While your laying on your stomach watching the movie, Dean walks over inconspicuously towards the kitchen. Until he suddenly sits on your back. You let out a grunt from the weight and the shock, as you feel his hands reach into your shorts and grip your waistband. You panic but also let out a laugh.
"Come on Dean, get off me." You say before you hear him chuckle.
"No can do Alex!" And then suddenly you feel as your tighty whities are pulled into and up your ass crack. The pressure and pain making you wince and grunt. "How's that feel Alex?" He grips your waistband tighter and yanks up again, feeling the fabric rub roughly against your asshole.
"O-ow! Dean get off man!"
"But this is so much fun!" Dean pulls your underwear the farthest yet, bringing your waistband all the way to his hips. "Damn these are stretchy. Think they can make it to your head?" He says with a wicked smile. You imagine the pain your ass would be in.
"Wait, Dean please don't give me an atomic wedgie, man!" You try and struggle but you're trapped under Dean's large ass. Dean gave your waistband a few more tugs. It could definitely make it to your head, but he also wanted to try something else.
"Alright, I'll get off of you, but you need to let me give you a-"
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