My name is Joe, I'm a 38 year old personal trainer, and well-built thick guy. My story starts getting invited to a high school reunion at a former school mate's house in a nearby town.
I was hesitant to go, because I had no idea who was going to be there, and I haven't seen anyone from school in 20 years, so it felt a little weird, but my former classmate Zack, who messaged on Facebook, insisted that it would be a good time and that I should go.
I show up at a large house with just a few cars parked outside. I rang the doorbell and Zack opened the door and welcomed me inside.
Part of me secretly wanted to go to the reunion because of how much muscle I put on since I was the small kid in school, and I liked the idea of showing off a completely different look.
Zack had already been keeping up with my on Facebook, so casually welcomed me inside to go greet everyone else.
I walked into the living room and my heart jumped then almost stopped.
Ahead of me was a large, hairy guy, about 6'1, and probably at least 320 lb. He was a very chubby guy, but held it well, and looked like a tank. I knew right away who it was. His body had gotten even bigger, he was even more intimidating looking, but enough of his facial features stayed the same. His name was Ryan.
Ryan was the guy that regularly bullied me through high school. He was one of the stars of the football team, even though he was an offensive lineman. The girls were obsessed with him and didn't seem to mind that he could be a bit mean to the other kids.
Ryan got away with really humiliating me a number of times and never got caught by any of the teachers. He almost always targeted me in the locker room, where even the gym teacher usually didn't go when the kids were there.
After gym class one day, the last class before school ended, Ryan cornered me in the locker room after I had just changed out of my gym shorts. He ordered me to turn around and I did what he said because of how much bigger he was than me. Ryan then used all his force to yank down my pants without even undoing my belt. They dropped right down and just about took my underwear down too if I hadn't of held on. Ryan then grabbed me by my underwear and actually lifted me up off the floor and carried me outside where the kids were waiting for the buses. Everyone now was looking and I felt humiliated, being held in the air by my white briefs.
Brian then set me down and grabbed the front of my underwear and started yanking up on the front, then the back, and then the front again. He told me he was just being a good friend and helping me floss my ass for me. All the kids were cheering and laughing and some even recording with their phones.
The buses finally showed up after about 5 minutes and Ryan let me go. If he had gone any longer, my underwear would have ripped right off me and I would have been naked in front of at least 40 kids. I thought for years about what if that had happened.
Ryan then told me to get on the bus in just my shirt and underwear which was now so loose I had to hold it to keep it from falling down. I went home on the bus like that while the other kids were laughing and watching the video of Ryan humiliating me.
Long story short, Ryan embarrassed me a number of other times. One of the most humiliating was when him and the football team pantsed me and then taped my head to the inside of one of the toilets. They pulled my underwear completely between my ass and then wrote my name on my back so anyone who found me in the toilet knew who they were looking at.
I ended up like that for about 2 hours. I heard giggling and phones taking pictures. Someone actually peed into the toilet and onto my head and I never found out who it was. Finally a teacher came in and got me out of the situation, but I knew better than to let him know who had put me there.
I snapped back to it in my friends living room, realizing I had just froze.
"H..hey." I said and waved at everyone.
Everyone introduced themselves and I was surprised at how different everyone looked. Ryan was the only one I recognized without needing a name.
Ryan with his deep voice said, "What's up man, I'm Ryan."
"H..hey. This is Joe, we went to school together for years."
"Joe?" Ryan said. "That sounds familiar."
"Joe Wilson.." I said sort of meekly.
"Joe!" Ryan shouted. "What's up buddy. I didn't even recognize you with all that muscle. I'm sorry about high school.. No hard feelings?"
"It's ok. I moved on years ago." I said, knowing that wasn't true at all. I relived some of the humiliation from Ryan for years after.
"That's good." Ryan said.
Now the others in the room were interested in what Ryan was talking about. Ryan preceded to tell them some of the stories about how he would embarrass me in front of the other kids and all the pranks he would play on me.
He told the group how he pissed all over one of his sweaty jockstraps and shoved it in my mouth while it was still dripping wet. He walked me to the bus and told me if he saw me take it out my mouth before the bus drove off, he would tie me up naked to the school flag pole the next day.
The girls were all laughing at Ryan's stories like it was nothing more than kids having fun. I was turning completely red and now embarrassed already to be here.
It ended up being a very small turn out at the reunion with just 3 girls, me, and 3 other guys total. Ryan made sure to tell them all about as many stories of me and him as he could remember. The girls were loving the stories and I think were even flirting a bit with Ryan.
About 2 hours had gone by and we were all outside drinking when Ryan made things real uncomfortable for me.
"So Joe.." Ryan said. "Is it true that a lot of muscular guys have real small dicks?"
One of the girls let out a single loud laugh of surprise.
I couldn't believe he was asking that so causally in front of everyone. I don't know if it was the alcohol, but he hadn't seemed to have changed very much since school.
"I... uh... no.. at least for me, it's not true." I said.
"Come on man." Ryan said. "There's got to be some reason you workout so much. I've always thought muscular guys were trying to make up for something... We're all adults here, you can be honest. I'm not trying to embarrass you, I'm just curious if it's a true thing."
Everyone stopped talking and was focused in on me and Ryan now.
"I... no.. it's not true. I workout because I like to and I'm not lacking anything down there."
"Show me." Ryan said. "Come on. We're adults here. I just don't believe you."
I looked over at the girls who were now glued to what was happening. They were all smiling and seemed to be loving this.
"I... I'm not showing you. That's.. I'm not doing that." I said.
"I'll pull mine out, if you show yours." Ryan said with confidence.
One of the girls started whistling and the other two laughed.
"I'm.. not doing that." I said.
"Whatever dude." Ryan said. "Rumor around school after I sent you home on the bus in your underwear was that you had no bulge at all in your briefs."
I turned completely red. I had never heard that was a rumor.
"They... they were tight." I said.
"If they were tight, then why was there no bulge?" Ryan said.
I knew I set myself up for that comment. The girls all laughed and even one of the other guys chuckled.
I didn't know what to say and just took another sip of beer hoping the conversation would change to anything different.