Brooke Is Wedgied By Thomas
Thomas and Brooke are 18, enjoy my cuties :)The cold bit at Thomas’ face like a dog. The thin cheap suit freezes stiff from the winter morning. His muscles tense as if turning into stone when the cold leaks through his clothes. His dimpled cheeks begin to flush with blood, along with his nose. Thomas rubs his hands together and breathes warm air on them before shoving them in his pocket. He looks up at his surroundings, taking in the scenic view of the clouds colliding with one another like great titans fighting in the sky. This calms Thomas and makes him think about a better place he could be. After staring at the clouds for some time, he decides to begin his trot to sixth form. Moving with absolute efficiency, Thomas made the twenty-minute walk in just under fourteen minutes. Now out of his trance like state, so he could ignore the numbness of winter. He could feel his tight wedgied briefs again. They looked more like a thong on his warm behind. Slightly impressed with himself and feeling quite toasty from his morning’s ramble through the park and town centre, he decided to go to the lunch hall and get a snack. His long strides get him to his destination with thirty minutes to spare before it’s time for form. Picking up a blueberry muffin and paying the £1.25 to the dinner lady, he flops onto the nearest empty chair. Thomas doesn’t eat the blueberry muffin. Scanning the cafeteria. His pupils dilate as he locks onto someone. His stomach drops with a mix of anxiety and excitement. Wanting to sprint like a cheetah, he resists and takes in the image for a few more moments. A petite figure. Leaning on a brick wall outside. Short, wavey, blonde hair; with a fade. Dressed for beauty. Even from afar, you could see the precision of the hand-tailored suit. A student that took immense care of their appearance. It was Brooke. A very energetic boy with a big presence in the sixth form, despite his dainty figure. His voice makes up for what he lacks in stature. The expensive suit he’s wearing is afforded by his solicitor father. The other aspects of his suit, such as his shirt and jumper are tight to his chest. Making his upper body look little, comparable to some of the other boys in much younger years in the school. If Brooke wasn’t such a noticeable student, he would get mistaken for a fourteen-year-old, and not of the eighteen-year-old in sixth form that he was. On the other hand, his trousers fitted snugly around his silky-smooth thighs and accentuates the blonde boys soft, plump rump. Brooke’s noticeable butt was always on show to everyone. Thomas found himself imagining what he’d do to the elfin boy.He grabs a hold of his waist, reaches down into his trousers. Producing mighty yanks on some childish underwear no doubt, earning little girlish screams from Brooke. his little hole being invaded by soft material. Thomas feels dominant and powerful. Even with loving getting wedgies himself, when it comes to this dorky boytoy. Wedging his little bottom and being in control of him, exhilarates Thomas far more than any wedgie he could give himself. “Let’s stop fantasising and see him” Thomas snaps out of the dream he was living in.He saunters over towards the cute boy. Brooke’s back is turned to Thomas. His head is tilted down, looking at his phone. Thomas ends up walking right behind the small boy without him noticing. While being right behind the blonde boy, Thomas squats and then abruptly wraps his muscular arms around the blonde boy’s upper legs. He shoots up, lifting the boy in the air. His arms are wrapped around his arse and groin. Thomas sticks his face into the boy’s bubble butt. “Tommy is that you?” the Petite boy says rhetorically while giggling.Thomas moans softly into the boys suit covered rump “mph” to answer the boy in his arms. “Are you enjoying yourself down there?” Brooke says laughing now, not hiding his enjoyment of the spectacle that is being made. Brooke begins to wiggle his tush. Moving Thomas’ face from cheek to cheek. A dance recital between Brooke's derriere and Thomas' nose. “Hee-hee, do I smell nice down there?” Thomas being the very loving and capricious boy he is, thinks of something amusing. Instead of answering Brooke’s question. He opens his mouth, extending his fangs for penetration, and bites down on Brooke’s left arse cheek.“Ow! That hurt you bastard” Brooke swings his arm and hits Thomas’s forearm. Not enough force to hurt the large boy but making him aware of the pain he has caused. “Let me down, NOW!” Brooke demands with venom, whilst a very irritated pout forms on his soft face. Thomas intelligently reads Brookes very subtle signs of anger and carefully lowers him to the ground. Brooke puts his phone in his pocket and crosses his arms with annoyance. He is still facing away from Thomas, being completely silent. “Are you mad at me?” Thomas utters like a neutered animal. Sorry for himself that his fun little nibbling did not get the reaction he was hoping for. Brooke stands still with purpose. Thomas, too frightened to see the displeasure on Brooke’s face, stands in place. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you.”Brooke taps his foot as Thomas speaks, as to say, “carry on”. “I thought it was just a funny thing to do. I just got excited when I saw you.” Brooke turns around so fast it nearly gave Thomas whiplash. His tasty face is scrunched up. His finger pointed accusatorily at Thomas’ solid chest. “That is no reason to hurt me! What if you dropped me?” “I’d never let you fall.”“Not the point Tommy” Brooke declares with passion and stubbornness. Looking Thomas in the eyes with all the confidence of an army general, but then averts his gaze and his digit, so Thomas can answer.Thomas does not utter another word, feeling too scared that he might say something stupid which will cause Brooke to shout at him again. He looks at Brooke’s tassel loafers. Looking like a puppy not wanting to be scolded again for misbehaving. Regret is spread across the athletic boy’s face. His mouth drooping on both sides.Brooke Always found it impossible to stay angry at this handsome boy when he starts to act like a little baby. Brooke reaches for Thomas’ face. He places his tender palm on the sad boy’s cheek. Rubbing it lovingly. Thomas jumps at the sudden contact, but relishes in it. sinking his cheek into Brooke's palm.“Tommy.” Brooke’s venom evaporates, only care and affection are left in his voice.“Tommy, look at me. Please” Thomas begrudgingly lifts his head and finds the cute boy’s gaze “It’s okay. I’m sorry for overreacting. I just wasn’t expecting you to bite me” he laughs lovingly. Brooke moves his hand from Thomas’ cheek to the nape of his neck. Slipping his other hand around his waist, Brooke pulls his big brute into a hug. Thomas wraps his strong arms around Brooke’s size 26 waist and pulls him into him. Putting Brooke onto his tiptoes. The two boys hug each other tightly.“You feel better now” Brooke whispers lovingly into Thomas’ ear, almost kissing it.“A lot” Thomas eases his grip on Brooke’s waist and looks at him. “I’m sorry, I was just… It’s good to see you again”.“It’s okay” Brooke smiles “I missed you too”. Both boys smiling at one another. Studying each-others features, to see if they had changed over the two-week Christmas holiday. They are both as beautiful as the last time they saw one another.“Is it sore?” Thomas questions.“What, my bum?” Thomas nods his head. “A little, yeah” Brooke laughs thinking about the whole ordeal.“You could make me feel a lot better you know.” “How?” an eagerness in the handsome boy’s tone.“You could kiss it better" Brooke glances with smoky eyes.“What, now?” a confused expression forms on his face. Forehead creasing and eyebrow lifting. “Of course.” “But there’s people around.” “Well, you didn’t have a problem biting my tush in front of everyone, why would kissing it be any different.” Crossing his arms.“But er…” Thomas is cut off. “No buts, only my butt! And plus, if you kiss it, it’ll make me feel much better” Brooke announces in a flirtatious voice while looking towards his good-looking attacker. He breaks from Thomas’ strong grasp on his waist; turns around. Slightly bending over while sticking his plump little butt towards Thomas. Shaking it and letting it jiggle to entice Tommy like a dog with a juicy steak. Thomas could see the perfectly round shape of Brooke’s arse through his tight suit trousers. His eyes fixated on Brooke’s cute tush; he didn’t notice that he was drooling on himself.Thomas takes a quick look around. No one is paying attention. Everyone is either talking to their friends, studying or eating their breakfast. No student or teacher could care any less what him and Brooke are up too. However, the idea of someone watching, turned Thomas on, a lot. People watching him as he dominates and uses the little, but round bum of this dorky boy made his bulge expand.Thomas licks his lips, wipes his sweat covered hands on his trousers and then begins to edge forward. When Thomas is ten inches from Brooke’s bottom, he gets on his knees. Looking over his environment one last time. No one is looking. He turns his head back to the cute boy’s cheeks right in front of him. He extends his arms and grabs Brooke's hips and aggressively pulls him to his mouth. Heavy lips are planted on Brooke’s bum. Making him stumble slightly from the pressure. Flailing his arms rapidly before Thomas strengthens his grip and continues. He keeps kissing his lovely little arse. Long kisses. Powerful smooches. Over and over again. All over his behind. Brooke starts to enjoy it a bit too much. He sticks his butt more in Thomas’ face. Brooke’s breathing is heavy. Little girly moans are leaving his mouth. He starts to play with his wavy hair as Thomas is making him feel better.The kisses slow to a halt. Thomas now, with a very noticeable bulge, Brooke too. Gets up from the ground. As he slowly brings himself up, he makes sure to bring Brooke closer. So, his bulge grinds the full length of the blonde boy’s butt crack. Both moan. Brooke’s feminine and cute, while Thomas’ is husky and commanding. Thomas puts one hand on the small of Brooke’s back and pushes forward. Brooke totally submits to this large, handsome boy and rubs his rump up the full length of Tommy’s shaft.“Undo your belt.” Thomas commands Brooke while in his ear. Brooke is compliant. Thomas grabs the belt and chucks it on the floor. He takes his other hand from Brooke’s waist and rubs his hand up Brooke’s tent in his trousers. Brooke bends backwards with his hands on the back of Thomas’ neck. He causes Thomas to lean considerably forward, so he can bite his ear in pure animalistic ecstasy.Brooke’s trouser button was undone by Tommy. His trousers are noticeably looser around his feminine waist. Thomas pulls Brooke’s trousers towards his crotch, creating a cavern for him to put his large hands inside. Thomas starts to massage Brooke’s arse cheeks. The sissy noises coming from the submitted blonde was making Thomas rock hard. Both breathing heavy. Brooke brings Tommy’s ear to his mouth. “Can you wedgie me?” Brooke is continuing to rub his soft cheeks from side to side on Thomas’ large tent.“Beg for it nerd!”“Please, wedgie my little arse. I’m such a little nerd.” “Keep going!”“Pwease Wedgie my dorky undies up my bum.”“Good boy, who’s my little wedgie boy?”“I am” "You're such a good little dork" Thomas gets a tight grip on Brooke’s underwear. He slowly pulls it up his little crack. “What is this?” Thomas spouts out in delight at seeing Brooke wearing the pink knickers he gave him for Christmas. “You’re such a good wedgie boy for wearing those knickers. Do you like wearing girl's knickers?”“I do. I love being wedgied in my knickers.”“You’re such a good boy” Thomas mutters. Sending chills through Brooke’s entire body. The large boy keeps one hand on Brooke’s hard tent whilst his other hand is steadily raising the light pink knickers. They are fully up the butt crack of the dainty student. Brooke’s back is arched from having his knickers pulled up to the middle of his back. Thomas pulls slow and hard, making his forearm muscles flex. Making every pull count. Every tug gets the light pink knickers deeper into Brooke’s plump butt. Rubbing his little hole. He has totally submitted to the strong boy’s dominance. Thomas begins to test his strength; he lifts Brooke up by his girly knickers with both hands now. His legs are swaying with every powerful pull. His butt is being torn apart from every violent tug.Thomas (six-foot-two) bouncing petite Brooke (five-foot-four) by his baby pink cotton knickers. Has gotten the attention of two students. They only watch, not wanting to get involved. It's not uncommon for Thomas and Brooke to pull on each-others underwear in school. Thomas stops bouncing Brooke and keeps him suspended. Easily seven inches off the ground. Listening to Brooke’s girly moans. Allowing him to rub his round rump on his shaft. They both savour the moment, knowing it must come to an end. They hum and moan in each other’s ears. The clutch on Brooke’s knickers are gradually lessened until they bunch up above his smooth crack.They are both sweating, breathing heavy like smokers, and flustered. Brooke bends down to get his belt. Letting his trousers fall to his ankles, allowing his wedgied knickers and all of his pale, peachy butt to show to Thomas. As a final reward for putting him in his place. As Brooke stands up from retrieving his belt. He falls into Thomas’ torso. Thomas doesn’t move a muscle. Standing like a marble pillar for his little wedgie boy. While burying Thomas' tent in his scrumptious butt, Brooke bends his neck backwards, causing it to become taut under the strain, to look up at him Thomas.“Can you pull my trousers up pwease?” Brooke says before puckering his lips for a kiss. “Of course, I can” He utters before leaning in and connecting his lips to his. The marble pillar breaks his formation to fetch the cute boy’s trousers from around his ankles. While Brooke’s waiting for Thomas to pull his trousers up, he lays his hands on his pecs. Carefully gliding the trousers up Brooke’s legs. Not wasting the opportunity to kiss Brooke’s bare bum. His lips touch each squishy cheek. Skin to skin. Little giggles come out of Brooke as the warn kisses are planted on his behind. Not wanting to get carried away again, he stops his smooching. Brooke moves his hands off his chest and puts both index fingers in his bum crack and picks the cotton from his butt.“Gawd, how did you get them so deep.”“I’m strong” Thomas says matter-of-factly. Brooke nods his head in agreement. Finally getting the stretched knickers out of his smooth crack and laid across his plump rump. After the girly underwear is presentable, Thomas can then finish pulling the material over Brooke’s sore round bottom. Thomas tenderly caresses the elfin boy’s backside.“You’re so cute.”“Stop it, you’re gonna make me moan again. Then everyone will know what we’ve been doing”“I’d like that.” “I know you would” Brooke giggles as he guides Thomas’ hands from his throbbing tush to his trousers. Thomas gets the hint and pulls the tiny 26W26L suit trousers up and buttons them. “Can you do my belt too pwease?” giving Thomas puppy dog eyes whilst places the backs of his hands under his chin in a comical way. “Alright, but you’re getting lazy Mr” Thomas chuckles, still doing as Brooke requested. “Am not.”As Thomas was buckling in Brooke, Brooke cuddled his thick forearms. "You smell amazing down there" earning an effeminate giggle from Brooke.“Alright, all done.” Brooke turned around and looked up at Thomas with a childishly happy grin.“Where’s your blazer?” Thomas asks curiously. “I forgot it. I was too focused on making sure I wore the knickers you bought me” “Awe, thank you, but you’re gonna freeze. Take mine” Thomas rips his blazer off and cloaks his little Brooke. The blonde boy looking like a little kid suffocating in his father’s coat.“You’re so sweet, thanks”. “Oh, I almost forgot, wait here” Thomas runs off quickly. Brooke just stands there in the massive blazer. Rushing back to the table he was sitting at before seeing Brooke, Thomas picked something up and ran back to the light-haired boy. “Okay, okay. Shut your eyes.”“Hm, alright. But if it’s not food or a kiss, I’ll be upset” Brooke huffs and shut his eyes. “Open ‘em.” “Awe, you're so bloody cute.” Brooke's face lights up.“I saw one in the canteen and thought of you” Thomas hands Brooke the blueberry muffin with delight.“Come ‘ere” Brooke opens his arms and Thomas obliges. Tommy picks him up and they cuddle. Brooke wraps his short legs around the big torso of Thomas. They embrace for a second longer and then they look at one another and then kiss. Thomas intertwining his thin lips with Brookes pouty ones. Both smiling from ear to ear, they stop and begin to walk together. While walking through the corridors, Brooke’s arm is around Thomas’ waist, and he notices something. “Hey Tommy?” “Yeah?"“Do you have a wedgie in right now?”“Had it since five to eight.”Brooke gasps hyperbolically “you little perve.” “Did you want another wedgie!” Thomas pinches Brooke’s hip“Maybe.” Brooke looks with a longing gaze.“Well, you have to wait. I’ll see you in drama. You can keep my blazer.”“Thank you, love you.”“Love you too.”The boys part ways, to go to their forms.
Blythe-Elaine