As part of their punishment from Fonzie, Richie, Ralph, Potsie and Chachi had to go to school without pants for an entire day! Fonzie met them at the door and made them hand over their shoes, trousers and shirts. He decided at the last minute just pants was not enough, and this way there could be no doubt that the men were in their underwear.
Richie and Potsie had picked the blandest underwear they could think of, white crew neck t-shirts and blue full cut boxers. Ralph and Chachi were a bit more adventurous, sporting sleeveless undershirts and checkered boxers. They tried to be as inconspicuous as possible as they made their way to the first period class, mens chorus. Needless to say, they got a lot of heckling and teasing, and Chachi had to hold on to his boxers as a few girls tried to take them down without warning.
Mens chorus was team taught by two new teachers who were in their mid twenties, Jay Dooley and Dave Peluso. Both men were well over six feet and quite thin. They wore jackets and ties everyday to work and always looked well turned out.
Richie and his three buddies tried to sneak into the back row, but Mr. Peluso noticed them.
"HEY, WHAT ARE YOU DOING GUYS?? YOU CAN'T COME TO CHORUS IN YOUR UNDERWEAR??"
There was a general chorus of tittering and giggling, and Richie's face turned beet red.
"Sorry sir, but we lost a bet to Fonzie, and we have to stay like this the whole day."
"YOU CAN'T JUST COME TO CHORUS DRESSED ANYWAY YOU WANT! THAT ISN'T FAIR!" Jay Dooley was getting really pissed.
Potsie raised his hand. "It would be fair if the other guys got down to their underwear, too. How about it guys?"
There was hooting and hollering among the 18-20 year olds in the hot room. Eventually, the majority of the men nodded their heads in agreement. Mr. Dooley was furious!
"YOU CAN'T TAKE CHORUS IN YOUR UNDERWEAR, YOU JUST CAN'T!!" Mr. Peluso nodded in agreement as Mr. Dooley stood his ground.
"Lighten up Mr. Dooley!" Ralph interjected. Come on guys, strip off!!"
Jay and Davids' eyes popped out as the 45 men in their chorus class started to strip. Both instructors were gay and were very turned on by men in their underwear, especially boxer shorts and sleeveless undershirts. In a matter of minutes, Jay and Davids' jaws dropped. Just about all the men wore trim or full cut boxers and several sported sleeveless a-shirts. There were a couple of really geeky men from the chess club that looked out of place in their colored pocket t-shirts and white jockey shorts.
When all the men were clad in just their underwear, they sat down, wondering what would happen next. Chachi quickly raised his hand. "I think if you really want to be fair, we ought to be able to see our teachers strip to their underwear, too!"
A near riot ensued after Chachi's request, hollering and screaming, but Mr. Peluso motioned with his hand to calm down.
"W-W-W-EEEE CANNN'T DO THAT GUYS!!" His voice cracked a little. "WWEEE JUST CAN'T!"
Chachi wasn't giving up that easily. "If you don't strip to your underwear, we'll tell the principal you forced us to undress against our will!"
"YOU WHAT???" Jay Dooley was incredulous.
"Yep," Chachi nodded smugly. "And then your days are numbered!"
The whole class then started to chant loudly. "STRIP STRIP STRIP STRIP STRIP STRIP!"