basically at the back of my head. It was a simple tug more and it would be over my head and atomic.

Unfortunately, I failed to remember the type of stress I put on my underwear by going atomic so much, and the waistband ripped clean off.

wedgiekid001
I'm sorry.
I got it atomic last time!

atomicwedgie289
yeah, sure.

I could tell he wasn't happy. He wanted to see atomic.

wedgiekid001
Tell you what.
I know you love the endurance hanging wedgie stuff, so I'll get in a hanging wedgie until you need to log off.

atomicwedgie289
sure.

I grabbed a new pair of briefs and the two others I had used during the previous hanging stuff. I pulled the belt through my underwear.

This time, instead of hanging from my closet door, I decided to make it harder for myself by hanging from my pull-up bar. If I didn't make it harder to get out of, I'd be tempted to let go whenever I wanted. I needed to force myself to last as long as I said I was.

I'm a man of my word.

I loop the belt through around the pull-up bar and take a safety pin and put it through the cloth of the open end of the belt and the belt itself so I didn't have to hold on to the end of the belt myself to prevent it coming undone from the stress.

I kicked the chair away, knowing I was in for quite a bit of painful hanging.

But I didn't realize how bad it really would be.

Playstation
02-11-2010, 01:35 PM
Great story, amazing detail and grammar, please continue!

Robbo!
05-04-2010, 06:12 AM
Sorry, all! I just now realized I never finished this story.

Shut Down

As soon as I kicked the chair away, my underwear grabbed me and held me up. My balls were crushed with the immense pressure of the fabric and unbearable pain flooded my privates. I was leaning forward from the tension. But I wasn't going to let it stop me. I'm sure my face was contorted in pain.

It really hurt. I was ready to die. But I had failed atomicwedgie289, and I knew he'd be happier with watching this. I didn't know how long had passed. It felt like an hour. I looked at my clock. It had been a minute. But then, all at once, it seemed, everything got shot to hell.

I heard a door open and shut downstairs. My brother must be home. It'd be either him or my parents, and they would've used the garage door.
"Yo, I'm home!" I hear him yell.
"Oh, shit." I say aloud.

I try reaching my foot out to pull the chair to me so I could stand on it and get down. I couldn't get to it and pull it to me. My toe wrapped around it and I pulled so I could get down and get things back to normal.

But the chair had other plans. As soon as I pulled on the chair, it fell and came crashing down onto my laptop. The computer wasn't harmed; it was a fairly light chair, but it shut the laptop, thus ending the cam session.

The chair had made such a racket, my brother was sure to hear. And he did. I heard his feet running up the stairs. "Dude, are you alright? I heard something crash." He said, opening the door.

Then, he saw me. Hanging from my pull-up bar by my underwear. Faster than I could think, he started laughing. "What the hell are you doing?" he asked, pulling out his camera phone.

Humiliated, I told him about everything. I told him about the wedgie forum and my cam sessions. Of course, I told him because he had blackmail and he wouldn't let me down until I explained.

I don't know if he believed me or not, but I do know that I have to stop going on wedgie forums. The next day, I took my webcam into the attic before going online, clearing my history, and uninstalling yahoo messenger. I had to go cold turkey. I was disgusted with myself for letting it get that bad.

Will I ever go back? Who's to say. I don't know. I don't want to go back. Why should I torture myself like this with this addiction? Of course, a wedgie is the only surefire way I know how to get an erection. Never has looking at porn done it for me. Well, I shouldn't say never, but rarely has porn done it for me.

Well, I guess this is how I should say goodbye. Goodbye forever, GetDare. Goodbye from Wedgiekid001.

Star Shadows
05-05-2010, 04:25 PM
That's a brilliant story :) well done :)

brandon
05-05-2010, 04:48 PM
Awesome story bro.