Being 24 years old and going to an arcade by myself in the middle of a weekday DOES sound like a loser thing to do but I was bored at home and just recently lost my job so I had nothing better to do and I knew it would be quiet since everyone else would be at work or school.
There was this really intense fighting game I liked near the back of the arcade, in a nice dark corner so not too much light and I could today was the day I finally get the highscore, the problem is that once you have tapped in, you can't take breaks and it takes like 30 minutes to reach the final boss so once you start, you really can't stop or else you pretty much waste your money.
This is why I come to the arcade when its less busy, means less chances my machine gets stolen, less noise but unfortunately for me, also less people around to save me from the embarassment I was about to be put through.
I'm standing at the machine about 10 minutes in to my game when some guy comes and stands behind me, trying to strike up a conversation... great, the one other guy in the arcade wants to chat while I'm trying to focus on not getting my ass kicked.
Maybe if I just ignore him, he will go away. I mutter something about trying to focus because I was trying to get the highscore and it seemed to work, he shuffled away behind me and I didn't see him for a little bit.
That's when I felt two hands on either side of my jeans and my pants were shucked away, leaving me standing in just my skin-tight boxers. I cry out and try and turn to see who my dacker is, I get a glimpse of the guy from before but I can't look too long, I look back at the screen and I've nearly died.
Luckily I manage to get back in control before I lose the level and politely ask if the man can pull my pants back up but he just laughs at me, and calls me a nerd, telling me to pull them up myself but if I take my hands of the controls, I'll definitely lose.
Not to worry, I can handle a bit of public humilation and its not like I'm naked, my underwear goes down to my thighs so its more like I'm wearing short-shorts at this point, I kick off my pants and push them away from me, trying to make it less obvious that I've been pantsed and I try to refocus on the game but my bully has other plans...
I feel him get closer to me and I finally get a better grasp of his build, he towers over my 5'7 stature, he feels like he's easily 6'2 and his shoulders are way broader than mine as well. What's a total jock like this doing in an arcade?
His hands start exploring my lower area, groping my ass and cupping my bulge, getting felt up in such a public space makes my knees a little weak but I can't see anyone else around and we are in such a dark corner, the staff probably don't even know we are here. I could feel my cock growing larger, snaking its way down my leg and poking its head out of my undies.
Pantsing is one thing but if he drops my undies, ill be fully naked and erect and that's if he stops there, I think I'll have to give up the game at that point but I feel his hand go into my undies at the front and grab my cock, moving it so its sitting straight up and my balls rest along the seam of the boxers, my mushroom head now poking out the top.
I didn't have time to ponder this for long as he grabbed the back of my waistband and YANKED my undies into a WEDGIE. The cotton disappeard into my ass and my dick and balls started getting crushed under the weight, I tried to stand on my tiptoes but he kept pulling higher and higher, stretching the fabric across my back before finally reaching my shoulders.
He snapped the waistband against my back and reached around to tug on my front as well, securing the wedige in nice and tight, exposing my ass, legs and huge bulge to the world. He stepped back, laughing at his handiwork and I could hear him taking photos of my behind. I was really nervous now but somehow I was still winning the arcade game.
I realised I was also at the final level and was beating the current highscore, as long as I didn't die now, I would win! I had come so far but maybe this whole ordeal would be worth it after all, I just needed to beat the last boss!
As I began my fight, I felt my bully step closer again, this time grabbing both my waistband and the bunched up part of my undies above my ass, he started pulling up again, forcing me onto my tiptoes, it was excruciating and my balls were being crushed against the fabric. It didn't matter, I was laser focused on the game.
He kept pulling and pulling, he pushed his foot against the back of my knee, making me sit deeper into the wedgie as he pulled me all the way off the ground into a BOUNCING WEDGIE, bouncing me over and over, stretching the fabric further and further up my back... the pain was insufferable but the boss was 10% health left...almost there...
VICTORY! The boss crumped in defeat and my name appeared at the top of the leaderboard, I was only able to glimpse it for a moment though before my bully dropped me back down to the floor and grabbed the front of my waistband, pulling it up into a MELVIN WEDGIE and stretching it until I was blinded by my own undies. He snapped it to the back of my head, gave my ass a spank and left me there, clutching myself in pain while he walked away.
Little did I know that this wouldn't be the end of my arcade torment...
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