Ch. 1 The Awkward Locker Room

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The hot brutal sun beat down on the school. Gym class was no better because it was mile day, and the students had to run the mile, in the hot blazing sun. Jonathan and his friend, James were freshman and went to a public K-12 school, the P.E classes also consisted of both, boys and girls. The two boys secretly wore briefs, specifically tighty whities because they liked the close fitting and support of them, when hiding a boner, while doing something like watching the girls. Often times, Jonathan, and James would have to hide from bullies, as the bullies would hunt other kids down that wore tighty whities. Most of the time, students would get wedgies, or just get pantsed and embarrassed. But on this particular day, Jonathan found himself in a situation unlike any he had ever expected.

Jonathan entered the boys locker room to the smell of a mixture of sweaty teenagers, and axe body spray. He walked to his locker and got his gym clothes, he looked around and made sure no one was looking, and he quickly changed his clothes so no one would see his underwear. He changed into his gym shorts, and t-shirt and walked to the gym, where he met up with James. The two boys were talking about girls and joking with each other while they waited for the P.E. teacher, when suddenly Alex, and Henry approached the two from behind

"Hey nerds, what are you two talking about?" Alex slightly shoved Jonathan

"Nothing... we are just gonna go sit on our role number." James said as they both tried to walk away, stopped suddenly by Henry.

"You two seem like you're hiding something, well spit it out. We got time." Henry patted James on the shoulder, as the two continued to remain silent looking at the bullies like a deer in headlights

"Haha, I heard them talking about getting with Amanda, pathetic, you two don't stand a chance, you are complete losers." Alex laughed turning Jonathan around and lifting up his shirt.
Jonathan tried to get away but it was too late, he felt his hand grab onto the back of his waistband

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